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Chapter 6

Hermione, now known as Herminia or preferably Jean followed her new acquaintances towards the great doors of the great hall, she had gone into shock shortly after seeing James Potter, but she'd managed to hide it behind her ice cold facade. Skimming her schedule she smiled at the subjects Albus had chosen for her...
Flashback:
You want to attend Hogwarts? A seemingly surprised Dumbledore asked her
"Yes" she confirmed. "I'll be your eyes and ears, there are people I have to protect, people whose fate I will meddle with..." She looked at him, her ice-cold gaze piercing his shell. "The world is not black and white, nor does everyone deserve a second chance! We won't win this war by being good and shooting stunners! I agree with your 'philosophies' in many cases Albus but not in this one. However even I must admit that there are victims of circumstance."
Dumbledore lost the twinkle in his eye and looked at her with a war hardened calculating gaze,
"So, what do you propose to do with these victims of circumstance?"
" identify and save... What we can." "And..."
" I know three from the future, but one of them is probably already lost. Look Albus, the future you disapproved of my methods and I'm guessing you probably will too but I have to do whatever it takes to win this war, because if we don't win we're in deep shit."

"Fine, fine" Dumbledore replied resigned,

"So what classes do you want to take?"

"Just apply me for whatever you think would be beneficial to my mission"

"Alright, just promise an old man something…"

"What?"

"Stay safe"

"That's not something I can guarantee…"

Flashback end

As they walked out of the great hall, Esther snatched Hermione's schedule out of her hands.

"No fair, I wanted to be in the same classes as you" she whined as she passed around Hermione's now slightly crumpled schedule.
"It looks like you have the same schedule as Lily"

"Alright I'll show you around." Lily stated although hesitantly. Marlene frowned; Lily would usually jump at the chance of helping some one. Had something happened to the two of them? They walked down the steps into the courtyard and Hermione suddenly froze at the bottom, her vision grew black and she fell to her knees as memories overran her mind.

Flashback

She twirled around duelling 3 deatheaters at once, Tonks by her side as red and green spells whizzed past. She seemed to be dancing over the battlefield leaving behind a trail of death and destruction, cutting down numerous deatheaters. It seemed as if they were winning, the light side had little losses compared to Voldemort's but then the dark lords reinforcements came. Vampires, Giants, Werewolves and Hags broke into Hogwarts.

…Tonks crushed underneath a wall. Her lifeless eyes and mouth open in pain and schock…

… Ron lying in a puddle of his own blood mangled and disfigured by werewolves…

…Remus being torn apart by an alpha werewolf…

…Professor McGonagall being drained of her blood by a Vampire…

…Countless students being crushed by the giants clubs…

The courtyard was now littered with the bodies of their allies, dark creatures were closing in on her. Look outside the archway in a last appeal to hope she saw Harry being struck by Voldemort's killing curse. She she cursed and did the only thing she could do run…

Flashback and

"Jean hey Jean are you alright" Hermione heard Esther say as she crouched down to where Hermione was sitting. She was vaguely aware that her cheeks were wet and that she was huddled in a small ball in a corner on the floor. Her hands were shaking as she tried to block out the terrible memories that were flooding her mind, when she felt strong arms picking her up. Despite herself she nuzzled her head into the strangest shoulders and let herself be carried away.

Sirius P.O.V

That girl fascinated him and he found himself constantly observing her. When they had come into the great hall shits different slightly and she looked like she had seen a ghost when James had introduced himself. The others probably wouldn't have noticed that growing up with stoic and ice-cold pure-bloods who had let him get very good at reading people, a talent he hated using as it reminded him of his less than stellar childhood. The girl Jean seemed very glad when Lily announced their leaving of the great hall. Immediately after they had left the great hall he excused himself and ran off behind them. When he had left the table he heard his mates whispering about him being smitten, he was not thank you very much.

'I'm not smitten just interested'

"More like fascinated" an annoying voice said inside his head

"Shut up" he growled, making people around to jump away and scratch their heads and wondering. His pace fastened when he had a heart-wrenching scream come from the courtyard in front of the great hall. He turned in his heel and in large quick strides he made his way towards the cry what is saw genuinely shocked him. In the corner of the courtyard the new girl, Jean sat. Her knees to her chest and her head was resting on her arms which are wrapped around her knees. She shook so hard it seemed she would shatter. Lily and her friends were standing around her hiding her from view. That's you girl was crouching down trying to communicate with her. It seemed to him the new girl was having a panic attack or something of the sort.

"Black, what should we do?" Lily asked hysterical voice

"Why you asking me? I'm not a bloody healer." I replied raising my voice slightly dam this really wasn't my day.

So I did the only thing I could think about the moment and it was more of an instinct, I picked Jean up and carried her to the hospital wing. Maybe Mme Pomfrey would know what to do with her. Jean seemed to be quite comfortable in my arms and nuzzled her head into my shoulder, but she didn't seem to know it was me. She was probably just looking for comfort like I had the terrible days of my childhood; except for me there was no one there. I cleared those thoughts from my head as I made my way to the hospital wing. Lily's questioning of my sanity, picking up a person who was having a panic attack fresh in my ears. She seemed perfect in my arms… no, bad Sirius. She's having a panic attack and you're getting hung up on your crush. Bad Sirius, Bad Sirius…_

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