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The Battle of Hogwarts: May 2nd, 1998

Hermione couldn't remeber the last time she had been in a battle this vigorous, but she was surely being tested in her very limited fighting experience. She could feel her energy draining with each spell that was cast, the feeling of her arm loosing strength each time it lifted for an incantation, and her mind was running out of hexes in that vast arsenal she possessed. Her heart hammered as unnamed followers of Voldemort threw curses towards her and her friends, all of them fighting for a reason they thought justifiable. It hurt to see so much damage, but in the end: it was worth it... wasn't it?

There was no time for doubt as another curse flew at her, and she stood by Ron's side to fight for Harry. With Harry.

Another strand of curses as they maneuvered closer and closer to their destination fogged everything she saw, and her concentration was then upon the battle and only the battle. These wizards were strong, she would not be the brightest witch to not see such a thing, and her labored breaths began to recognize fatigue. Her mind embraced it, but her heart was still beating quickly and harshly in hopes that she would live through this. She promised she would.

She whipped around and threw a curse at an unsuspecting enemy, watching them fall to the ground in satisfaction. A breath escaped her as she pursed her lips, staring and shaking simultaneously.

Hermione wasn't aware of anyone approaching behind her... she couldn't see that he had his wand raised with an unfamiliar incantation just awaiting to be let loose by his tongue. The brunette witch couldn't have known his intent was malicious, that she would never again see the world she so dearly fought for. Hermione had no idea of any of it.

She merely heard the words, and faced him just in time to have the curse absorb right into her chest, a feeling like falling asleep washing over her...but it wasn't death. Hermione Granger was not dead, she couldn't die. She was simply gone... transported to a world that she didn't know, a world that twisted fears and dreams and made them into reality.

Hermione Granger faded away from her world and landed right in another, one in which... she wasn't quiet herself anymore.

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