Author: As an author there are things you like to right, and things you write that just happen to take off. This story is one of them, aside from this story I have four to five others I'm working on two are originals, another is one that is being published and two others on this very account...wait more then five anyway. Since you guys likes this story soo much and give me an amzing amount of feedback I pushed it ahead. I hate to admit this but reviews make me feel more inclined to update, because they make my heart flutter at how lucky I am to have people read and like my stuff, so thank you, so very much for enjoying my nonsense, thanks.

Dislaimer: Harry potter and Edward belong to their creators, but romanov and the Prof are mine.

"This life is what you make it. No matter what, you're going to mess up sometimes, it's a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you're going to mess it up. Girls will be your friends - they'll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, some go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they're your true best friends. Don't let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world.

As for lovers, well, they'll come and go too. And baby, I hate to say it, most of them - actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can't give up because if you give up, you'll never find your soulmate.

You'll never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything. Just because you fail once, doesn't mean you're gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don't, then who will, sweetie? So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life's a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about."

~~MONROE

Continuing from Forks and sporks Chapter 14...

A darken room, filled with the glow of candle light, echoed with the screams of two women lying on top of a raised alter. Their backs were fully arched, as they fought whatever was growing inside of them.

They scratched at their distended stomachs that were moving, the chains on their wrist rattled as they jerked back in forth. After a few minutes the women sitting on the throne across from them stood, walking down the stairs she moved over to the alter, her long coat and skirts brushed against the ground.

Her eye glowed red as she reached over to one of the women, and wrapped her fingers around the young woman's throat and squeezed, the young woman jerked, panting she tried to breathe, with one last scream she felt her neck snap.

Romanov removed her hand from the dead girl's throat, and sliding her hand down to the young girls stomach she slammed her fist inside of it, causing the dead body to jerk up, she moved her hand around something grabbing it she jerked it out of the hole she made with her fist.

Babies cries filled the air, she smirked at the creature moving in her hand,"Ah, success, a child from a human and Vampire, but…you are worthless for you are not gifted."

She tossed the baby, ignoring the sound from the Professor who caught the child, "I want a child from gifted blood lines. Prof. do not fail me in this, understand. Now that we know it will work, we will gain an interesting army."

She let the silence grow as she walked back towards her throne hidden in darkness.

Hermione stood in the center of a forest, the tree leaves swayed back and forth from an unseen wind. She jerked around confused, and suspicious of her surroundings, she'd been blocking her dreams of late, most of them featured her parents talking dead bodies.

"Hermione, is that you?"

Hermione jerked around, her skirts whipped at her legs with her sudden movement, her eyes widened, "Jasper…W-How did you find me?"

He didn't respond, instead he rushed forward and pulled her into his arms, she couldn't help falling naturally into his arms, they fit so well together. She laid her head on his chest, she couldn't reject this moment even if it was a dream.

"A-are you far away, Hermione?"

Hermione pulled away slightly and looked up into Jaspers eyes, she searched them for the same longing she felt for him, and she was not disappointed. Was she selfish for wanting to see it there, "I'm not far but for us to be together would be more difficult then you realize."

Jasper pulled her away from him, his expression desperate "I don't care if you're a witch, are you're parents keeping you away?"

Hermione felt the sting of her lie then, she raised her hands, removing Jaspers from her arms. "I-My parents are not alive…they died, during the war…or more because of it."

Jasper eyes filled with confusion, "Then who, I mean is that why we never met them, who are you Hermione?"

Hermione went to answer, only to feel the wind begin to blow harder it whipped up her skirts, and hair, causing them to slap at her face. The surroundings changed from the light filled forest to the empty hallways of Hogwarts castle, Hermione lowered her hands, and noticed Jaspers surprised look.

She noticed her hair first, it was black; her robes were green and black, the snaps silver and the lining gold.

She turned her hands back and forth, they were pale and her nails black, she jerked her gaze up to Jaspers, pained, "I'm a soldier, and I've been fighting for the minister, my best friend and the Hero of our world since I was eleven years old."

Jasper stared at the creature before him, he didn't understand, "Y-your appearance…why has it changed, what are you?"

