this was ment to be comeing out this soon but i seem to be doing so well with the next chapter, so i though hay why not, as always tell me what you thing i do try to anwer all reviews, but i know that i have miss one or two of them.

CH8

Hermione was so sure Naruto could not find out about this it came as a surprise because here he sat in front of them at a little table in the Hogshead. He had made himself known just after everyone else had left, and had stopped them at the door and coaxed them back to the table.

"Can we help you Fox-san?" asked Hermione, looking at that gruelling fox mask of his.

"It's a dangerous game you're playing Hermione. It will be bad when you're caught," said Naruto taking off his mask, looking at them with calculating eyes.

"We won't be caught and even if we are, what's the worst that could happen? Detentions?" said Hermione sure of herself. The other two, Ron and Harry (who was not in the best of moods with Naruto having not talk to him since the other night) sat and watched, waiting to see the outcome with Naruto and Hermione.

"Maybe that's true for you, but look at the bigger picture would you? This is just the thing Umbridge is looking for to over throw Dumbledore. I can't believe I'm talking about military conquest and over throw, and school headmaster. It's stupid but true enough if you're caught, no when you're caught no matter what you can be sure that they will use it against me and Dumbledore," Naruto said looking each one in the eyes.

"How will they link us to you and Dumbledore?" asked Ron, speaking for the first time.

"Oh, they'll find away. Now, I admit that I could stop that from happening but, I believe you should see the consequences of your actions when they come about. So I'll be taking this then," said Naruto lifting the piece of parchment up.

"How did you get that?" asked Hermione defensively as she quietly looked through her bag to make sure it wasn't a trick.

"I nicked it out of your bag but don't worry, it will be perfectly safe with me I can protect it in way you can't even imagine. Now if you will excuse me I must be off." He put his mask back on and then Naruto was gone in a puff of smoke.

"Did you see his eyes?" asked Hermione

"What about them?" countered Ron.

"He's been crying," answered Harry.

"That's just what I thought, but why?" said Hermione.

"Who knows, maybe he got some bad news from home," Ron said, clearly not that concerned.

...

Hermione found her way to the painting in the common-room, the one which would take her to the room Naruto sleeps and lives in and as if on demand it opened for her as she entered the dark room. It was clear that Naruto was sitting on the bed his back leaning on the head bored topless, his left leg was bent up so that he could rest his left elbow on his knee, in his hand was a cigarette, and Hermione could not deny that Naruto looked pretty hot, nor could she shop her blush.

The end on the cigarette glowed as he took a drag. "What do I own the pleasure of your company this evening, little Hermione?" he asked while patting the space on the bed by him, this was a very different Naruto, one which seem much, much older.

"I wish to talk to you," said Hermione, sitting at the end of the bed. "Is it true what they say, are you a former death- eater?"

"Why of course I was, little Hermione," there was something in his eyes which told Hermione that there may be danger for her in this room.

"Why did you change sides? Why were you a death-eater in the first place? You don't seem to be that sort of person," asked Hermione, checking her path to the door in case she had to make a fast exit, this was not the Naruto she was use to, he normally had a sort of good feel to him, which gave him a light heart aura, even when he was in his mask, but now that was gone and it left a darker Naruto.

The door shut and locked. Hermione jumped up facing Naruto, who just took another drag. "Don't worry about the door to much, you wouldn't have made it that far, as for your second question, to kill filthy mud-bloods, that's an easy enough answer," Naruto chuckles, as Hermione eyes widened in fear.

"Now, now little Hermione, Dumbledore wouldn't of hired me if I posed any danger to the students, now would he?" Naruto finished his fag and put in the ash tray.

"B-but why would you w-want to kill muggle borns so much?"

Naruto moved down so that he lay down on the bed and stared at the ceiling. Hermione guessing that she wasn't going to die any time soon sat down at the desk and watched Naruto think for a minute or two.

"I was never the smart person, Hermione," his voice was calm and mellow, any danger there might have been was now gone. "I respect those who are smart over most people, I have a friend back home he's a genius, and if he told me to do anything, even jump off a cliff, I would. After all he's smart and he probably knows something I have overlooked. Of course this meant that I can be easily led, which is ok if I'm back home. I know what's right and wrong, and can tell who's best to follow, but I... I ran away. I was upset and needed some time to myself, a small little holiday would do, a weekend or a week at most. It was two and a half years before I was taken back home in disgrace, with my head low, my hands bound behind my back, and an escort of aurors and Dumbledore dragging me. The look of sham and pain on the Hokage's face was enough to kill me."

"Who is the Hokage?" asked Hermione.

"The leader of my village, and the closest thing to a mother I have ever had. She has done a lot for me even hid the fact I ran away by saying I was on a training trip, only to have me get a march through the village, with a force of people holding on to metal poles attached to a collar. At least Dumbledore allowed me to wear a hood," Naruto sighed. "Back on to the point, I came to England. This is where I ran to, it was new and weird. What was right in my home may be wrong here and vice versa, but I didn't think about that. As I said I wasn't planning to stay that long, it was clear that I didn't fit in with the muggles, and so as you may suspect I was picked up by a wizard. He was nice to me and smart, and so I followed him home and he told me everything about the world as he saw it and I believed him. The only problem was that this man was a death-eater. His views were somewhat twisted. I knew long before I admitted it to myself that what I was doing was wrong, but I clung to this man and did as I was told. I had by that point lost any will to think for myself. It was nice not needing to think about things. I became nothing but a doll for his son and an assassin for him and I liked it but at last I couldn't bear doing wrong anymore once I was forced to admit to myself that he was evil. I could no long stay and had to think for myself once again."

"So you killed for this man but why would you come here? Surly your Hokage would want to keep you were she can see you herself."

"Pay back. I have done a lot of harm to your world Hermione and so I must do something to help it. It's as simple as that."

"So what was is it that changed? What was it that forced you to see what was right?"

"Why did you have to ask? Well I suppose you would, I was sent to kill one of Harry Potter's friends."

"What...?"

"It did seem most odd for me so I decided to spy on her. Remember that to me I was fighting a war so someone who was Harry's friend was seen as a key member so I thought I could get some useful info. So I spied, I read her diary, I know all of her secrets and desires. I followed her around for a week sitting on her bed as she slept, but all I saw was a teen girl, no war plans."

Hermione had a sinking feeling, she knew who it was. Who it should be, but she needed to know. "W-who was it," she asked looking to the floor.

However she felt a hand on her chin and Naruto looked her straight in the eyes and said, "It was you, I was sent to kill you."

there you go, a little histor gose a long way, thanks the in the mix for betaing i will see you all soonish

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