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Own Nothing.

Three.

Hermione woke up the next morning and quickly jumped into the shower before changing into warmer clothes. She pulled her hair back into a braid before slipping on some socks and shoes. The air in Maine was chilly, so she slipped on a light jacket before exiting the tent. She walked through the woods and down to the town to get some breakfast.

She walked into the diner and smiled at the waitress as she sat down in a booth in the back. She ordered a orange juice and some oatmeal when her waitress came to take it. She waited, watching everyone moving outside on the streets as she sat there. She heard the door open and the bell ring above it, glancing up, she saw Emma Swan walking into the diner with Henry behind her.

Hermione watched them curious as they made their way towards her and sat down in the seat across from her. "Hello." She gave them a small smile. "What can I do for you?"

"Who are you?" Emma asked.

"Who do you think I am?" Hermione raised an eyebrow.

"I don't know, but you're not from here." Emma stated.

Hermione nodded slightly, thanking Ruby as she brought her food. "Are you two hungry, my treat."

"We're good." Emma stated, waving Ruby off.

"Are you a fairy god mother?" Henry asked, watching her as she sipped her orange juice.

"If I was a fairy god mother, I would have a wand." She smiled and pulled out her wand. "No, I'm a witch. "

" A witch? Seriously?" Emma raised an eyebrow. "You've got to be kidding me?"

"I find it slightly annoying that everyone thinks I'm joking about who I am." Hermione muttered underneath her breath as she pulled out a parchment from her inside jacket pocket and handed it to Emma. "For the time being just think of me as your fairy god mother I'm here to help you."

"To break the curse?" Henry asked quietly.

Hermione nodded and ate a spoonful of oatmeal before speaking. "I can't do much except to give you advice until the finale battle I can't do much to help you." She shrugged. "Because this curse came with a prophecy, you have to be the one to destroy it."

"If I didn't have to break the curse, what could you have done?" Emma raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, I could easily break this curse, it's what I do, I make sure everyone is playing by the rules and I break curses. I'm world renown for that." Hermione stated. "Not to brag or anything, but I'm here now if you need me."

"I'll take all the help I can get, but I have to get him to school, I'll find you later and we can talk it over." Emma stated as she and Henry scooted out of the booth and out of the door.

Hermione ate her oatmeal in peace, savoring the quietness when she looked up again to see the Sheriff walking across the street. She watched him enter into the police station before she went back to her breakfast.

It was later that day when she heard about the young maid who ran away. She sighed as she walked through the town on her way to Mr. Gold's store as she looked at the people of the town. She opened the door and slipped into the store. She closed the door behind her and looked around, there were nick-knacks and a bunch of random things in the store as she made her way to Mr. Gold at the back counter. "Can I help you Miss….?"

"My name is not important." Hermione stated as she turned to look at him. "What I think is important is your deal with…" She looked around for a second. "Ashley isn't? She's called Ashley, the one who ran away."

"Ashley, yes she was such a sweet girl." Mr. Gold gave Hermione a crooked smile.

"So what's the deal with her. What was her contract?"

"I am not at liberty to discuss this with you." Mr. Gold walked around the counter to face her.

"There is nothing in this town that I don't have the right to know." Hermione sighed. "I can send a request form to the Ministry of Magic in America, it's just in New York, in the same building as the United Nations and I can get a copy of the contract within a few hours." She told him. "All contracts are copied magically and sent to the Ministry of Magic if they have magical means." She shrugged. "I can do it the easy way or the hard way. Your choice."

"Then I guess you would have to do it the hard way Miss." He sighed. "Are you ever going to tell me your name?"

She shook her head. "When this curse is broken, I will see about it." She gave him a stare before turning around and walking out of the store.

"I see that you're getting close to the towns people." Hermione looked up to see the Sheriff.

"Shouldn't you be with the Mayor, I bet she is expecting you soon." Hermione walked past him. "Excuse me I have to put a request form in."

"Where the Police station or Mayor's office?" He asked.

"Neither, I have to get back to my tent and send and owl." She stated, walking to the edge of town. "It'll get there faster if I just send a Patronus But I do what I can."

"You're not making any sense." The Sheriff stated.

"Good, then don't bother." Hermione gave him a small wave before running off.

Later on that afternoon Hermione entered the hospital room that belongs to Ashley. She gave the girl a smile as she walked towards the bed. "Hello Ashley."

"Hi, you're the new woman, the British lady who just moved here." Ashley smiled at her as she held her baby. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to let you know that I took a look at your contract and I wanted to let you know that I have found a way to break it." She smiled and handed Ashley a envelope. "I found a small house it's just two bedrooms and it isn't anything fancy. But it's all taken care of and everything you need is already there. Or will be when you get out of here."

"But I can't take this." Ashley argued. "It's too much."

"It's not even half of it." Hermione sighed. "Everything is paid for and when she wants to go to school, it'll be in a trust. And what ever you were going to get from Mr. Gold's deal is doubled."

"Why?" Ashley asked. "Why do all this?"

"Because it's going to be hard and you'll need help when you can get it." Hermione gave her a smile. "Just raise her right and we'll be straight." She turned and left the room, leaving the mother there to be with her child.

Hermione walked down the hall and saw Emma there with Henry and Mr. Gold. She could tell where their discussion was going. "You can see her now." She stopped Emma from talking. "Ashley, she would be happy to see you. She knows that everything is going to be okay."

"Well, Miss Swan and I were about to make a deal." Mr. Gold stated, glancing at her.

"No. Your deal with Ashley is broken." Hermione smiled at Emma and Henry. "Would you two leave us?" Emma raised her eyebrow as she dragged Henry away. Hermione turned to look at Mr. Gold and waited until the other two were down the hall.

"You cannot break one of my deals without making another with me." Mr. Gold stated.

Hermione shook her heads. "I'm not making a deal with you, you are making a deal with me." She stepped forward, he stepped back, and they did this until he hit a wall. "You release Ashley, return all the money, make a formal apology to both parties."

"What do I get in return?" He asked.

"You'll survive, when this battle is over and it doesn't matter who wins, you created this curse and you will be held accountable. Cooperate with me and I will vouch for you in front of the council when this goes to trial. Because it doesn't matter if the Queen wins or loses, she will pay the price for what she has done and so will you. I can have your soul slowly ripped from your body all of your memories, happy, sad, sadistic torn from your body with the pace of a snail, or you could live your life in a prison sail. Your choice. Either way your deal with Ashley was already broken to my favor just hours ago."

"Well Missy, where do I sign?"

Hermione stepped back with a smile as she brought out a quill pen and a rolled up parchment from her enchanted purse and handed it to him. "Sign on the dotted lines."

He took the parchment and pen over to a desk and wrote his name on the lines that called for it. "You don't really play fair do you lass?"

"There's a difference Mr. Gold." Hermione stated as she took the parchment and pen from him when he was finished. "With playing dirty and getting your hands dirty." She gave him a curt nod and turned. "Have a nice day."