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nauticalparamour · 2 months

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Sleeper

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"Why are you even giving me a mission?" Sirius asked, petulantly flopping into a chair, uncaring if the noise woke the toddler. "Voldemort is dead."

"For now," Dumbledore said, cryptically. The silence between them stretched for seconds, but it felt like hours to Sirius as the meaning sunk in. "Voldemort, I fear, will be back. And this time, I plan on having someone under deep cover."

"What? You want it to be me?" Sirius asked, incredulous, his eyebrow knitted together. He was probably the best equipped to navigate the pureblood world, remembering all his lessons as a child. "But everyone knows that I've been disowned. I don't see how that would be much help. And how does she fit in?"

"She is going to be the tool you use to get back in with your family," Dumbledore said, beginning to reveal his plans. "She is an orphan, in need of a family. We will perform a blood ritual tonight that will make her your daughter, flesh and blood. You can use her to get your mother to allow you back into the family."

Sirius felt as if a stone had settled into the pit of his stomach. He didn't even want to think about his mother! He was just hoping he could go to one of his uncles instead. "She won't buy it. And unless that girl actually becomes a pureblood, she will just toss me back out on the street."

"I'd considered that..." Dumbledore said, looking at Sirius over his half-moon spectacles. "I figured the best story is that you didn't know of her existence. The McKinnons were in hiding for over a year before they were killed. And I believe you dated their daughter, Marlene?"

Sirius resisted the urge to sneer at his words. Dumbledore really had sorted everything out, hadn't he? Just how long had he been planning this?

But, it was a stroke of brilliance. No one could corroborate if Marlene was pregnant or had given birth. Plus, the McKinnons were pureblood, though not a part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight. Walburga wouldn't like it, but she wouldn't deny the girl either.

"What makes you think that I am even capable of taking care of a child?" he asked.

Sirius could have sworn that Dumbledore smirked at him. "Weren't you the one who was so eager to take custody of Harry tonight?" he asked. "Surely, if you are capable of taking care of Harry, you can take care of her."

"That's not the same and you know it!" Sirius raged, only to stop when he saw the little girl on the settee stir, disturbed by the raised voices. "How does she fit into this more broadly? I can't raise a muggleborn as a pureblood...to teach her to hate her own kind. It's not right," he said, thinking of the sad life he was damning her to.

"Don't you see? She will help you. And later on, she will be able to give us intelligence, too," Dumbledore said. "We know that Voldemort had a recruitment network in Hogwarts. Just look at Regulus."

Sirius scowled. Dumbledore always knew exactly which buttons to push. Sirius always cared for his brother, even though his allegiance to the Dark side had separated them.

"She will talk like a pureblood, act like a pureblood, understand pureblood traditions better than a pureblood," Dumbledore continued. "By the time she reaches Hogwarts, no one will question her."

After the death of James and Lily, Sirius and Hermione become a sleeper cell, determined to take down the Death Eaters from the inside.

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#my completed fics #sleeper #theo x hermione #theomione #theo nott #pureblood!hermione #slytherin!hermione #sirius as hermione's father #fanfic #fanfiction #nauticalparamour

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celestialseawitch-ff · 2 years

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Of Magical Descent

🌟 New Chapter! 🌟 Rating: T Characters: Hermione Granger/Harry Potter, Ensemble Cast Summary: Hermione Granger was sick. She was sick and she wasn't waking up. Harry, in a moment of bravery, steals her away from Hogwarts to get her help and ends up with a well-known Death Eater. And this Death Eater knows far more about Hermione than he should -- that's when things start to get complicated for all involved and then it just keeps getting worse.

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#fanfiction #hp fanfic #fan fic #harry potter #harmony #hermione granger #fanfic #fan fiction #celestialseawitch #harry potter fanfiction #Slytherins #Ensemble cast #Sirius Black #Remus Lupin #Sirius acting as Harry's father #Lord Nott #Minerva McGonagall #Hermione Granger is a pure-blood #pureblood!hermione

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wizardemotions · 2 months

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pinterest showed me some screenshots of posts that gave me the concept for an au where both harry and ron are sorted slytherin & draco is just slightly less rude in the first book. i could go into why i think this makes a lot of sense for ron but i won't. i've affectionately dubbed them the platinum quartet in my head and they will not leave me the fuck alone

