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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 11: Crazy Blindess


A/N: Hello my wonderful readers! All right, I have gotten a request to do a Hermione/Aiden fanfic and I know a lot of you were wanting that to happen, so I decided to do it. I am currently half way through the first chapter and should have it up soon. But this story will be my main focus. I won’t abandon this story. It will not be up until after the 9th, because I am going away to camp for a week and can't post it. That is why this has been so late. I have been preparing for weeks.


Chapter Eleven: Crazy Blindness

“Aiden!” Hermione laughed, throwing a pillow at him. “You aren’t being serious!”

Aiden caught the pillow throwing it to the side. “I am so. You apparently haven’t seen her in just her underwear.”

They had been sitting in the room of requirements for an hour, talking. Hermione was trying to figure out a way to show Aiden that he already had the self control to be around Britni. She had tried asking him why he couldn’t be around her without feeling like he was going to kill her. Either he wasn’t taking her seriously or his problem wasn’t vampireish, just boyish.

“Aiden…” Hermione trailed off, sounding serious.

“I don’t know, Hermione. It is just something that comes deep in my heart and then deep in my stomach. “ He looked off into the little fire in the room. “It’s everything. It kills me to see her and not go up to her, but every time I am around her some part of me tries to take over. It takes everything I have to get up and leave without jumping on her and draining all the blood in her body.”

Finishing Hermione thought she finally understood. Maybe not completely, but at least some.

“So you need something that will keep your vampire part at bay?” She questioned him, the wheels in her head already beginning to turn.

“Hold it right there now, ‘Mione. It isn’t possible.” Aiden shook his hand. She narrowed her eyes.

“What isn’t possible?”

“A potion. It isn’t possible.” He replied.

“How do you do that?” Hermione questioned.

“Do what?”

“Know what I am thinking before I even say it. That is three times you’ve done it now.”

“You are just predictable.” Aiden replied with a small chuckle. Hermione still wore a suspicious look, but didn’t say anything about it. She knew it wasn’t the time to discuss it.

“Why isn’t a potion possible?” Hermione went back to the topic they had been taking about before.

“Do you not think it has been tried? To keep vampires from lusting after blood?” Aiden countered.

“I know it has, but this is specific. Just give me a little time. I am sure I can work something out.” Hermione nodded. Aiden laughed a bit and shook her head.

“You just go ahead and try.” Aiden told her. “But right now, we start your training. And in my eyes, that is the most important part of this.”

He stood up and motioned for Hermione to do the same. She let out a loud sigh as she did so. Aiden then led her to the middle of the room, behind the common like area.

“All right. As you know there are five senses. Sight, sound, touch, taste, and smell.” Aiden began in a very strong voice. He reminded her a lot of Harry back in the days Dumbledore’s Army came to practice in that very room. “You need to know how to use these well. Your enemy might just take some of them out and you will have your others to rely on.” Aiden went on and then reached into his pocket. He the pulled out a sleeping mask. “Tonight I will take away your sight. This is just to see how well you do without it and to show me how much work I have ahead of me.”

“Don’t you think this is a little silly?” Hermione questioned, but all Aiden did was hand her the mask. With a roll of her eyes she put the mask on.

“Can you see anything?” Aiden asked.

“No…” Hermione replied. She then waited for further instructions. She stood there for a minute and shifted her weight to one foot. Had he left her in there? With that thought something soft, but still going at a high speed, hit her in the head. Hermione jerked off the mask and looked down seeing a pillow laying there. She then looked around for Aiden.

“We have a lot of work in front of us. You didn’t hear me move. You didn’t even hear the pillow coming toward you!” Aiden nearly yelled as he came across the room. “Come on, it is getting late. We need to get back to the common room.”

The next day after classes Hermione found herself in the library. She had to learn everything she could about the tried vampire potions. She didn’t want to go and make someone elses mistake.

“You aren’t the one I thought I would find looking up vampires.” A voice said behind her after about an hour of reading. It made Hermione jump and spin around. She was surprised to see that Draco was standing behind her.

“Draco…” Hermione said, really shocked.

“Yeah,” Draco nodding, rocking back on his heels a little bit. “Can I sit down?”

“Sure,” Hermione nodded, motioning to a seat in front of her. Draco nodded and sat down. For a few moments they sat in silence. Hermione bit her lip, kind of worried now about why Draco had come to her.

“Um… Listen, Hermione…” Draco started, looking down at the table and fiddling with a book Hermione had there. “I want to apologize about what happened at the lake. It is a very touchy subject for me, but I know how easy of an assumption it is to make. And I was wondering if you would like to go out to dinner with me this weekend…that is, if you and Aiden aren’t together.”

“Aiden and me? What gives you the impression that we are together?” I questioned, thinking the idea absurd.

“You two have been like inseparable this week. I just thought maybe you and him had something going on there.” Draco explained, looking up at Hermione.

“No,” Hermione shook her head. “We are just friends.”

“That’s a relief. So what about dinner?” Draco asked again. Hermione thought about it for a minute. If he wasn’t a death eater he was no use to her, what-so-ever, but she really had had a good time with him before. She hated to admit it, but she really did like Draco.

“Sure, I would love to.” Hermione nodded.

“Brilliant. I will pick you up at the castle gates on Saturday at seven o’clock.” Draco informed her as he stood up, smiling broadly. Then, without another word, he turned and took his leave.

