A/N: This was my first fanfic and the first chapters certainly need some improvement. I'll be taking the time to edit it, I'll add some things and maybe erase others that don't quite fit. The changes won't be huge though and I'll be doing this slowly. So, here is the first one again with a couple of changes.

Hermione woke up in the middle of the night feeling the cold rush the dream had given her. Her face sweaty and her body feeling so heavy she could barely move.

"wh..at? ..Her..mione? What's wrong?"

Ron was a heavy sleeper. But Hermione's rush had made an awful lot of noise.

"Nothing.. Its okay, go back to sleep."

"What happened? Look at your face! You're shaking!"

"Oh, it was a bad dream. That's all. Just a bad dream."

It wasn't all just a bad dream what was concerning Ron's wife. It was more like reliving an old memory. Being inside that old woman's frightening house, left alone waiting for her best friend while he talked upstairs to the old lady. She had waited long, until an alarming feeling took over her. She ran upstairs screaming his name, begging herself to be wrong. When she got up she saw it once more. She saw it so vivid, and so real. The snake was attacking Harry, who for some reason seemed almost defenseless.

"Sorry I woke you up," she said trying to breathe slower.

"It's okay, come here..."

Ron took her in his arms, kissing her forehead. In a way, she felt better. It was just an old memory, something she hadn't dreamed of in years. She hugged Ron back feeling him breathing slowly. She gave in, and her eyes closed heavily as she fell asleep again.

The next morning Hermione was rushing through the ministry corridors. She had vital last minute information on the Gensy case. She kept remembering about the dream over and over. That same morning Ron had told her over breakfast to calm down. She had to calm down. It was all part of the consequences of the war they suffered years ago. Her memories would return once in a while in the form of dreams, she should be used by now. She brought herself back to reality the moment she bumped into someone.

"Oh Harry Hi! Sorry, I was distracted. Heading for Kingsley's office as well?"

"Yeah, he wanted to talk to me. How's the Gensy case going?"

"Great! I think I got his rout. I might even know where he's heading to next! I need to talk to Kingsley about it."

It didn't ever surprise Harry that his friend got to the bottom of these cases so fast. She was cut for solving things. It was that quality what introduced her into a career in the law enforcement department. She was always the best of helps when problems got rough for the auror's department (convenient enough for Harry and Ron). They walked together through the long corridors. He was about to ask her what she had found out when she interrupted him.

"So, how's Ginny doing? She told me a couple of days ago that pregnancy was starting to get on her nerves."

"Yeah, she misses being active", he said smiling. "It's staying in the house all day what doesn't agree with her. But besides that she looks amazing. She really does. Besides, Mrs. Weasley is really helping us out."

Harry couldn't wash the happiness of his face. That pleased Hermione. She knew how important it was for him, probably more important than for any common man, then again Harry had never been a common man.

"I'm happy for you. By the way, How's James behaving?" she said keeping up with him.

"Well good, but claiming a little extra attention. I think he's the one getting on Ginny's nerves. Hermione… Are you all right? You seem a bit... nervous," asked Harry.

Hermione saw no point on lying to him. She told him about the dream as they went up the stairs, and all the awful feelings she got just by remembering that moment.

"…but I guess Ron's right. Some things just can't be erased. And you are the one to know about that," she concluded looking at Harry. "Well! Here we are! Let's go right in. He's waiting for us."

"You were amazing that night, you know that," said Harry blocking the entrance to Kingsley's office. "You saved my life one more time. I could never thank you enough for always being there for me. But the good thing is: I'm alright now and so is Ron. Just try to stop worrying so much. Everything is fine."

He finished the sentence smiling. He placed his hand on hers and opened the door to the office.

Kingsley was waiting in front of his desk, excited about the news Hermione had to bring. She had worked hard on that case for over a month. Arckle Gensy was a wizard and a murderer who had been on the run for too long now. He was a menace to the muggle world for his insanity. Hermione had investigated meticulously his case and kept track of every single one of his appearances. She had finally concluded that his final hiding place had been in a small muggle town in the countryside probably getting ready for his next attacks. When she gave the news Kingsley seemed over pleased.

"I have to hand it to you Hermione. You are a genius!" said Kingsley.

Hermione looked pleased with herself.

"Well Harry," addressed Kingsley. "You got the information. It's time for you to take the matter into actions. This man has been giving us a real headache this last year. So I have a few requests.

"Of course," said Harry.

"I want you to take the capturing mission along with Ron. I know you two will achieve it once and for all. I don't want to get too many people involved here but you should of course take a third auror to help you out, someone new maybe."

"Yes, of course. No problem."

Hermione took a deep breath. She was expecting that. Harry and Ron were often the first choice, but she realized the Gensy case had to be given to the best there was, since the man was so slippery. The thought of it, though, still scared her.

"And…" continued Kingsley when they thought he was finished "I want Hermione to come along as well".

"What? No. Out of the question!" established Harry when he heard such nonsense.

"Sorry Harry but she is after all the one who has been on his tracks for the past months. I'm sure you will need her. What do you think Hermione?"

"Yes…" she said with the news hitting her, "I can come along".

"Hermione, it's too dangerous. The guy is a maniac!"

"Oh! Because I have never been forced to confront dangerous situations or maniac men before! Sorry Harry but I can't stay here knowing I'm much more useful to the case." She gave him a hard look before lowering her voice to almost a whisper. "Try to stop worrying so much. Everything will be fine."

Harry didn't hesitate when returning the same hard look to her. He certainly didn't want her to go. How could he talk her out of it? It was probably stupid just to try. Suddenly he remembered someone who wasn't going to enjoy the idea at all.