#quill to paper #draco malfoy #harry potter #ron weasley #hermione granger #romione #drarry #slytherin harry #slytherin ron #golden trio #platinum quartet #actually i'll go into why it makes sense for ron here in the tags.#imho a major slytherin trait is ambition #and ron *has* ambition he's just never had it actively encouraged and fostered #book fucking one the mirror of erised shows him winning the quidditch cup & being head boy and all #he HAS ambition! and by god does he have something to *prove*#youngest weasley boy who desperately wants to do something different from his family #not get lumped in as 'just another weasley'#he's the anti-sirius in this context tbqh. old pureblood family of gryffindors and he's plastering his room at the burrow w green and silver #in my head draco is also in the train compartment when ron walks in and asks to sit there & harry speaks first so draco shuts up #a little tense but draco also relaxes a little bit. he's ELEVEN he just wants FRIENDS.#ron watches the boys he sat with on the train both get sorted slytherin and has just the biggest burning desire an 11 yr old can have #to get into slytherin instead of gryffindor. to do something different from his other siblings at the gryff table. to Prove Something #the hats like 'ohh. a weasley huh. but so much to prove... there's real ambition #and the potential for cunning... slytherin? alright #good luck! slytherin it is!'#and draco's smug little ass is like 'i suppose there's hope for the weasleys yet if they can turn out a slytherin #and ron is psyched out of his eleven year old gourd bc harry fucking potter is grinning and clapping for him #and also because percy n the twins look SHOCKED AS FUCK as do half the profs #snape is over at the table realizing w complete clarity that he's going to be put thru the ringer as slyth head of house these next 7 yrs

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dark-elf-writes · 1 day

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Was thinking about eleven year old Fawn Spots Harry and made myself laugh because he would be so angry that technology doesn’t work at Hogwarts.

Full on “What do you mean Olympus has cell service and the middle of Scotland doesn’t?! It’s not even the same plane of fucking existence and calls aren’t even long distance!” Little man has not been more than a phone call away from his family since he was adopted and he is not coping well, but beyond that the lack of online databases, easy way to compile notes and write the eight million essays they’re assigned, and actual entertainment that isn’t ’dangerous flying dodgeball’ (which he does love tbh but still not everyone does) would drive him up the wall. Fuck the lack of things like highlighters and binders would piss him off.

He would show up with a spiral notebook and a mechanical pencil and a pureblood child would pass out from shock. He writes his family constantly begging for any and all stationary they can send. He uses breaks to type up last term’s notes and introduces the first final study guide in Times New Roman into Hogwarts and makes a killing off of selling them. The older pureblood students beg on bended knee for help making their own and the muggleborns realize oh shit they can corner the market per year and subject. Harry will drag Hogwarts into the modern age if he has to do so kicking and screaming.

#the elf talks #harry potter #fawn spots au #Hermione sees him pull out a folder and immediately writes home because god dammit she misses her trapper keeper #the muggleborns all have an underground meme market and everyone else is so confuse #Dean sending those flying notes to Rick Roll other muggle raised students and being so damn smug about it #he took a whole summer to learn how to draw Rick astley from memory just for this #the twins see the psychic damage this does and help him charm it to play the song too #Hogwarts becomes a lot more chaotic in the 2000’s #Percy is the one to figure out how to get tech to work around magic #purebloods are sheltered Victorian children and Harry will find a way to put one in a coma by playing WAP

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dracothedeatheatermalfoy · 2 months

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Let's share a secret look.. Granger..

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incorrectrigel · 10 months

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Harry: And that's the plan. Does anyone have any questions? Hermione: Is this legal? Leo: Does anyone have any relevant questions?

#rigel black chronicles #incorrect rigel black #incorrect hp quotes #incorrect quotes #incorrect harry potter quotes #rigel black #harriet potter #lionel hurst #hermione granger #lower alleys #overheard in the lower alleys #murkybluematter #the pureblood pretense #hp fanfic

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fanfic-lover-girl · 7 months

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Pureblood Purists Actually Have Valid Concerns

Disclaimers

Before I start my post let me make 2 disclaimers since some people have a tendency to twist words on Tumblr:

Not all blood purists were death eaters. I am not condoning DE terrorism here. I am referring to people who held pureblood beliefs but never fought in a war to oppress people.

Harry Potter is a fictional world. My arguments are not meant to be extended to the real world.

Assumption about Magic

JKR does not specify the origin of magic. Is it like ATLA where it's a spiritual kind of thing and people are blessed by Lady Magic? Or is it a gene thing and wizards are a subspecies of human? For me, I am going to go with magic being a gene thing. If magic was like bending in ATLA then wizards should not be such a tiny minority.

