AUTHOR NOTE

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This story has some dark bits, some funny bits and some DARK bits as my wife calls them. Voldemort's team briefly controls Hogwarts and they are not nice. Hermione gets infected by the Strigoi virus. She is turned into a Quasi-Vampire. I had thought about going all the way with her (Insert Groucho Marx cigar waggle) but the ramifications of that were way too much for a short story like this. I was not thinking of any particular virus or disease when I wrote this so if it strikes you that I was then have at it. I'm not sure what I was thinking other than it took off and wrote itself in places. I present to you Vampione

IdlemanRPG: I might do more with this idea I dunno. Not sure with the way my mind works. But if you don't want to wait and want to go for it have at it. I am not going to complain. Just send me a link to check it out if you do it.

September 1st 1994

Harry and Ron were chatting with Ginny when they saw Hermione come through the barrier onto 9 and ¾. She must have been running very late as the Weasley's had been early and still among the last to board the train.

She was watching them very carefully as she moved through the crowd. She looked rather pale and gaunt. Her eyes had shadows under them and her normally wild hair hung limp and listless about her shoulders.

"Mione are you okay? You don't look so good." Harry asked in concern as she came up.

"Yeah you look like shite." Ron agreed.

"Thanks Ron trust you to be succinct and rude." She grumbled although when she got close to Harry she started sniffing him and then closed her eyes with a growl.

"Lets get on the train." She hissed through clenched teeth as she practically ran to get a compartment. Harry looked at the two Weasleys and shrugging followed her.

=====xxxxx=====

She was standing by the open window with her back to them when they entered the compartment. She had her shoulders slumped and looked like she might have been crying.

Harry stepped close to put his arm on her and she stiffened, "Please Harry wait until the train starts moving and there is more of a breeze."

Confused Harry and the Weasleys sat while Hermione hung her head out the window. When the train started moving she had them rearrange themselves several times until she finally sighed and relaxed a bit.

"Sorry but I needed to talk to you without being too distracted. I have changed a bit."

"Yeah kinda noticed Hermione. You still sick or something?'

"Sort of. I was working on some potions over the summer. And I made a blood-replenishing one. Only to break down some of the protein strands to get it to recombine easier I used the microwave. Well it seems the proteins I bought had been infected with the Strigoi Retrovirus."

The three others in the compartment looked at her in confusion. She sighed and looked at them in worry. Closing her eyes briefly she took a deep breath which made her nose sting as she smelled Harry again. She composed herself then said gently.

"The Strigoi Virus is a magical virus that causes vampirism."

Ron recoiled in horror throwing Ginny behind him. The fact that she did not resist his actions told Hermione she had lost those two friends. Harry sat and looked at her strangely though. Like he was concerned and afraid for her not of her.

"You're an undead creature!" Ron screamed pulling his wand out.

Harry jumped up with his wand out as well but it was pointed at Ron. "Put your wand down Ron. She's Hermione."

"No Harry she's a bloodsucker. She eats blood now." Ginny said from behind Ron. Her own wand in her hand.

"She's an undead creature Harry. Charlie has told us all about them in Romania."

"Those are a different kind of Vampire Ron. They bear the curse of Vlad. I'm just someone who caught a virus."

"Whatever. You look like one of them."
"I'm not adapting well okay. YOU try having your entire life shift. I'm not dangerous to anyone. They gave me a blood replacement potion and mom and dad have been helping me. MY counselor has been trying to help me adapt but I'm still me Ron. I'm still your friend Hermione."
"Hermione died. I don't know what you are." Ron said and still keeping his sister between them edged carefully out of the compartment. Ginny looked confused as if she was scared but sad. She gave an imploring look when they reached the door and Harry still stood in the compartment.

"C'mon Harry. You're not safe." Ginny begged.

"She's Hermione. She's my friend and will be my friend no matter what. I'm not leaving."
"Blimey mate. You've gone round the bend. You'd snuggle up to her? A dangerous animal that'll eat you?"

"Ron you are exactly two words away from getting hexed into the middle of the North Sea. She is Hermione. She is my friend and I will NOT abandon her. IF you walk away from her DON'T bother coming back." Harry said that in a tight controlled rage. Hermione could smell his anger and it was driving her crazy.

