Okay here's chapter 8! I hope you like it! I'm sorry that the previous chapter was so short! Please comment, vote and fan/follow! I fan/follow back!

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*Paul's POV*

I shot up in the bed when my sensitive hearing picked up the distinct sound of someone whimpering. I frowned and listened closer to the sound when all of a sudden I heard a loud scream coming from Hermione's bedroom. My eyes grew wide as I threw back the covers and basically ran out of the room and towards Hermione's room, I didn't even care that I was only wearing some pyjama bottoms and no shirt, I just wanted to know that she was okay.

Her door was already open so I ran straight in and looked straight at Hermione. She was tossing and turning in her bed whilst screaming and crying out like she was in pain! She was covered in sweat, her hair was tangled and messy, and her legs were tangled up in her bed sheets. I ran straight up to her bed and began to gently shake her awake.

"Hermione! Wake up! Shh! It's me, Paul!" I said as I shook her shoulder.

I stumbled backwards out of shock when I heard another scream coming from her throat. Her eyes snapped open and she sat up in her bed, her whole body was shaking and she was gasping for air.

"Hermione, are you alright?" I asked worriedly as I sat down on the edge of her bed.

"P-Paul?" She said as she looked at me. I couldn't help but notice how scared she actually looked.

"Yeah it's me. Are you okay?" I replied.

She nodded her head and closed her eyes tightly. Slowly she turned back to look at me, she had tears in her eyes and I found it impossible not to comfort her. I moved closer to her and pulled her to my chest. She rested her head on my chest whilst I wrapped my arms around her still shaking frame.

"I'm sorry for waking you up." She mumbled against my chest.

"Don't worry about it. Are you sure that you're okay?" I asked.

"I feel better now. Thank you." She replied.

"Anytime. Do you want me to stay in here with you for the rest of the night?" I asked as I leaned back so I could see her face.

"Do you mind?" She asked.

"Not at all." I replied.

I pulled away from her and allowed her to lay down before I pulled the covers over her. I was just about to sit on the floor when she grabbed my arm and pulled me on to the bed beside her. I felt my stomach flip as I laid down beside her. She shuffled closer to me and rested her head on my chest as I wrapped my arms protectively around her.

"I know this is a bad time but I wanted to ask you something." I said.

"What is it?" She said.

"After you've spoken to Harry in the morning I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date with me tomorrow night?" I asked.

"What did you have in mind for the date?" She asked smirking.

"You'll have to wait and see." I replied.

"I look forward to it." Hermione said before she fell asleep with her arms wrapped around me. I couldn't help but grin like a fool as I closed my eyes. Tomorrow is going to be awesome!

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*(An unknown location somewhere in Europe.)*

"When will we strike?" A deep voice asked through the darkness.

"Soon. We must bide our time and wait for the right moment to strike." Said another.

"Why can't we just strike them now?!" Yelled another.

"They are too strong! We must bide our time! Both our kind working together may just give us an advantage." Said an authoritative voice.

"Precisely."

"But they not only have our kind, wizards and witches, but they also have werewolves, shapeshifters, a wolf-blood and vampires! Although the vampires are vegetarian as you say whilst you and your friends are much stronger vampires."

"Exactly we are stronger than them!"

"That may not be the case. Have you ever seen a witch or wizard fight? They can be a long distance from you and can still kill you with a flick of their wands." Said a more familiar voice.

"Well then. It's good that we have you and your friends isn't it?" Said the leader. "What did you say they call you again?"

"Death eaters." Said Dolohov as he looked directly into the eyes of the Volturi.

"They aren't going to know what hit them."

"No they won't."

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Sorry it's so short! I'm going to be uploading shorter chapters but on more of a regular basis! Hope you liked it! Thank you to DobbyAwesome and Martje225 for giving me some AMAZING ideas for the next load of chapters! THANK YOU YOU'RE BOTH AWESOME! Xxx ;)