Missed Potential of Umbridge Interrogation Scene

This post was inspired by Book 7, Chapter 13 – The Muggle-born Registration Commission. Specifically, the part where Umbridge is interrogating this poor muggle-borne woman named Mrs Cattermole.

‘Could you please tell us from which witch or wizard you took that wand?’

Umbridge's line of questioning is so ridiculous and JKR missed a golden opportunity to introduce some nuance here. She paints all purebloods who are not blood traitors as evil/bigoted. Just because this is a kid's book it does not mean she has to treat kids like idiots. Instead of painting purebloods as bigoted fools who believe magic can be stolen or sadists making up crack in this sham kangaroo court, she could have used this dialogue to present valid and ignored concerns of purebloods. Instead of crap like this, the Voldemort regime could be jailing purebloods who married muggles or mugglebornes on the count of them diluting their race. Or maybe firing half-bloods and mugglebornes and giving those jobs to purebloods. These actions are still wrong but at least they would be rational and add some depth. And purebloods have serious cause for concern. Let me point out 5.

Concern 1 - Existence of Squibs

In the books, we don't know the blood status of the parents of prominent squibs like Filch. But I bet the likelihood of your kid being a squib increases dramatically if one of the parents is muggleborne.

It makes sense to me that mugglebornes could be descendants of squibs. Making mugglebornes basically muggles who won the genetic lottery. In book 2 I think, Arthur claimed Granger was a historical wizard figure and asked Hermione if she bore a relation to him. She denies this but what if someone in the Granger family was a squib in the past and years later she got lucky?? So basically if you mate with a muggleborne, you are basically reproducing with a muggle. Which in turn increases the chances of a squib kid. Squibs can't function in the magic world properly.

Concern 2 - Wizards are a minority

Wizards are a minority in a muggle majority. It's a fact that minorities are wiped out when they reproduce with the majority.

Hagrid says this in book 2:

“Dirty blood, see. Common blood. It’s mad. Most wizards these days are half-blood anyway. If we hadn’t married Muggles we’d’ve died out.”

If Hagrid is right and most wizards are half-blood, how is this a good thing? Given enough time, if wizards keep diluting their race like this by reproducing with muggles, the wizard minority will slowly be erased which leads to...

Concern 3 - Cultural Erasure

It's more than just blood dilution but loss of tradition. Even if a muggleborne like Hermione integrates into the wizarding world, she will never truly grasp certain customs and traditions that pureblood families like the Weasleys and Malfoys will. For example, I came to the US for college. Even though I have been here for half a decade now, I will never understand what it is like to grow up as a kid in the US. I don't appreciate US holidays like Thanksgiving and Memorial Day. My kid likely will but they will have to learn those customs from an external source or maybe my future husband's family. Someone like Hermione may even see some pureblood/wizarding traditions as archaic and unnecessary. Over time, wizards will lose their culture and practically become muggles with magic. Which is why Hermione being minister of magic sometimes leaves a sour taste in my mouth. There's a reason why only born citizens can become president/prime minister for countries like the US (I would like to believe there is a reason anyway).

Concern 4 - Reproductive Issues?

Also, why did wizards need muggles to survive in the first place? Were the women/men having fertility issues? Was the wizarding population so minuscule that they were inbreeding? Or were they simply just horny for muggles? If small native/African tribes are/were able to survive without reproducing with white invaders or other outsiders why is it different for wizards??

Concern 5 - Lack of New Blood

Still focusing on Hagrid's quote. Let's say every pureblood family started with a muggleborne wizard/witch. Therefore given enough generations, Granger could theoretically become a pureblood name like Malfoy or Weasley. But there's a problem: there aren't enough mugglebornes!

Read Hagrid's quote carefully. He said wizards would have died out if they did not intermarry with muggles. Not that wizards would have died out without mugglebornes adding to the population!

This further adds to my blood dilution argument. Basically, we have a fixed magical gene pool which is being stretched every generation with more and more half-bloods being popped out.

Conclusion

Pureblood purists have rational reasons to favour blood purity and to be frustrated with "blood traitors". As more pureblood families like the Weasleys intermarry with muggles/mugglebornes, there is an ever-smaller marriage pool for purebloods. Throw in cultural dilution too.

If JKR wanted to add depth to the muggleborne discrimination, she should have shown how mugglebornes are critical to the survival of wizarding kind and how much purebloods actually need them. Maybe show them using their muggle knowledge to improve wizarding society while she's at it too? But it's like muggebornes like Lily and Hermione have amnesia and forget all about their muggle background! At least make wizards reap the benefit of magic and technology to balance out the issues of reproducing with mugglebornes and muggles.