Ron looked like he was going to say something but Harry had his wand by his side. It was crackling little bolts of lightning occasionally up and down the shaft. His eyes did not blink and they bored into Ron's soul. He looked once at Hermione with a shudder as she looked at him. He saw that her once chocolate brown eyes had turned more of a reddish ocher. He turned and shut the door. The two red heads walked away with only Ginny looking back at Harry with a sad longing before she turned and hanging her head walked away.

Harry sat down across from Hermione. "Are you dangerous to me?"

"I. I don't know Harry. I'm not contagious. The virus was only powerful enough to mostly change me but it burned itself out. I can't turn anyone."
"Okay. Then what's the problem."

"You know how a really good cheeseburger smells? I mean a real beef grilled cheeseburger that has all of the trimmings?"

He nodded carefully. Raising his eyebrow he got a thoughtful expression, "I smell like that to you?"
She nodded, breathing shallowly and not looking at him.

"Did you eat anything today?"

"I had some of the blood potion the healers gave me and mom let me drink some of her blood. Like I said they have been doing all they can. But they're muggle's they can only give me so much as blood replenishing potions will hurt them if they take too much."
"So I guess the neighborhood cats are in trouble."
"Animal blood isn't the same. The proteins aren't good enough. It would be like trying to survive on breakfast cereal and junk food. And it doesn't slake the thirst."

"You've tried?"

"Yeah. I did. My neighbor had a rather annoying Pekingese that was always chasing Crookshanks."
"Is he okay?"

"He ran away when I changed. When you first change the thirst is so strong it was crazy. I almost killed dad. Fortunately mom stopped me and got me to Saint Mungo's. They made me register as a Vampire but I'm a quasi-vampire technically. I have some of the powers and problems but not all of them."
"Well that's good. So you're thirsty right now and I'm a milkshake?"

She chuckled. "Something like that."

"So how do you feed?"
She looked at him in shock and horror. "Harry you're not thinking what I think you're thinking are you?"

"Mione. I meant it when I said I wouldn't abandon you. If you're thirsty and I smell that good then here I am."
"I don't know if I'll stop."

"Well then you'll have had at least one good meal and I won't have to put up with all the crap in my life."

"Harry?" She said in concerned confusion.

He stared at her. She stared back her nostrils flaring a bit.

"Look Hermione I can tell you want it. The loner we go the worse you'll get. I promise to explain everything if you drink from me. Or do whatever you got to do. I"ll be good."
"You promise to explain what you meant?"

"On my blood." He said with a smirk.

She knelt before him trying not to breathe. "Roll up your sleeve and lay down."
He did so for her. She took his arm and bit as gently as she could. Fortunately the saliva of a vampire had an anesthetic in it she had discovered but she still didn't want to hurt Harry more than she had to. Especially since he gave her the arm that had the scar from his basilisk bite. When she felt the blood start flowing into her mouth she began to suck and drink. The warm salty fluid hitting her throat felt like pure ambrosia to her. He tasted so good she moaned slightly in pleasure.

Neville had come back to see what was going on when he reached their compartment he froze as he saw Hermione sucking on Harry's arm while he looked at her with a gentle smile. Neville wasn't sure what to do when Harry looked up and saw him. He gave Neville a thumbs up and waved for him to come in.

Neville carefully came in and sat as close to the door as he could. He watched with fascination and horror as Hermione sated herself on Harry's blood. After a bit she pulled herself away from him with obvious reluctance and licked the two puncture wounds on his arm.

"Harry are you okay?" She whispered to him.

"Yeah I"m fine. You might want to reassure Neville though.

She spun looking at him in surprise. He flinched but didn't move or draw his wand. A small blonde girl knocked on the door at the same time. Hermione frowned as she didn't recognize her but she smiled and did not look at all afraid as she opened the door to come in.

"My apologies for not waiting for permission to enter. I see you're done feeding."
"Uh yeah. I feel full for a change." She turned and smiled at Harry, "Thank you I haven't felt satisfied since I changed."

"You're welcome." Harry said trying to sit up before he laid back down.

"If you're going to be her feeder you should probably see Madam Pomfrey for some blood replenishing and production potions for your body to get used to this."

"Uh yeah thanks. Who are you?"

"My name is Luna Lovegood. My father publishes the Quibbler." She said sitting down beside Neville.

"You're not scared of me?"
"Should I be?"

"No. I'm still me."

"Well of course you are. Who else could you be?"