Hermione smiled to herself and went back to her reading.

“Hermione! Are you even listening to me?” Aiden asked, annoyed.

“Of course I am…” Hermione replied, annoyed.

“No you aren’t… you are thinking about Draco…” Aiden noted. “You aren’t going to get anywhere in this if you do not focus!”

“All right…” Hermione rolled her eyes, turning her attention back to Aiden.

“Okay. Hearing is probably your worst sense and it may very well be the thing that could save your life.” Aiden repeated what he had said before, since Hermione hadn’t heard him. “That is what I think we will work on for the next few days. Teaching the sounds and when to know you are in danger.”

“Okay…” Hermione sighed. She had learned it was useless to try to argue with Aiden about anything.

“Footsteps are a large part of what you need to know. You can tell a lot about a persons footsteps. If they are angry, happy, sad…” Aiden went on and on about footsteps. Surprisingly, though, Hermione found it very educational.

“I actually have homework for you.” Aiden said as he finished up. “This Saturday I am going to cast a blinding spell over you. I want you to take in all the sounds you can and memorize them.”

“Saturday?” Hermione requested. “Will it be over by seven?”

“No. I will lift it Sunday morning.”

“I have a date!” Hermione exclaimed.

“ I know. I think it is perfect too.”

“How?” Hermione asked, somewhat frantic.

“It will give you a listen to the things outside Hogwarts…get that look off your face, Hermione. I am only trying to help. You are the one with a mission, remember?” Aiden reminded her.

“Yes, I know. I just… fine…” Hermione sighed, knowing she wouldn’t win the argument. She should have known before she started that he had already won.

“Good,” Aiden smiled. “Now go to bed.”

“When did you become my father?” Hermione snared, kind of angry with Aiden.

“Hermione, don’t start. I am trying to help you here.” Aiden looked a bit annoyed.

“Fine,” Hermione huffed as she turned on her heels and stomped out of the room. She wondered if he was doing this just because she had a date on Saturday. Maybe he was helping the death eaters and he didn’t want her to succeed. Hermione laughed at the thought. She knew better.

Saturday came quicker than Hermione had wanted it to. She had tried every way possible to get out of it, but Aiden wouldn’t budge.

“Ready?” Aiden asked in the common room, standing in front of Hermione.

“If I saw no, will you not do it?” Hermione huffed, folding her arms.

“This three year old attitude really needs to stop. You don’t want Draco thinking you are immature on your date, do you?” Aiden questioned as he raised his wand. Hermione didn’t reply. All she did was shut her eyes tightly and crossed her arms.

“All right, was that so bad?” Aiden questioned after he had preformed the spell.

“Oh it was just great. I love being blind!” Hermione hissed at him sarcastically. “Take me back to my dorm.”

“No, Hermione we did this for a reason, remember?” Aiden reminded her. “Lets take a walk around the castle. Listen to everything you hear… wipe that look off your face! This is going to help.”

“Do I have a choice?”

“No,” Aiden replied, taking her by the arm.

“My head hurts…” Hermione complained as Aiden helped her sit down by the lake.

“All the noises can be overwhelming, but you have to be able to decipher them. What all did you hear today?”

“A lot… footsteps, talking, dropping, everything.” Hermione explained, thinking she was doing well. That was until Aiden let out a disappointed sigh. “What?”

“Whos footsteps? Who was talking? What dropped?” Aiden clicked his tongue. “Have you even picked up on different breathing patterns?”

“I…” Hermione started, but stopped to think about it. “No, I haven’t.”

“You have to concentrate on these things!” Aiden sighed again.

“You sighed…which usually means you are disappointed.” Hermione said.

“Yes, you are right, but not everyone is like that. You have two hours before your date with Draco. I am leaving you here. You aren’t going to learn anything with me holding your hand. Make your way back up to the dorm and get ready.” Aiden said and Hermione heard him stand up.

“What if I can’t?” Hermione questioned, franticly.

“Then I guess Draco will be going on his date alone.” Aiden replied and then walked away.

“Aiden? Aiden….” Hermione requested feeling in front of her. “He really left me.” She said to herself.

She sat there for a minute, but knew she couldn’t very long. She had a date to go on, blind or not. Plus Aiden had a reason for doing this and the least Hermione could do is try to learn from it. She slowly got up. She didn’t move from there for a moment though. She knew she was by the lake, she just wasn’t for sure which way she was turned.

Listen, Aiden’s voice echoed in her head. She bit her lip and tried to concentrate on the sounds. As if someone had hit play on a cd player, she heard the sounds of the water moving and kids splashing around in in. It was behind her. So that meant that she was turned toward the castle.

On her way to the castle she bumped into several people, but learned what the footsteps meant. Quick and loud ones meant they were right on her and going fast. Faint ones meant she still had time to avoid a run in. Making it to the castle doors had Hermione feeling pretty good about herself. Even though it wasn’t very far, she could see how hearing was a useful tool that she might need on her mission.

The next thing to do was make it to the dungeons to the Slytherin common room and try to get ready for her date. With that thought she hurried into the castle, not paying attention to the footsteps and was knocked down. From the sounds that hit the floor she was guessing that the other person had been knocked down as well.

“Hermione?” The other voice asked and Hermione knew right away who it belonged to.

“Fred.” Hermione returned, carefully getting up.

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