Hermione inwardly winced, "I gave up my humanity to save our world, after my parents death, me and a few others, made a deal with a necromancer and took on the essence of demons that'd killed over a hundred people in their time…in result those souls, and destinies reside in my blood. I am a weapon, my pur…"

She was cut off by Jasper grabbing her forward and placing his lips upon hers, Hermione melted her nails digging into his skin, Jasper hissed and pulled his head back, only to have his golden glowing eyes meet Hermione's black ones, "Then you and I are the same, and I will not leave you alone ever again."

Hermione shook her head at his promise, the only reason her and Draco were allowed out of Britain were missions, other than that they were under constant surveillance; it was only thanks to Harry that they had somewhat a normal life.

"Jasper, you don't…"

Jasper cut her off, placing a finger on her lips, his eyes intent, "I will find you Hermione, and when I do nothing will keep us apart."

The intensity of his gaze, made Hermione want to believe him, even if she knew it would be impossible. She decided she wouldn't waste her dream talking, grabbing him behind the head she jerked him down for another one of those mind blowing kisses, and maybe some other fun too.

Draco glared at Pansy, "No, I'm not…I can't be, I'm still changing."

Pansy, sitting behind her desk, her spectacles firmly in place leaned back in her comfy desk chair and smirked, "Whatever you were doing in America seemed to speed up your change, did you accept the women inside you Daccy?"

Draco glared before standing this news had made him antsy; he walked back and forth, twisting the end of his braid around his finger, "I'm not going to even mention how ridiculous that nickname is, wait I just did. How in god's name did this happen?"

Pansy chuckled, "Well you know, two people who are either really, really in love or just freaking horney decided to have un-protected sex and then "BAM" baby!"

Draco stopped midway in his circling of Pansy's office, and just stared at her, before slowly shaking his head, "No,no I'm not going to believe this, I'm going to another doctor, I wouldn't put it past you to be playing some kind of trick, you and that damn Weasly!"

Pansy watched the flustered female Malfoy slam out of her office.

She counted, "10, 9, 8…"

The door slammed back open,"Dammit, no one else can know about this."

He dropped into the chair sitting in front of Pansy's desk his face filled with confusion, "What do I do Pans, I'm carrying a teen wolfs baby."

Nott leaned back avoiding Rons swipe at him, "Hahaha, is that all you got Weasly?!"

Ron raised his fist again, to punch an already heavily bruised Nott again, only to have Harry speak, "Stop, it's enough."

Ron nodded and backed down; he took a step back and let Harry take his spot. They were on level eleven were the most dangerous criminals were kept, those that the public really didn't need to know about.

The interrogation room was dark and dank like they were often depicted in movies. Harry walked over to Nott who leaned against the stone wall and lowered himself on his haunches.

"Nott, Nott, Nott why are you being so stubborn, I know that at any time you could walk out. Nott I don't like feeling like, I'm being played."

Harry reached forward and grabbed the back of Nott's head and jerked his head, forcing Nott's icy blue eyes to meet Harry's acid green ones, "I'm not as patient as I was when I was younger, and you need to tell me why Romanov would have an interest in the Vampires of Forks… I'm really almost dying to know."

Nott panted, it was hard to breathe out of a broken nose, "hah, hah Potter, if you think for one second you intimidate me, you might as well sick you red dog on me again."

He jerked his head out of Harry's hand and settled himself closer to the wall, "Hogwarts was long ago and none of us are as patient or as weak as we were back then, Potter!"

Harry narrowed his eyes, before he dropped his head, turning it to the side he stood up, "Fine then, how about, crucio, less Hogwarts."

Notts entire body tensed, he started to shake as the pain slid its way up from his toes to his chest, he face turning red he yelled out, "POTTER!"

Harry sighed leaving the interrogation room behind, and letting the spell drop when he got inside the elevator. Ron was use to this; they were soldiers now and like Nott and Harry had pointed out not little boys trying to defeat a psycho anymore.

Hermione tossed and turned in bed, her body covered in sweat wrestled with the sheets that wrapped around her like a snake. The walls of her apartment vibrated with a quiet force from the loose magic that she was pouring out.