Hermione laughed as she laid her head on Harry chest to hear his heartbeat. She smiled as it continued its normal healthy rhythm. Harry took his arm and put it over her shoulders pulling her closer. Even though he smelled great she wasn't thirsty at all.

"So you really are a vampire. Ron wasn't just making stuff up?"

She growled causing Neville to flinch a bit but still looked at her.

"He has it kinda wrong. I know there are Creatures in Romania where his brother is that are truly undead bloodsuckers. They are called the Cursed of Vlad. They carry a magical curse and are the full fledged movie monsters."

She got up and stuck her arm out into the bright sunlight streaming through the window, "Since I'm not on fire that kinda proves I'm not one of them eh?"

Luna nodded, "True. If you were one we would be in a lot more trouble as Harry would be dead. Once they start feeding off a being they cannot stop."
Neville looked at Luna but swallowed and went, "Okay so what are you?"
Pulling her arm back inside and sitting on the floor by Harry again she sighed, "I am legally and technically a quasi-vampire. I had to register but am not bound by all of the restrictions. I still can eat some regular food, mostly very bloody raw meats, so I can balance my blood drinking with some food. Its just I get most of my nutritional benefit from blood, only the thirst though is the problem. Its only satisfied by blood. I still have the usual body functions like going to the bathroom, breathing, and I had a period last month. So I can still have a baby. I can still do the stuff to have a baby. I will grow old and someday I will die. I have fangs. I drink blood, I run a bit cooler than a normal human. I can smell your blood and tell each of you apart because of it. I have a shadow. I'm still me inside here."

She had listed all of that in a tone of despair like she was begging them to accept her and not reject her. Harry ran his hand through her hair as she sat there. Neville looked thoughtful for a minute.

"Will Harry be enough to keep you full?"

Hermione and Harry looked at him curiously. "Are you volunteering?" She asked.

He shrugged, "I guess. It didn't look like Harry got hurt too bad."
"No just a bit woozy there for a minute."
"I'd like to volunteer too. If I don't smell too bad to you."
Hermione laughed, "Guys. What about everyone else. Won't they treat you like you're some kind of freak if they find out. Just by associating with me I know some of the school with reject you."
Luna shrugged, "Most of the school rejects me anyhow. The rest of them simply ignore me. And the Nargles like to torment me. So it will be okay."
Neville shrugged, "Its not like I'm real popular either. But Harry won't be able to take care of you completely."
Harry laughed, "See you'll still have friends and people who care Hermione. Plus you have a boyfriend now."
"Oh who?" She asked in surprise.

"Me if you want me for than just a quick snack."

She hugged him then laughed, "Yes I want you for more than just a quick snack. And Neville, Luna I'll only ask you if I absolutely need to feed off you. But I'm still glad you're my friend. I will appreciate that."

"It would be nice to have a friend."

=====xxxxx====

The four of them talked about the changes at the school and how they thought people might react. The fact that Draco had not come back to annoy Harry like he always did confused him. They agreed that maybe Draco was more afraid of vampires than he was fond of annoying Harry.

As they got closer to the school Hermione got more worried until Harry held her and and promised he would be with her forever and a day. No matter what.

He made her promise to not be ashamed of what she had become because she was still her. She was still the person he loved. As for Neville and Luna she sniffed the both of them and said Neville smelled ok but nothing fancy. She'd be okay drinking his blood but wouldn't go out of the way for it. He took that as a compliment with a laugh that he had average blood. Luna though smelled good Hermione declared. Not as good as Harry but she might not mind a taste at some point if Luna didn't mind. Luna smiled and said she would be happy to and thanked Hermione for saying she smelled very edible.

=====xxxxx=====

As they walked through the crowds heading for the carriages holding hands Harry noticed most of the students staring at Hermione. The setting sun lighting her hair and making it glow as she put on a smile. Her fangs only noticeable to those who looked closely.

A few people did still wave to her and smile, Hagrid of course but then he thought 10 foot tall three headed dogs were cute Hermione thought. Colin wanted to take her picture,which Harry stopped and posed with his arm around Hermione. Seamus though told Colin not to bother as she wouldn't show up on film anyhow. Which Hermione tried to correct him about but he moved on quickly when she turned to speak with him.

The four of them had their own carriage to the castle which Harry didn't mind as he stretched out. Luna and Neville chatting and discussing the way the other students were acting.

