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Mission Impossible by goddess faith

Format: Novella
Chapters: 22
Word Count: 45,520
Status: Abandoned

Rating: Mature
Warnings: Strong Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Sexual Nature, Substance Use or Abuse

Genres: Drama, Romance, Young Adult
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Lupin, Draco, Pansy, George, Blaise (M), OC, OtherCanon
Pairings: Draco/Hermione, Hermione/FredOrGeorge, Hermione/OC, Other Pairing

First Published: 10/09/2007
Last Chapter: 08/14/2009
Last Updated: 08/14/2009

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This story is abandoned for now. I completely lost the inspartion to write it. I might pick it back up in the future, but as of right now I am not writing on it.


Chapter 9: Beautiful Dark

A/N: All right, here is the next chapter and it gets a little more indepth. For all the Aiden/Hermione shippers, I am sorry, but I am telling you now that isn’t how it is going to work out. Aiden is going to find romance though, don’t worry. =]

Again, there is a lot of stuff I want to put in this chapter. I don’t know if I will fit it all in, so it might have to go in the next chapter.

Chapter Nine: Beautiful Dark

Hermione was shocked. She didn’t know if she should pull away or not. It wasn’t like she wasn’t enjoying it and she didn’t have a boyfriend back at school. She did have her mission, however. Her mission was put on pause right now, though wasn’t it? What could she possibly find out about Voldemort’s plan? My mission shouldn’t ever be put on pause though. I do need a break from being a Slytherin, badly, though. So with that thought, Hermione gave into Fred and kissed him back.

“Wow…” Fred breathed when he finally pulled back. Hermione didn’t say anything, she just looked down to the ground. She wasn’t for sure what to say. “I…” Fred started, obviously having the same problem she was. “I didn’t expect that.” Hermione looked up. That was what he was going to say? He didn’t expect it? Hermione sighed, still not saying anything. “I mean, it was good. I just… I’ve thought about this moment ever since you left and now… you kissed back.” The last part didn’t even sound like it went with the rest. Hermione laughed a bit. She had missed Fred.

“Are we going home?” Hermione questioned, not wanting to talk about the kiss for another second.

“Uh… yeah.” Fred nodded as he grabbed the bag she had over her shoulder. He then began to led her to a dark alley where they appartated back to the house. They didn’t say another word.

“Hermione!” A loud voice yelled when they reached the living room. Before Hermione knew what was going on she was in the air and spinning. It was when she was sat down did she notice it was George.

“George!” Hermione exclaimed, smiling.

“Good to see you.” George continued as he began to put on his coat. “Unfortunately, I am out to the shop for today. I will see you tonight when Fred and I take you out for your welcome back dinner!”

Hermione smiled and nodded. She then turned, took her bag from Fred, and headed into her room, locking the door behind her. She didn’t want to talk to Fred right now. She thought she had, but she had been wrong. She couldn’t take it.

She didn’t need to flip the light on, because the sunlight filled her room beautifully. She wondered what Aiden was doing today. Probably hiding out in the dungeons of Hogwarts, no doubt. She laughed a bit to herself as she turned to her dresser to make sure all of her clothes were still there.

“Hermione! Could you come out here please!” Fred called. Hermione winched a bit, but knew that he would think she was hiding from him if she didn’t go.

“Just a sec!” Hermione yelled back, closing the drawer she was looking in. She then, slowly, made her way to the door, unlocked it, and went out to the living room.

“Be getting ready,” Fred told her when she entered. “We will be living for the restaurant in about an hour.” Hermione looked a bit shocked. Why?

“Why?” She questioned. “George hasn’t been gone five minutes. Doesn’t he have to work longer?”

“Nah, we have someone working. He was just going down to check in. Anyway, get ready.” Fred said again. Hermione was a little confused by his tone. She turned around to start back to her room. “Hey, Hermione,” Fred called after her. She turned around to look at him. “Welcome back.” He smiled.

Hermione returned the smile and nodded. She then headed back into her room.

She was surprised it was dark. The sun must have been going down or went behind a cloud. She locked her door and turned off the light. Her room was rather lonely when it was empty. She sighed and walked over to her closet, opening it. What should she wear.

“I like the silver dress, personally.” A voice said from behind her. Hermione nearly jumped out of her skin as she hurdled around. Her eyes widened as she saw Aiden laying there on her bed, laughing at her. “You should see your face!”

“Aiden,” Hermione began, regaining the ability to speak. “What are you doing here? How did you get in here?”

“I got tired of Malfoy complaining about you, so I decided to come visit my friend. You told Malfoy you were visiting relatives. I thought that funny when I heard it considering you just found out you were pureblood, so who could you be going to visit?”

“Family I never knew I had!” Hermione said strongly as she took the silver dress off of its hanger.

“Oh yes, does all your family greet you with kisses like that red haired boy did?” Aiden requested, raising his eyebrow. “Are all your relatives blood traitors?” Hermione dropped her head. She had hopped he didn’t know who Fred and George were.

“Okay, fine. You caught me in a lie, all right.” Hermione surrendered. “Are you going to go back and tell all the Slytherins now?”

“No,” Aiden said honestly. “I’m not. Friends don’t do that, Hermione.”

Hermione was a bit shocked, but didn’t know if she should trust that. There was then a knock on the door. She turned toward it and then back toward the bed to tell Aiden he better hide, but he was gone. Confused, Hermione walked over to the door and opened it to see Fred.

“I’m getting ready.” Hermione informed him.