She jerked up, her hand covering he chest, she breathed deep and fast. Her eyes wide searched the corners of her room; her eyes filled with anxiety searched them for the source of nightmare.

She slowly came to realize that she there was no other person in the room.

Turning she reached for her lamp, reaching up she flicked it on. Falling back down, amongst her pillows she stared at the ceiling, she couldn't keep having these dreams filled with death, blood, and sex.

She turned her head towards the windows that faced the veranda outside. She grimaced trying to find some peace in the view of the tall buildings in downtown London. Sadly, it didn't help, sighing her eyes fell on the clock on wall.

"Damn-it!"

She jumped out of bed, her feet hitting the cold wood flooring at run. How she could be late for her first day back at work, she didn't know.

Draco didn't want to move from his toilets side it was currently his favorite hangout spot.

Not feeling nauseous anymore, he got up and reached forward to flush the toilet, he used his other hand to grab the towel hanging up next to it.

He turned towards the sink; his hair was wild around his head. He looked horrible, and that was saying something. He'd probably should call Pansy about it, but he didn't want to have to face a long speech about the do's and don'ts of being preggers, and since it seemed to come and go he wouldn't make a big deal out of.

Splashing his face, he used the towel to wipe it, throwing it to the side he reached for his tooth brush; he hated the taste of vomit.

Hermione's boots clicked against the marbled floor as she entered the ministry, she nodded to those who saluted her. Her hair was pulled up into a severe chignon; it's black coloring giving her a severe appearance.

She walked towards the elevator, pressing the button, she waited silently until an arm added its weight to her shoulder, "Dean, I'm willing and able to kill you."

Dean chest vibrated with his laughter, he smiled, and Hermione smirked before entering the elevator once it arrived. Dean following her, "Granger when you'd become such a bad ass?"

Hermione rolled her eyes at him; Dean still carried the same handsome smile which shined up his face. And despite his wife request he'd grown out his dreads and kept them in a braided ponytail.

"When you hit puberty, did the new trainees arrive today?"

Dean nodded, "Yep, our sector has been busy with the background checks, and testing, but it was harder since the 'worm' wasn't here."

Hermione glared at him, when the elevator came to a stop, Draco in his male form stood outside of it, arguing with Marcus Flint, "Dammit, Marcus I gave you year '32 you're the one who told the dumb girl it was '12!"

Draco pushed past him and entered the elevator, the Hermione waved bye to Marcus when the doors closed, "What was that about?"

Draco leaned back against the elevator walls, "He's trying to get with Clearwater, but the idiot doesn't know a thing about girls…or wines."

Hermione laughed, "And you will help him?"

Dean shook his head, "I think that might be even worse."

They both laughed, Draco pouted, "Yes laugh at me the closet bi-sexual, because I carry new organs, jerks."

Hermione nodded, "We are those, anyway, Dean's told me the new trainees are here, so you can get out some of your frustration."

Dean groaned, "Ugh, now I'm going to have to do psych reports, remember what he did to them last time."

He shuddered, reaching forward he pressed the stop button on level 7, "Sharks were okay, but that damn killer whale was too much, even for me." He shuddered, before waving by as he exited, leaving the two alone in the elevator.

Draco didn't look at Hermione when he asked, "Are you still..."

"No." Hermione cut him off sharply, "We can't Draco, we had a mission, we succeeded, we can't reminisce about a lie."

He nodded straightening up, before they both got off on the SA level 11.

He walked alongside her, "I'm trying to rehash old memories, but for some reason I think it's odd that we were able to get Nott so easily, especially since he'd partnered with that Victoria person."

Hermione nodded, reaching in her pocket she pulled out blueberry flavored lollipop, unwrapping it she leaned against the wall, when they came to a stop in front of one of the many offices, she watched as Draco put the password in the key lock, "I think the same, but at least if he's here we can keep an eye out for him."

Author: Alright Reviews please, I'm not going to point any fingers (you!) but I kind of pushed this story ahead of my other projects so feedback peeps!