I just wish JKR could have given purebloods more of a voice. Not all purebloods are crazy, bloodthirsty DEs or Dumbledore bootlickers. And oftentimes, there are reasons behind discrimination that should be examined and explored, instead of just demonized. Harry Potter is seven books worth of wasted potential. I don't know how anyone can say JKR was excellent at world building when the wizarding world feels so tiny and incomplete.

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victoriacrownedpigeon · 11 months

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Wizarding Blood-Purity is a Sham

I think that a lot of people forget that Salazar Slytherin wasn't racist.

And no, before you go all crazy on me just remember in the second book, when fear and anger and all kinds of emotions were running wild and everyone distrusted Slytherin House, students asked a teacher about what happened. And that teacher, a ghost who for all we know could have been there when it actually happened, gave an honest answer.

"Slytherin wished to be more selective about the students admitted to Hogwarts. He believed that magical learning should be kept within all-magic families. He disliked taking students of Muggle parentage, believing them to be untrustworthy."

Look at the language. Look at it, and understand that Salazar didn't see Muggle-borns as inferior, as worse. He saw them as untrustworthy.

Why, you ask? Well Professor Binns answers that as well!

"[The founders] built this castle together, far from prying Muggle eyes, for it was an age when magic was feared by common people, and witches and wizard suffered much persecution."

Salazar didn't like Muggles because they were hunting his family, his people, and persecuting them with horrific violence. He didn't trust Muggle-borns because how could he know that they wouldn't betray the magical world and tell their families that the kid two villages over practices magic with him on Tuesdays?

And yes, witches and wizards had ways to make it look like they burned at the stake when they actually survived, such as the Flame-Freezing Charm. But young children, with little control over their magic? If they were caught or exposed, well, it probably wouldn't end well for them.

Plus, wizardkind is outnumbered by Muggles, by a huge amount. If a village of Muggles who hated and feared magic discovered that a family of wizards and witches was among them, the parents would be burdened with trying to flee from a few hundred people while protecting their kids (who can't control their magic).

Salazar Slytherin didn't like Muggles or Muggle-borns. He hated them and feared them, not because they were inferior, but because they were dangerous. And while murdering children with a giant snake is not a good way to solve this danger to his family, people, and culture, it HAS to be seen that his actions were born not from arrogance, but from fear.

And there were Slytherins who knew this, long before Muggles had become so othered from wizarding society that some families started to believe that Muggles were inferior to those with "pure blood." Like Merlin, Prince of Enchanters, arguably the greatest wizard of all time, who founded the Order of Merlin to protect and aid Muggles, whose name has become synonymous with Muggle rights activisim. Merlin, a Slytherin.

If Salazar Slytherin was alive in the 20th century, he would laugh at the idea that Muggles were inferior. He would be the first to point out that Lily Evans and Hermione Granger, the brightest witches of their age, were Muggle-born. He would scorn the idea that pure-bloods were better, saying if that's true, why is Draco Malfoy, a pure-blood, second to a Muggle-born?

Salazar had questionable morals, to be sure (anyone who doesn't think so can re-read the Chamber of Secrets, where he hid a giant snake in a school full of children to murder the ones he deemed dangerous). But he never, never once thought that Muggles were inferior to wizards.

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bzoumoon · 4 months

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dreamers often lie ✨🐍

after learning that her boyfriend cheated on her over the summer, hermione picks a fight that divides slytherin house and puts their silver prince in the hot seat. however, it’s not enough to publicly embarrass draco malfoy. she needs revenge.

enter fred weasley, who is willing to absolutely terrorize the ferret, but only if hermione will help him in return.

the triwizard tournament is kicking off, tensions and hormones are running high, and hermione strikes a deal that will tip the scale of second wizarding war.

#hp #hp fanfic #slytherin Hermione #pureblood hermione #fremione

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onepawproductions · 1 month

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Chapter 17, The Muddy Princess, by Colubrina

Expand for Earlier Chapters!

The Muddy Princess, Chapter 01

The Muddy Princess, Chapter 02

The Muddy Princess Chapter 03

The Muddy Princess, Chapter 04

The Muddy Princess, Chapter 05

The Muddy Princess, Chapter 06

The Muddy Princess, Chapter 07

The Muddy Princess, Chapter 08

The Muddy Princess, Chapter 09

The Muddy Princess, Chapter 10

The Muddy Princess, Chapter 11

The Muddy Princess, Chapter 12

The Muddy Princess, Chapter 13

The Muddy Princess, Chapter 14

The Muddy Princess, Chapter 15

The Muddy Princess, Chapter 16

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omgkatsudonplease · 5 months

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[Image Description: Ron, Hermione, Draco, and Harry have a conversation in the hallways at Hogwarts. They are all dressed in uniforms that are slightly more old-fashioned than the film ones, incorporating breeches, waistcoats, and gloves.]