Hermione found herself with plenty of elbow room at the Gryffindor table. Ron sneered as much as Malfoy at her.

"Why are you even sitting here. It's not like you can eat food."
"Ronald if you would have let me explain I am a Quasi-vampire I am not a true one."

"Yeah right either you are or you aren't."
"Then she isn't. She's still very much a living breathing girl Ron."
"Oh ewww how do you know?"
Harry turned and tipping Hermione's head back kissed her in front of everyone in the great hall. The kiss lasted for several seconds until Professor McGonnegal walking in leading the new first years paused and cleared her throat.

"Sorry professor. Just showing Ron how to be a human being."
The Professor looked to the head table at all of the professors who had been watching. She looked at Hermione who had a slightly dazed expression as she raised her hand to her lips. She nodded, "Very well Mr Potter."

Ron looked at Harry who sat there with a smirk as the hat came out and sang its song and the first years got sorted. Dumbledore got up and welcomed everyone and sat back down. The feast started.

Hermione had a plate of chopped raw beef and some pieces of bread and vegetables. A tall metallic glass appeared instead of the usual goblets. A thick red liquid was within it that she rubbed off of her lips with a napkin. Everyone pretended to ignore her dinner as she talked to Neville on one side of her and Harry on the other. Eventually Lavender's curiosity overcame her and she started asking Hermione questions about what happened and her and Harry. Parvati soon joined in and Hermione was politely explaining what her new condition was and how it had changed her and how it hadn't. Ron was still looking at her suspiciously like he expected her to leap across the table and tear his throat out at any moment.

Ginny was listening to Lavender give Hermione some makeup tips to help with her pale skin and maybe bring some color to her lips. Hermione was telling her that she had dark circles under her eyes earlier but Harry helped her with that. Everyone stopped and looked at Harry who just smiled and shrugged.

By the end of the feast people had relaxed a little bit around her. She had never been what anyone would call a popular girl by any measure but at least she had not had people shunning her. By the end of the feast things had gone back to mostly normal.

Professor Dumbledore asked everyone to stay calm and try to understand that a medical condition did not change the person. Did not make them a bad person. He went on to say that in the spirit of understanding the school would be hosting a tri-wizard tournament. Explaining what it was and what it would do.

On the way out of the great hall Draco sneered at Hermione with a casual toss of his hair, "Well well Potter looks like we finally found something useful for you. Sheep feeding the mongrels."
Hermione sneered back, making sure her fangs were visible, "Oh Malfoy, you are like a Pot Noodle compared to Harry so back off."

"You better back off Vampirella You might get those fangs filed."
"Yeah right I wonder just how a pure-blood tastes." She said thoughtfully while licking her lips.

Draco tried to sneer but he grew a bit paler so he just decided to wander off.

=====xxxxxx=====

On the way to the Hospital wing Harry sighed. "You know you are in a kinda dangerous position."
"I know muggle-born, and now Quasi-Vampire. Just Draco was needling me."
"You wouldn't really drink him would you?"

"No he really does remind me of a pot noodle." She laughed.

=====xxxxx====

Madam Pomfrey looked at the two who walked in. She had already been informed by the ministry of Miss Granger's physical changes. The fact that her and Harry Potter were holding hands and apparently serious was a bit of a surprise but only a minor one given how much those two seemed to care about each other.

"Good evening. Which potions are you coming to see about?"

"Uh ma'am?"

Well given from what I heard about that kiss in the great hall I would guess a Monthly for Miss Granger and a blood replenishing for Mister Potter?"

"Hermione and I just started dating this afternoon."

"Yes well if you are going to be her feeder there are some things you'll have to know Mister Potter."

"Are you psychic ma'am?"

"No just experienced. You are not the first vampiric student I have encountered. Nor are you the first student whose physical desires led them to have a little bouncing accident a few months later."

Hermione actually blushed slightly. "Uh yeah. A monthly would work and Harry will need the other."
"As I thought. If you'll excuse me I'll be right back."

While she was gone Harry stood there chuckling."
"Whats so funny."
"Just a thought."

"Care to share it buster?"

"What Sirius will say when I tell him."
"Oh dear lord. I don't even want to think about that."
Madam Pomfrey returned with a pamphlet for Harry and a dark red iron smelling potion. The pamphlet was about being a feeder for a vampire. He drank the potion with a grimace.