“That is good, but that isn’t what I wanted to talk to you about.” Fred began. “Mum… well… she told us something Ron and Ginny told her and I noticed something different about your robes. Are you a… Slytherin?” Hermione bit her lip. She had been expecting this, hadn’t she?

“Yeah, so?” Hermione shrugged and Fred looked a bit surprised.

“My question is how? Did you really find out those people killed in your house weren’t your real parents? Are you really pureblood. Mum and the family believe it and dislike you strongly for what you did to Ron on the train, but George and I didn’t believe it. He said we should act like we didn’t know and let you tell us, but I couldn’t do that.”

“Fred…” Hermione hesitated, knowing the walls had ears right now. She didn’t know if she trusted Aiden, so she couldn’t tell Fred about her plan. “I am home. Isn’t that enough for now? Can’t we save the rest for a rainy day?” Fred sighed and Hermione knew he didn’t want to give this up. “Please? I have to get dressed right now.”

“All right,” Fred nodded and turned around walking away, without another word. Hermione let out a deep breath closing the door back.

“Hm, interesting. It seems your string of lies gets bigger as you go along. Pretty soon they just might consume you.” Aiden was back on her bed. This time, Hermione wasn’t surprised.

“I have to get dressed. Do you mind?” Hermione cocked her eyebrow, with her hand on her hip.

“Not at all, please going on. No, wait.” Aiden adjusted himself, putting his hands behind her head and facing her a little better. “All right, now you can proceed.”

“Aiden!” Hermione whispered screamed.

“What? I am a vampire GUY.” He empathized the word guy. Hermione gave him a look of anger and he sighed. “Fine, but who says I can’t still see you? You can never be too sure of where I am.”

She rolled her eyes. “I’ll go to the bathroom. Don’t let Fred catch you in here.” She said and in a flash Aiden was gone. Hermione looked around, wondering how he did that.

About half an hour later Hermione walked out of her room in her silver dressed and her hair fixed. She had a little make-up on, but not much. She didn’t care too much for it.

All through dinner Hermione could feel Fred’s eyes on her. It was creepy and it made her uncomfortable. George made small talk and asked about Hogwarts, not once bringing up the Slytherin issue. Fred, however, didn’t say a word all night. Hermione guessed he was mad at her. That was fine, because she was kind of mad at him too.

She was so glad when they got home.

“Wanna play a game or something tonight?” George asked.

“No, I am really tired. Maybe tomorrow.” Hermione answered and he nodded. She then hurried toward her room and locked the door. She flipped on the light, half expecting to see Aiden, but didn’t. She grabbed some p.j.s and made a bee line to the bathroom.

Climbing into the shower, Hermione was self conscious. Was Aiden watching her? Could he see her now? The thought made Hermione want to cover her body. She made sure the shower curtain was pulled all the way and she faced toward the wall. She half hated Aiden for doing this to her, but the other part was intrigued.

When she went back through the house after her shower, there wasn’t a light on. She had guessed Fred and George had went to bed. She shrugged, making her way back to her room.

“That was a quick shower.” Aiden said as she locked her room door. She went to turn on the light. “Please don’t. I don’t like the fake light. Let your eyes adjust. Everything is actually more beautiful in the dark.” Leave it to a vampire to say something like that. Hermione thought to herself.

“How do I know you are the only one in here?” Hermione questioned.

“Listen.” Aiden simply replied. “Honestly Hermione, how do you ever plan to get back at The Dark Lord if you don’t even know how to use your sense to their fullest power?”

“How did you…” Hermione began, but then felt a finger over her lips.

“Doesn’t matter how I know. The fact of it is, is that I know. I know all about your mission.” Aiden continued. “Don’t worry, though. Your secret is safe.”

“How do I know that?” Hermione demanded.

“I haven’t told yet, have I?” Aiden replied. Hermione’s eyes then began to adjust and she could see his face. It was sincere. Aiden then took Hermione’s hand and led her over to the bed. She saw him lay down on the bed and motioned for her to join him. “I won’t bite. I promise. “ Aiden laughed a bit at the irony. “We need to talk and you need your sleep.” Hermione sighed and laid down beside Aiden.

“What do we need to talk about?” Hermione questioned.

“Everything, but we can’t cover that tonight. We will go over some of the less important facts. If we are going to be friends, we will need to know a lot about each other.” He went on.

“Will you tell me how you became what you are?” Hermione questioned.

“Yes, but that is a story for another time. I don’t want you to have bad dreams tonight.” Aiden went on. Hermione wondered how bad it could have been. “Tonight I am going to answer your question from yesterday.”

“What question?” Hermione asked, a little confused.

“About the girl.” Aiden replied. “It is a little more in-depth than you may think. Her name is Britni Campbell. She is a seventh year Ravenclaw and just so happens, the girl I am in love with.”

“Vampires can love?” Hermione spoke.

“Most just lust. I never thought I would be able to love being what I am. Then I saw her…” Aiden trailed off, his voice getting a bit dreamy. “One look was all it took. But being what I am and a Slytherin I know it can’t be.”

“Why?”

“Hermione you are na├»ve sometimes, you know?” Aiden continued. “Because, I could hurt her so easily. I don’t know if I would ever be able to live with myself if I did that. So I tease her as much as I can, just so I can be around her.” Hermione thought she heard Aiden’s voice crack and she wondered if vampires could cry. She acted like she was asleep, not wanting to cause him anymore pain of telling his story.

A/N: Yep, I am going to have to split this up into two chapters. Well, I hope you enjoyed this one. I know it is a little shorter than my others, but it was either short or really really long.


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