Lord Harry Potter and the Cursed Cup, a fic by @omgkatsudonplease with banner art by the excellent @splashofcolour23

Hermione was looking put-out by the time they had finished scrubbing out their cauldrons. “It’s not the Chizpurfle’s fault that it’s drawn to magic,” she complained as they filed out of the classroom in search of lunch. “I mean, it’s like a magical scavenger, right? It’s got an ecological role just like maggots and worms do.” “Maggots and worms have got roles?” echoed Ron. “Well—yes! They’re supposed to help decompose dead things and bring their nutrients back into the soil! I imagine the Chizpurfle does the same to magical creatures!” Ron sighed. “They’re just parasites, Hermione. They eat up sources of magic and make them useless. Mum has to spray our wardstone with anti-Chizpurfle potion just to make sure the buggers don’t wreck the house.” Hermione made a face. “I just don’t like that we had to watch them getting eaten,” she said. “I bet Hagrid wouldn’t have had us killing Chizpurfles our first day back.” “That’s because Hagrid would have us studying whatever horrible new monster he’s bred over the summer,” said Ron. “Five Sickles that it breathes fire.” “Ten Sickles that it’s venomous,” added Harry. “What are we betting on?” asked Draco as he insinuated himself between Harry and Hermione. “The monstrous appendages on Hagrid’s new species,” said Ron at the same time that Hermione insisted, “Never you mind.” Immediately, Draco’s eyes lit up. “I’ll play. One Galleon that it’s got stingers.” “You’re all horrible,” declared Hermione, and shoved past the three of them towards the Great Hall. The Triwizard Tournament has come to Hogwarts. When Harry, Lord of the Honourable and Most Ancient House of Potter, is entered into it against his will, he and his friends must band together to help him survive the Tournament—and figure out why someone would want to enter him in the first place. Part Four of Heirs of Avalon, a Pureblood Culture deconstruction.

Read here on AO3!

#harry potter #ron weasley #hermione granger #draco malfoy #drarry #hp fanfiction #pureblood culture #deconstruction #lily's dabbles #hfpw #heirs of avalon

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royalhausblack · 6 months

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Despite his intolerable presence, she became very aware of the sense of protection he had over her. Perhaps it was, like he had said, his duty as the head of the Malfoy House.

But, remembering Draco from his time at Hogwarts, she found that she was always very fond of the way he was protective of the girls in his house. Pansy, Astoria, Daphne – Parkinson and Greengrass.

Ah, pureblood princesses.

That’s what they had in common.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18605167/chapters/128899987

#dramione #blaisezabini #dracomalfoy #hermionegranger #tomfelton #dramioneficrec #dramioneask #dramionechild #dramionefics #draco #pureblood #dramioneromance #dramionerecs #dramionefic #hermionedraco #hermionemalfoy #hermionexdraco #draco hermione

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tomionefinds · 2 months

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Hi! I was looking for a fic I read ages ago. In it Hermione ends up in the body of a pureblood slytherin girl who was dating Tom even though she was engaged to someone else. I remember her waking up in the girls bathroom and realizing she's in someone else's body. The girl was also really dumb/didn't care about school and this is something that sets off bells to everyone involved that something is different with the girl.

Thank you so much for your help!!

Hi Friendly-Neighbourhood-Introvert:

Sounds like Bodyswitch by Winterblume. -Haus

Bodyswitch by Winterblume

T | WIP | 50k

Hermione's in hell and all her nightmares have come true. She's turned into a brainless bimbo and is failing all her classes quite spectacularly. Her teachers have, in fact, already given up on her and just sit back and watch her flunk all her NEWTs. Yes, it's nothing but hell for Hermione. On the upside, things can hardly get any worse. Right?

#Tomione #answered asks #Hermione: Pureblood

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griffin-girl-r · 2 months

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Chapter 1: Department of Mysteries

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Masterlist

Prologue

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"Department of Mysteries," the voice announced as the lift stopped.

June 18, 1996

The teenagers didn't know what to expect as they stepped out, all frightened but putting up a brave face.

Hermione Granger, the brightest witch of her age, was ready to stand by her best friend's side, ready to face whatever lay ahead as a true Gryffindor would do.

"This is it," Harry breathed out, forcing himself to sound brave for his friends.