"Now depending on how much Miss Granger will feed off of you depends on how much you will need to take this. Hopefully not too much as your body can only be forced to produce so much blood before you get exhausted."

"Yes ma'am"

"Now I don't know if you already have or will be able to find anyone else as considerate as Mister Potter but I would spread your feeding out a bit. You should have already been given the material on it but I am duty bound to repeat it."
"I know ma'am. I do have a couple other volunteers."
"Well this will not be repeated but who are they so I can make sure they're healthy enough to participate."

"Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood."
"Oh well yes. He's a fine strapping lad. Between him and Mister Potter I'm sure they'll be able to provide for you. Miss Lovegood is such a slip of a thing you should probably only use her to top off or like an after dinner mint if you must."

Hermione looked surprised ,"Uh thank you ma'am."

"You were not expecting this were you?"

"Uh no ma'am."

"I had an older brother. He went off on his world tour and met a girl in the back streets of Calcutta. She bit him and he came back changed. His changes though were more complete than yours as he was fully infected. Our parents were scared and didn't understand. They forced him to leave home. Never to return. He was driven off by his former friends and I was forbidden from contacting him. I found out a few years later that he had stepped in front of a train." She said looking at Hermione sadly.

"Oh. I'm sorry."

"Don't be. It was long ago and it helped me decide to be a healer. Which is why I'm taking an interest in you I suppose. People will still try to get you down and blame you. Fear you. Even if you are not very changed. Stick with those that care and are willing to stick by you. They'll be important."
"Ma'am Hermione says I smell really good why is that?" Harry blurted out thinking about that.

"From what all they can gather its the same way someone might like bangers and mash while another will go for a salted kipper. Just the way the person's flavor is. You smell wonderful to Miss Granger while you might smell absolutely repugnant to another one Mister Potter. So don't read anything special into it."

"Oh okay." he said with a smile.

"Well is there anything else?"

The two teens shook their heads and departed.

======xxxxx=====

Getting ready for bed that evening Harry set the pamphlet on his nightstand. Neville and Ron both saw it.

"What's that?"

"Oh the Vampire Appreciation and Meal Provider's Society printed out pamphlets on how to be a feeder."

"You're actually going through with that?' Ron said in disgust.

"Yeah why shouldn't I"

"At least yer getting sum eh?" Seamus said with a leer.

Harry smirked while shaking his head. "Like its something I'll tell you. Although lets just say she's not a cold dead body for sure."
Seamus laughed, "First one out o the gate. Congrats Harry."

Ron was looking at Harry like he was sick and disgusted. Neville though had walked over and with a nod from Harry picked up the pamphlet.

"No way Nev. You're not considering that."
He shrugged, "I dunno. I just wanted to know what the deal was. Harry's my friend so I wanted to see what he was getting himself into."

Ron pulled his curtains closed with a clack. Neville looked to Harry who sighed.

=====xxxxx====

Fay Dunbar came up to Hermione when she came out of the shower getting ready for bed.

"Did you already feed?"

"Harry gave me a bit of a top off earlier." She said with a smile.

Lavender laughed, "Are we sure it was the top he got off?"

Parvati snickered, "Oh I'm sure the top probably did come off."

Hermione rolled her eyes but had walked into that one.

Dunbar looked at the two of them then pulled a cross up and pushed into Hermione's chest.

Hermione was started by the cool metal. It was only a few inches across and had a chain coming off of it. She sighed, "Uh Fay. The cross only works on the cursed ones not the ones changed because of the virus."

"Oh" She said pulling her arm back and looking at Hermione's chest. "But it's silver."
"Silver is for Werewolves."
"So how do we keep you away from us?"

"Well if you ask nicely I will do so. Otherwise it would be like any other person. Defense book year three page 340 talks about Viral Vampires. Just before Werewolves. Oh and in case you're interested page 300 is the cursed ones. My kind are the weaker ones."

"Oh. Okay."

She went back to her bed and used her wand to vacuum up the line of salt she had drawn around her bed. Hermione watched her go sadly when Lavender came over and put her arm around Hermione's shoulders.

"Hey its okay. Parvati and I know that Harry wouldn't let you kill us all in a bloodlust."

Hermione gave Lavender a wry look "Yeah thanks for the vote of confidence."
"No seriously. You're probably the only link to sanity he has left. If they destroyed you or got rid of you or something who knows what he would do."

