I just wanted to add this note to say thank you to all loyal readers. Those great reviews have really inspired me to finish my other fics as soon as I can. Unfortuantly, the older stuff I will be discontinuing as my computer wiped it all and my writing style has changed since then.

Maybe one day I will revise them. Anyway, the point is that I am delighted with all the positive comments on this story and, though there will be no sequel, I plan to finish my other stories.

I also have two previews for you. One is the first Chapter of a Fan Fic called 'The Power of the Wolf'. It's a Hermione x Lucius Malfoy Time Travel fan fic with Dumbledore bashing. It is now posted.

Chapter One

The Wolf

Daphne Greengrass sat in Divination beside her friend, Pansy Parkinson. Pansy was draped over Draco Malfoy, her fiancé, and was simpering to him. Daphne rolled her eyes and soon caught sight of an interesting new student amidst them.

"Would you look at that? That Mudblood has joined us once more." Draco drawled. Hermione shot him a venomous glare and turned her back on him, anger simmering in her eyes.

"It's not like I had a choice. Damned Dumbledore." Hermione muttered viciously. Harry smiled at her, shaking his head. "Mione, he means well." He told her. Hermione huffed. "Sure he does. Cause I really need Divination. I shouldn't have to use my Time Turner to attend this stupid class as well as Arithmancy." She spat, sitting in her seat.

Professor Trelawney drifted over to where the trio sat, with, what Hermione supposed was meant to be, a mystical smile on her face. "Miss Granger, I always knew you would return to us. You may not have the eye, but your curiosity was strong." She simpered, staring at Hermione through big glasses.

Hermione laughed coldly. "Sure, you always knew. Or did you know because our esteemed manipulating Headmaster told you so?" She snarled. The class were taken aback by Hermione's tone of voice. Beside her, the boys winced knowing that tone meant she was not pleased at all.

"I'm not quite sure what you mean." Trelawney protested, sweat gathering at her hairline with the stress of being found out to be a total fraud. "Sure you don't. Well then, Professor, teach us your wisdom." Hermione remarked sarcastically. No-one noticed that her chocolate eyes became Amber.

The class progressed normally for a while, full of the mad woman's ramblings and boredom for the rest of the class. Only Hermione's presence made it more interesting as she whispered sarcastic comments to Harry and Ron, making them laugh.

So everything was fine, that is until a prediction was made. A true Prophesy. Trelawney was drifting past Daphne Greengrass' table when her eyes went white and she fell into a trance.

"Putus werewolf , occultus pro annus , mos reperio ipsa adversus ferreus mensis. Haud pretium ero quoque mugio , is vadum sino unimaginable atrox. Vicis ero paro in ostendo sum quod is vadum reperio diligo. Sarcina of niveus lupus vadum exsisto solus verus miles militis. Is vadum consurgo quod evinco Atrum Dominatio , illud rectum iri per vox quod insanity. putus lupus has adeo servo nos totus." Daphne recited in Latin. She shuddered and spoke once again.

"The Pure werewolf, hidden for years, will find herself facing hard months. No price will be too low, she shall suffer unimaginable horrors. Time will be set in reverse and she shall find love. The Pack of the white wolf shall be the only true knights. She shall rise up and defeat the Dark Lords, those ruled by power and insanity. The pure wolf has come to save us all."

The class was silent in the aftermath of the predictions. "What was all that Latin?" Ron asked. Daphne shook herself and looked up at the class. "That was the prophesy in its original state, when it was first told by my ancestor. That Prophesy is why my Family have been neutral in the war. We were waiting until one of our own recited the Prophesy once more." She explained, meeting Hermione's eye.

Hermione looked away. "My family and I vowed when the Prophesy was first made to join the Sarcina of Niveus Lupus, The pack of the white wolf, when it was formed." Daphne continued.

The class stared in awe at Daphne, each one having been hanging onto every word that she had said. All except Hermione Granger.

Later that day, Hermione was heading to the library when she found her path to be blocked. Looking up she met the eyes of one Daphne Greengrass.

"Hello there, Granger. Or should it be Lupus?" Daphne drawled. Hermione hissed and slammed her hand onto the other girl's mouth, before dragging her into an empty classroom.

"Shut it, Greengrass. Never mention my name here. Who knows who could have heard? It was bad enough you recounting that story in Divination." Hermione spat, her eyes flashing Amber.

"Relax, I checked beforehand. Besides, you're the one with the super senses." Daphne replied, putting her hands up in a defensive motion. Hermione's glare deepened. "Leave me alone! I never wanted this." She snapped. Daphne smirked at the angry Gryffindor. "You still got it though. You can't deny it. It's going to happen one day, its destiny."

Hermione growled and turned on her heel, slamming the door open and stalking off down the corridor. "You can't fight your destiny, Granger." Daphne called after her. "We'll see about that." Hermione muttered.

The second preview is the Prologue to another planned fic called 'Another Life'. It is another Dramione fic.

Prologue

A fire crackled away in the grate, the only light in the dark room. A figure sat in a chair, their unusual eyes boring into the flames as they danced.

The figure lifted a glass of whiskey with a feminine hand so it was lit up, showing the amber liquid within. "Hanna." The figure called, her voice soft as silk and melodic.

A pop and a house elf appeared before her, bowing. "Mistress called." It squeaked. The woman in the chair nodded, leaning forward so her vivid dark red hair tumbled forward. "Yes, Hanna, I did. I trust no-one saw you?" She asked.

The House elf looked up into her mistress' unusual green eyes. "No Mistress, Hanna was a good elf." She told the woman. The woman smiled and nodded, leaning back into her chair once more.

"Good. I have hidden from them so long; I can't have them find out now. At least not until I have graduated from Hogwarts." She sighed, running a hand through her curls. She stood and walked over to a cabinet. Pulling open the drawer, the woman pulled out some pictures and a newspaper article.

"They may have searched for me for years, but they will never find me. Not like I am. I will never return to my old life." The woman continued. Hanna nodded. "Is there anything my Mistress requires?" She asked. "Yes, some tea please." The woman replied and the house elf disappeared.

"Yes, they will never find me. Not as Amber Dumon." She whispered. The smiling face of Hermione Granger looked up at her.

These two stories may not be up for a while as I wish to complete my other fics. 'Another Life' is not fully planned so it probably wont be done until I have it all worked out. 'The Power of the Wolf' is posted but will take a while to finish as it has Forty Chapters and an Epilogue. Let me know what you think.

Much Love

Beanacre0

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