They started taking small but determined steps towards the door in front of them, with Harry leading the way through the corridor.

Hermione silently walked right behind Harry. Her heart was pounding against her chest, and her hands were becoming sweaty.

"Okay, listen," Harry's voice pulled everyone out of their own thoughts as he stopped before reaching the door. "Maybe...," he hesitated. "Maybe a couple of people should stay here as a lookout and—"

Yet, he didn't get to finish his sentence as Ginny, clearly fed up with Harry's hero act, interrupted him.

Hermione chose to let her friends deal with Harry, thankful that Ginny, Neville, and Ron took the initiative to put Harry in his place.

The brunette girl took a deep breath as she watched Harry turning the knob of the door, pushing it open.

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"Lumos!" Harry said as the tip of his wand started glowing.

"Lumos!" Hermione and Ron followed Harry's lead.

Hermione looked around, scared at the darkness surrounding her.

Here it was cold, too cold for her liking, and it made her involuntarily shiver.

Hermione wasn't sure what she expected to find, but she clearly wasn't expecting to see thousands of shelves filled up with countless crystal globes covered in dust.

She briefly looked to her left and noticed that Ron was as scared and confused as she was, and there was no doubt that Harry felt the same way.

A rumbling sound broke the eerie silence, and all six members of the Order let out a soft gasp.

The door they had just finished walking in through started moving, as the walls started rotating.

'Clever move,' Hermione thought. 'They don't want us to know which door we came in through.'

The girl slowly turned her head to look at Harry, at the same time as Ron did, and the three teenagers shared a look of concern before Harry started to speed walk through the shelves, hoping to find the same row number he saw in his vision, praying that they would arrive in time to save Sirius.

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"You said it was row ninety-seven," Hermione whispered to Harry, waiting for confirmation.

"Yeah," Harry breathed out, and she watched him lean forward to have a better look at the end of the closest row.

Hermione looked around, her mind racing a thousand miles per hour as she squinted her eyes to the next row.

"We need to go right, I think," whispered Hermione again as she tried to read the number of the row. "Yes," she mumbled once she spotted something. "That's fifty-four."

Harry quickly took off, almost running, as everyone else did the same.

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"Ninety-seven!" Hermione whisper-shouted, being the first to spot the number they had so desperately searched for.

The bright witch watched with bated breath as Harry stretched out his hand towards a globe that Neville had pointed out to have Harry's name on its tag.

"Harry," Hermione warned sharply, as she felt something was not right about this globe. "I don't think you should touch it!"

But her warnings fell on deaf ears as Harry picked up the globe, ignoring her.

She internally rolled her eyes in annoyance at Harry's behavior, but her attention quickly turned to the small bluish globe that suddenly lit up when her friend held it.

She couldn't shake off the feeling that something bad was about to happen.

The silence that enveloped this mysterious room was too weird.

And just then, from the corner of her eye, Hermione caught some movement and she knew that what she feared was true.

Everything was a trap.

"Harry!" She urgently called her friend, pulling him out of his trance.

Harry immediately lunged forward, putting himself in between the imminent danger and his friends.

"Where's Sirius?" Hermione heard Harry demand.

"You know..." A deep voice echoed in the silence, making Hermione sharply turn her head towards the masked Death Eater that kept getting dangerously too close to them. "You should really learn to make the difference between dreams," The figure clothed in black, its face hidden by a mask, finally stopped, only to pull out a wand and with a wave, reveal itself to them. "And reality. You only saw what the Dark Lord wanted you to see."

Hermione allowed a soft gasp to escape her lips.

The Death Eater in front of them was none other than Lucius Malfoy.

The teenagers stiffened their shoulders, their shaky hands tightly gripping their wands.

"Now hand me the prophecy," demanded the old Malfoy.

"You do anything to us and I'll break it!" Harry threatened, hoping that this would buy them enough time to devise a plan.

Suddenly, a sickening, sweet voice, filled with evil intentions, laughed.

"He knows how to play!" Laughed the female voice. "Itsy-Bitty... Baby." The figure stepped out of the darkness, her steps accompanied by the sounds of heels. "Potter!" She finished in a mocking tone.

Hermione didn't like how insanely sweet that voice sounded and the girl felt her blood freeze in her veins as she recognized the face in front of them from the Daily Prophet, yet she still took a moment to have a good look at the woman's features.

She had long, jet-black hair with untamed curls, adding to her appearance that made her look insane. Her skull-like face did little to betray the spark of life in her dark eyes. It was as if the Dark Lord had raised her from the dead to serve him, but Hermione knew it was more than that, as her pale skin was a stark contrast to her crimson red lips.