"Well since even at my thirstiest I wouldn't get a blood lust or anything like that I'm pretty safe. Even turning into a vampire I'm a nice safe normal boring girl." Hermione sighed sitting on her bed.

Lavender sat down with her, "Hey its not all that bad. At least your the one to score Harry Potter."

"Oh okay. I didn't know there was that many vying for the honor."

Parvati giggled, "Oh there's been a few. I guess most of them though since he's with you and letting you suck his..blood. That'll give up on him."

Hermione giggled. It felt good to just be one of the girls. Even if Fay sat in her bad staring at her with a scarf wrapped around her neck. Hermione didn't have the heart to tell her that she could feed off anywhere on the body. As Harry had learned earlier that evening.

=====xxxxx=====

The year went well. Splitting her feeding between Neville and Harry let neither of them have to carry too heavy a burden. When Luna asked why she was being left out Hermione took a few sips from the girl to make her feel part of the party. People for the most part went back to normal, finding her and her feeding habits a bit odd, the fact she had two boys who would be alone with her with Professor approval did cause some titters among the student body.

Ron though was an example of a small minority of students who rejected her fully. They also treated Harry, Neville and Luna when it came out she was feeding Hermione with suspicion and derision. Hermione was concerned about Harry's feeling but he shrugged saying it was nothing new.

She finally made him tell her what he had promised to tell her on the train. She threatened to drink them dry when he told her about the Dursleys. He made her promise not to. Telling her they'd probably give her indigestion anyhow.

She still promised she would find a way to get him away from them. They sat and talked about the future. About how things would go and be. How he would stay with her no matter what. Even if the virus came back or she got infected again and it made her fully changed.

The year with the tournament went well enough. Her time at the bottom of the lake was disturbing a bit as she was not entirely unconscious. When Harry came back after being part of Voldemort's ritual she stood by him when everyone was against him.

The summer though saw major changes. The Ministry had acted against half breeds and other inhuman beings so Hermione was no longer allowed back at school. Harry had declared to Dumbledore he was going to go with her no matter where she went. If he had to use the knight bus and run away. If he had to run away. He was not going to stay at Hogwarts without her. He made her promise in front of Dumbledore to drain his body of all blood before she left if he wasn't with her. That way he at least would serve a good purpose.

Dumbledore recognized he was defeated by their love. He saw this was not a mere teenage drama but Hermione loved him and needed him for more than just his blood and Harry needed her.

He acquiesced and helped them move to Andorra so they could Attended Beauxbatons. They had no problem with half-breeds and others as they permitted Half-Veela among others.

The Ministry had not been told about that yet so when the Dementors came to Little Whinging in search of him he was not there. He had left already and the Dursleys who had begun to celebrate being rid of anything unnatural lost their lives to the most unnatural things in either world.

When Harry entered Beauxbatons a health exam discovered the thing behind his scar. It was dealt with in a painful but not deadly purification ritual. When asked why the purification ritual was not used on Hermione he was sad to learn that the virus changed the very pattern of a magical being. That to remove the virus would remove the magic and the longer the person had the virus the more their body became dependent on their magic to survive. Hermione had been infected for far too long by now because the window to seek the cure was only a few weeks, and that was only because of how minor her infection had been. If she had been fully infected there would have been no cure. Her life would have been dependent on her magic immediately.

When Harry and Hermione had arrived at Beauxbatons they were surprised by two of their fellow students Neville and Luna had come to be with them. Reunited they began to enjoy their lives in the beautiful mountainous country with the sparkling white castle set high upon a peak. Since the cold did not bother Hermione as much she developed a fondness for the snow.

The Ministry had sent a person to take over the school named Umbridge. She was a horrible and foul person and drove many other students away that had the means to do so. Dumbledore was ousted and came to France to tell Harry about the prophecy and his destiny. Harry was unmoved. He had no love for Dumbledore, Hogwarts, the Ministry, The British wizarding world. He was happy for once in his life. He was not going to be dragged back to that land to fight for people that did not appreciate him or the woman he loved.

Hermione did get him to write some of their friends to try and get them to leave. To come to France to join them in safety. Lavender, Susan Bones and the Creevey family had come to join them. The others had believed the ministry. Ron had been forced to write lines with Umbridge's quill that he developed a blood poison and died Lavender told them. Sirius had moved and discovered that he was not a wanted criminal in Andorra so he contacted the goblins and had his wealth transferred. He settled down and married a plump tavern girl in the village not far from the school. Remus soon joined him in the mountains and valleys.

