Disclaimer: Hey all. Let me just start out by saying I was very upset at the end of Deathly Hallows. Some of my favorite characters died, I was in tears. Even though most if not all of us HP fans that have read the books and know the ending, I had a new story in mind. This will be a Snape/Hermione story eventually. Anyway, I've written out the first few chapters but will only post one maybe two a week. Quick Note: their may be some dark themes in the future chapters as well as some lemony freshness. I won't hold you any longer but before I go...I do not own the rights of any character in the incredible Harry Potter series. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

It was nearing midnight when she jumped out of bed in fear, tossing her about, her bare feet landing on the cold floor. She rushed out of her room and straight down the hall to the room of her closest and dearest friend. She leaned against the door hearing the gut wrenching sobs of the broken hearted boy.

'Oh Harry', she thought as she gently creaked open the door and slipped inside. He didn't acknowledge her presence as she stood just inside the door watching the boy tremble beneath his blankets. She quietly closed the door and moved towards the bed, gently putting a hand on his shoulder. The boy stiffened.

"Its just me Harry.", she said quietly. The boy turned over onto his back, his face red, tear stains down his chin and his quivering lip. He quickly sat up and pulled her to him. She nearly fell on top of him but quickly righted herself and embraced him. He sobbed into her shoulder, as she rubbed his back soothingly. She gently pulled away and wiped his tears with her thumbs. His green eyes filled with despair. She maneuvered herself to sit against the headboard pulling him to her chest. He leaned against her shakily and she began to smooth his hair with a mother's touch.

"It's all my fault Hermione. If I hadn't looked into his mind…if I hadn't rushed without thinking…it's all my fault. Sirius is dead because I killed him. He was safe the whole time and he came after me with the order, coming to my rescue. Hermione I sentenced him to death, if I had listened to Snape and Dumbledore, Sirius would still be here.", He whispered. Her heart clenched in pain at this boy's suffering.

"Harry. It wasn't your fault…", she tried to explain but he cut her off harshly.

"Yes it is! Hermione I put us all in danger. You, Ron, Ginny.. all of us. If I had known it was false, if I had paid attention when Snape was teaching me to block my mind, if I hadn't acted so selfishly, so foolishly, none of that would have happened. I shouldn't be here Hermione, it should've been me. I should be dead not him not Cedric, me. I wish I had died instead. The world would be much better without me.", he said breaking out into fresh sobs, not hearing the quiet gasps of the other occupants of Grimmauld 12, guiltily listening in.

"I wish..", he started again but was cut off harshly by the girl holding him.

"No! You listen here Harry, this is not your fault. You did what you thought you had too. Don't you ever say that you deserve to die! Harry don't you realize, you are the one that will put those in the wrong in their rightful place. You did not kill Cedric, Voldemort did," she continued through the shocked gasps from outside the door.

"You did not kill Sirius! That wicked wicked witch Bellatrix did. She killed her own blood Harry. Not you! And I refuse to let you think otherwise, and I believe I speak for everyone involved that you had nothing to do with endangering our lives.", she spoke with venom in her voice.

"But if it wasn't for me we never would have left the castle..", he said trying to make her understand.

'No. I will have none of that either. I for one chose to go with you. I put myself at risk. You told us all not to follow you but we did. That is on our heads not yours. Harry when are you going to see that this is exactly what Voldemort wants, he wants you miserable and feeling alone, that vile excuse of a wizard is following blindly to this prophesy! He and his so called followers are the destroyers of this world and they will pay gravely for what they've done. Harry you are the chosen one, you will kill that bastard and avenge the loved ones we've lost and I will stand beside you.", she spoke strongly her own tears falling from her eyes.

"No! Hermione..", he pleaded.

"No Harry. I believe your destiny is to live the life that was taken from you. A life full of love and laughter. Your destiny is to fall in love and start a family and I will make it my destiny to see that through. This is just a roadblock to your true destiny. Voldemort fucked up in thinking he was better than the rest and you were forced into the life you live and the things you must do. He chose you to end his life whether he realizes it or not.", she ended in a quiet fury.

The boy raised his eyes and looked at her than his tears drying as he looked at her in astonishment. The people outside of the room listening in quiet astonishment as well.

"Hermione… do you really believe that?", he looked at her questioningly.

"I do Harry. I believe we choose our own lives and destinies, and your choice was ripped from you and in consequence Voldemort must and will die, for his fate now lies in your hands. An eye for an eye Harry. He stole your life and now you must destroy his, and I as well as others will be by your side the entire way." she said vengefully.

"Hermione, do you really think I can kill him?", he asked fearfully resting his head on her chest once again. Hermione sighed.

"Harry, I don't think you can… I know you will, and when you do we will dance and spit on his grave. We will rejoice and bring peace and harmony to this world.", she said rubbing his cheek. All tears have subsided. The boy sighed.

"Hermione what would I do without you?", he spoke quietly and calmly.

"Oh you know, fail every class, get into ten times more trouble with Snape than normal..", she trailed off causing a quiet laugh from the boy . Shocking those outside once again. Hermione rolled her eyes and grasped the blankets on the other side of the bed covering them both.

Harry sighed again. "Hermione?"

"Yes Harry?" she replied.

"Thank you." he whispered.

"Its what I'm here for Harry. Now lets get some sleep." she said moving her arms to wrap around him, as he cuddled more into her drifting off into a peaceful sleep. Hermione heard the footsteps quietly making their ways back to their rooms. As she heard the last door close, she continued to rub Harry's back.

He's barely sixteen, this isn't fair, Its just not right. Hermione was furious for best friend. Harry has a good heart this is too much to ask from him. What is Dumbledore thinking? Obviously nothing concerning Harry.' she seethed. She looked down at the boy holding her tightly to him. 'He's not ready for this… but than again who would be?' In that moment Hermione stared straight ahead and began plotting. A twisted smile appearing on her lips.

"Don't worry Harry. I will see to it that you live a long and happy life. I promise", she spoke quietly to the boy snoring in her arms. Before long she was drifting off into a peaceful sleep. Little did she know someone had yet to leave the hall and stood there listening to the girl promise with a vengeful tone. A slight shiver made its way up the figures back before turning and leaving Grimmauld.

A/N Reviews are graciously appreciated.