Despite her thin, Azkaban-shaped physique, Hermione could easily imagine this woman as a stunning beauty in her youthful years.

"Bellatrix Lestrange," Neville growled, moving forward from behind Hermione's back.

The shock on his face was clear as day, even in the dimness of the room, upon seeing Bellatrix Lestrange standing before him in the flesh.

"Neville Longbottom, is it?" Bellatrix faked curiosity as if she didn't already know who he is. "How's Mum and Dad?" She asked, a sadistic smile appearing on her face.

It was as if she took pleasure in tormenting the poor boy who lost his parents because of Bellatrix.

And in Bellatrix's eyes, Hermione saw the fire of hate and anger burning deep within them.

Hermione couldn't comprehend why Bellatrix hated Neville so much.

"Better now that they're about to be avenged," Hermione heard Neville growl again as the Longbottom boy lifted his wand, ready to attack.

But before things could escalate further, Harry was quick to hold Neville back, as Lucius did the same with Bellatrix.

Harry pushed Neville back, and as he did, his right foot stepped on Hermione's toes.

"Ah..." Hermione sharply took a breath in, looking down at her foot before leaning closer to Harry. "What?" She quietly questioned her friend.

"Now, let's everybody just calm down," Lucius raised his arms, trying to calm the tense atmosphere. "Shall we? All we want is that prophecy."

"What?" Urged Hermione before Lucius could finish his speech.

"Why did Voldemort need me to come and get this?" Harry inquired, pretending he hadn't heard Hermione.

"You dare speak his name?" Gasped Bellatrix. "You filthy half-blood!" She shouted, making Hermione flinch.

'There's no doubt she's insane,' Hermione internally chuckled, keeping her thoughts to herself.

"It's alright," Lucius once again tried to maintain some semblance of peace. "He's just a curious lad," he said, looking Harry dead in the eyes. "Aren't you?"

Harry turned his head, pretending to avoid Lucius' gaze. "Smash shelves..." he hissed.

Hermione's eyes widened as she understood the message.

"When I say go..." Harry continued, careful not to reveal what he was doing to the Death Eaters.

"Prophecies can only be retrieved by those whom they are made," the elder Malfoy continued, interrupting Harry, "which is lucky for you, really."

Hermione took advantage of the distraction provided by Lucius' speech as she turned to the person on her right, who happened to be Ginny, to pass down the message.

"Smash shelves when Harry says to," Hermione whispered to Ginny, making a sign with her hand for her to pass down the message to the rest, to which Ginny answered with a short nod.

"Haven't you always wondered what was the reason for the connection between you and the Dark Lord, hm?" hummed Lucius.

Hermione slightly jumped, scared, when from different sides, more masked Death Eaters stepped out of the shadows.

They were being circled, with no way to escape.

She should have guessed that they wouldn't leave this place without a fight.

'Wonderful,' she thought, trying to distract herself from the fear that threatened to overwhelm her.

She scanned their surroundings, quickly trying to come up with a plan to escape.

Hermione didn't hear the rest of the conversation between Lucius and Harry, her mind focused on the possible outcomes as the Death Eater in front of her kept getting dangerously too close to her.

She could hear her heart pounding in her ears, awaiting Harry's signal.

And just then, Harry's yell reached her ears.

"Now!" shouted Potter.

"Reducto!" Hermione yelled, her hand reflexively shooting the spell towards a shelf.

"Run!" yelled Harry again, and they all took off running as the shelves started to collapse.

The next moments were a chaotic blur for Hermione as she and her friends tried to avoid falling shelves and crystal globes from hitting their heads.

She cast spells left and right, only registering a frightened "Stupefy!" she shouted when she saw a Death Eater grabbing Harry's shoulder.

Next thing she knew, the brunette witch was falling 20 feet through the air, while the screams of her friends filled her ears.

"Arresto Momentum!" Hermione screamed, waving her wand through the air.

Then, she felt her body coming to an abrupt stop right before hitting the ground.

She let out a grunt when she was finally dropped face-forward but at the same time, she let out a long sigh of relief.

She was thankful that her quick thinking saved her life and her friends' lives.

Again.

She looked around, allowing her heightened senses to calm down for the moment, as she confusedly assimilated her surroundings.

Hermione's frown only deepened when she heard Harry mumble something as he started to walk towards a weird stone archway that was so conveniently placed in the middle of the room.

"Careful!" warned Hermione in a hushed whisper.

She was afraid this was another trick of the Death Eaters to get their hands on Harry's prophecy.