When the Ministry fell and the war began Dumbledore began to hunt the Horcruxes himself. He had spent a month finding and forcing Horace Slughorn to tell him how many Riddle had made. With the help of the Weasley family he managed to find and destroy all but the snake. The price had been the death of Bill and Arthur.

Dumbledore himself fell to the Horcrux he discovered to also be the Resurrection stone. He came to talk to Harry to beg him to help, to fulfill his destiny for the Greater Good and Harry rebuked him. He had been lied to and manipulated. He had asked to be a child soldier and fight someone else's war. A war he no longer felt an obligation to fight. Dumbledore resigned himself and returned to Hogwarts with as many of the Order of the Phoenix and resistance fighters he could muster.

The castle had been openly taken over and turned into a school teaching the next generation of Death Eaters. Ginny had tried to organize a resistance but had been made an example of. Given to Fenrir on the night of the full moon to play with. What was left of her the next morning had been hung in the great hall as an example to others. Left in a stasis field on permanent display instead of the crystal filled hourglasses.

The war was fought in the streets of Hogsmeade and eventually in the very corridors of the castle. Harry and forces from Beauxbatons had heard of the stories of horror and knowing that if Voldemort continued to control the British wizarding world he would only get stronger until he turned his eyes on the continent like Grindelwald had done. The French wizarding world formed an army of trained wizards and witches. No children were allowed and students had to remain at school.

The war turned into a siege for two years. Other nations had come to the aide of France to invade and push the darkness back. Finally the only outpost of darkness was Hogwarts itself. By that point Harry and his friends had graduated and become full adults under Andorran and French laws. They joined the fight and worked their way through until finally Harry and Voldemort, aka Riddle himself faced off. The snake was killed by Neville with the sword of Gryffindor he had retrieved from a very upset and outraged Draco Malfoy who had claimed it as a spoil of war. It had vanished from his very hands to leap into Neville's just before he could stab Neville with it. Neville grinned and plunged the sword deep into Draco's chest before turning and chasing down Luna and Hermione who had become cornered by the snake familiar of Voldemort. Neville beheaded the snake with a mighty swing causing Riddle to stumble just as Harry struck him with a series of devastating spells.

The Death Eaters aware of their lord's demise and that they had begun to lose tried to surrender. They were taken prisoner and tried for their crimes. Unlike before no mercy or claim of being under the imperious was accepted. Anyone who had the mark was killed automatically. Those who had collaborated were placed in prison for a term then would be given probation for the rest of their lives.

On the side of light the price was high. Many had been lost, The entire Weasley family save Charlie died, The Diggorys, the Changs, Oliver Wood, Katie Bell, Many muggle-borns had been executed in camps that the Death Eaters had built.

Harry and Hermione returned to their mountain home in Andorra. They married and begun to have a truly normal life finally. Harry established himself as a driver on the F1 circuit briefly, his magic not giving him too much of an edge as the ICW watched for such things. Afterwards he became a team owner and rich playboy with a beautiful wife.

Hermione Potter his wife gave him three children. Each time she fretted that they would inherit her changes but they came out normal and healthy. They named them after family and friends. Her own career was not as public as Harry's but was just as good. She became a healer and counselor. Saving and working to save lives and keep people safe.

Neville and Luna married and enjoyed a very long life together with several children too. She found her snorckack in the mountains of Andorra amazingly enough. A small colony of them lived in the high crags and leapt from cliff to cliff blending in and hiding like shaggy rocks.

She was excited and proud. The magical creatures preserve she ran included them in their native habitat.

Neville worked with the staff at Beauxbaton's and eventually became headmaster there.

Harry, Neville and Luna still fed Hermione, going so far as to bottle and ship her it by rapid goblin post if they had to leave the area. She appreciated them more and more for that as time went on.

Harry eventually passed at the age of 120, even with being a feeder he had lived a long and healthy life, replenishing his blood often. Hermione lived only a measly thirty years more. Her changes had given her a longer life but not immortality as she pointed out to those who knew her.

Neville and Luna had crossed before them so they welcomed her across with open arms and led her to Harry who was waiting quietly on a bench for her to come and join him. Forever and a day he said.