"Let's go," she urged again when she saw Harry ignoring her warnings. "This isn't right, Harry, come on, let's go..."

She followed him up the archway's stairs, stopping halfway, too scared to continue.

Yet Harry showed no signs of listening to her.

'He couldn't be that stupid, could he?'

"Harry, let's go, okay?" she kept pleading with him, fear overwhelming her instinct to go there and grab him by his hand and drag him away from there.

"Okay," the boy finally agreed.

Hermione exhaled relieved, but her relief was short-lived when Harry made no move to walk away from the archway.

It was as if he could hear and see something she couldn't, and Merlin, that was annoying.

"What are you saying?" Harry asked loudly, his gaze not leaving the archway.

"Nobody's talking, Harry!" Hermione had enough of this silly game of Harry's.

She pushed aside any lingering fear she might have had and moved towards him.

Harry's claiming of hearing whispers coming from the archway was concerning, to say the least, and it was creeping Hermione out.

"I can hear them too," Luna agreed with Harry, "there are people in there."

'You can't be serious!' Hermione thought annoyed, desperate to find a way to get Harry and Luna back in their right minds. 'That if they ever were in their right mind!' Hermione mentally added.

"What do you mean 'in there'?" Hermione angrily demanded, too sick of this. "There isn't any 'in there', it's just an archway, there's no room for anybody to be there — Harry, stop it, come away —"

With one swift move, she grabbed his arm, surprised to feel him resist her, not budging to move a single inch.

"Harry, we are supposed to be here for Sirius!" she used Sirius as a last resource.

And she was pleased to notice that the mention of Sirius had sparked something inside of Harry as he said, "Let's go."

She must have relaxed too soon because, out of nowhere, a black fog enveloped them, and she heard the unmistakable laugh of none other than Bellatrix Lestrange.

Hermione tried to fight against the fog, she really did, but when a whisper was heard, she froze in fear, unable to think of at least one spell to defend herself.

"You're next, Mudblood." The voice of Bellatrix whispered in her ear, making Hermione shiver.

—

Hermione found herself on her knees on the cold, stone floor, a hand tangled in her curls.

The young witch let out a whimper as she tried to move her head and free herself from what she guessed was the grip of a Death Eater but stopped when pain darted through her skull.

She was terrified, she isn't going to lie.

Her eyes scanned the scene that was unfolding while tiny whimpers escaped her lips, and she saw all of her friends, except Harry, were held in place by a Death Eater, unable to interfere with what was happening between Harry and Lucius.

Hermione had no choice but to watch with widened eyes the chaos unfolding as Sirius showed up out of nowhere just to punch that greasy-haired Malfoy, Aurors appearing as well to save them, and the prophecy getting smashed.

Hermione's breath came out in short ranges as she fearlessly threw herself into the fight that was unfolding.

Right after dodging a "Crucio!" casted by Bellatrix in her direction, she spotted Harry and Neville fighting side by side, having some troubles.

"Crazy witch," Hermione mumbled as she ran towards her male friends. "Stupefy!" she shouted, finally catching up with the two boys, the red jet of light hitting a Death Eater.

Spells and curses were flying in all directions, but the Muggle-born girl tried to ignore it, letting it be just background noise for her ears.

"Impedimenta!" a triumphant cry echoed, and Hermione felt herself being knocked off her feet backwards.

She groaned in pain as she tried to regain her bearings, the safety of Harry and Neville filling her mind before her own.

"We got him!" a man yelled, pulling Hermione out of her confused state.

She turned her head towards the voice, her eyes growing wider as she saw a Death Eater grabbing a disoriented Harry by his jacket.

"Silencio!" Hermione shouted desperately.

Luckily, Harry recovered quickly enough and was able to shout a "Petrificus Totalus!" at another Death Eater that was approaching him.

Hermione's heart filled with pride for Harry's fast reaction.

"Well done, Ha—"

Hermione stopped.

It was as if her heart stopped beating.

A purple light passed through her chest before dissipating into thin air.

The air left her lungs, but as she started losing her balance, she let out a single, weak sound.

"Oh!" Hermione gasped, surprise flowling in her voice.

She did not expect this at all.

The girl started to fall forward, the world around her growing darker with each spin of her vision.

Was this how her end looked like?

Was this going to be the way she died?

Who would tell her parents she died in a magical fight?

Hermione didn't feel the stone floor as she hit it, but she did hear one last cry before closing her eyes, her cheek resting against the ground, yet her mind did not recognize whose voice it was.

"Hermione!"

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