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A/N: I'm Soooo ashamed of myself for how long this chappie took! *Cries* But I promise you it is worth it. THIS IS NOT THE END! Okay with that I send you off to read this...and please don't flame my story if you don't like this chappie....More is coming! Okay COntinue on...

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Dark Arts. Dream. Harry. Voldemort. Crucio! Venom. Sickening. Repulsive. Pain. Death. Sorrow. Ronald. Love. Rapture. Pain. Safely. Ginny. Anxious. Competitive. Attention hungry. Mudblood. Pain. Pureblood. Slytherin. Malfoy. Gryffindors. Neville. Luna. Odd. Rabastian. Pain. Black. Bellatrix. Sirius. Gone. Dumbledore. Avada Kedavra! Werewolf. Remus. Pain. Pain. Pain!

Hermione shot up right from her bed, her heart hammering as the worlds that had been flashing violently through her mind reeled, something she wasn’t used to, nor did she like very much. Each word seemed to make sense in it’s own way, like a vague dream long forgotten. Sweat trickled down her face as she made her way over to her window, opening it slowly. A cold breeze moved in, washing over her face and body. The train seemed to be moving silently as it continued down its tracks, bringing her home.

She sighed as she imagined home, what was home anyway? She could never really decipher one of her homes from the other. They say home is where the heart is, but what if your heart was torn and undecided like hers was? She sighed as she looked outside, the trees swaying in the wake of the train. A whistle blew through the air as everything went black, then lightened up again as they left the tunnel behind them.

She pushed her sweat-dampened bangs back, looking over towards her calendar. Christmas was right around the corner, something she wasn’t exactly looking forward to. Thanks to her dream memories were flooding back to her, some hard to depict. She wanted to break down and cry as she crossed her arms over her chest, wishing the answer to all her pain would fall out of the sky and into her mind, something not very likely.

Something was wrong with her; she could feel it deep down in her soul. Something just wasn’t right with this ‘perfect’ life she had been living lately. Nothing is ever perfect, not for very long at least. Remus, the center of her joy and happiness was going to be lost to her, and he would never remember her, never remember the heartache. It wasn’t fair, it was fair to him, but mostly it wasn’t fair to her. He would forget about her, whether he liked it or not, but he would haunt her dreams forever.

Every time she turned around she would see him. Everytime the wind blew she’d hear him whispering in her ear. And that was her curse, and yet she wondered if it really would be worth it to have never loved at all. She shivered as she noted it to be two, maybe three in the morning. The night sky was still as dark as the depth of the black lake, and yet nothing could hold her mind, for it always floated back to Remus.

He would haunt her forever; she would never be the same. No matter how many tears she shed or how many times she cursed his name she could never forget what happened, and she knew sooner or later their bliss would come to an end. Preferably later than sooner.

She rubbed her eyes, the stars still twinkling innocently in their place. She heard a loud monstrous bang come from outside of her door, something that made her jump nervously. She felt a cold shiver move down her spin as she looked out the window to confirm her thoughts.

It was a full moon.

She braced herself for the pain, for the too well known ripping sensation that was soon to engulf her. She felt tears rolling down her face, only wishing it done with. And yet she stood there, basking in the moonlight, completely unaffected. She looked at her hands, they were still small and dainty, no sign of a claw of hair. Her teeth felt normal in her mouth, small and straight. Her muscles were shaking, but only because of nervousness.

She heard Remus howl from the other side of her door, and for once she didn’t feel the urge to return the howl. Fear swept across her, what was wrong? Why wasn’t she transforming? She fell to the ground, completely normal, not disformed or disheved in any way. She was human. She was normal.

Still something felt wrong, something just wasn’t right. Not only had the Full Moon come a night early, but she hadn’t transformed. She looked around her room, feeling a shrinking feeling as she imagined what could be going on. The only cure she knew for being a Lycan was to eat the heart of your creator, and she was sure she hadn’t killed Bill, considering he hadn’t been born yet.

“What's wrong with me?” She asked herself as she sat in the cold moon light of the room, the only sound came from the swaying trees and the monster on the other side of her door. The monster she was in love with.

“As you can see, nothing is wrong with you Miss Granger.” A voice said from the corner, his wise sweetness ringing in her ears. She snapped her head around, looking at Dumbledore. Only this Dumbledore looked so much older then she remembered from earlier today, this one was her Dumbledore.

“W-what do you mean?” She asked in a nervous tone, fears of leaving this blissfully wonderful place running through her mind. She gripped the post of her bed, shivering slightly.

“You have been cured.” He said as he took a step closer, his dark purple robs flowing behind him.

“How can that be?” She asked with a panicked look on her face, what she was had been the only thing keeping her with Remus. “That’s impossible!” She screamed, tears stinging her eyes like a hundred bees.

“In this time it is Miss Granger, but in ours it not.” Another voice said this one sterner and female. McGonagall came out of the shadows, obviously changing from a cat. “While you were sleeping a spell was placed on you, a spell that would rid you of this curse.” She said in a steady way, her own hands trembling slightly.

“It’s time to go Hermione.” Dumbledore said softly as he moved forward.

“No…I…I Can’t go!” She said as she clung to her post. “I can’t leave!” She stated with tears falling rapidly from her eyes, her body rattling with sobs.

“You must Miss Granger, you can’t stay here.” McGonagall said as she pet Hermione’s back.

“I…I love Remus please don’t make me leave.” She said causing McGonagall to wince, a sympathetic look in her old eyes.

“M’Dear…I’m sorry but none of us have a choice.” She said as she helped Hermione off her bed.

“No! Please I can’t go please I’m begging you Professor!” Hermione said sobbing as she fell to her knees.

“Hermione, if we have to stun you to get you back we will.” Dumbledore said softly as he gripped her arm softly. “James’, Lily’s, Peter’s, and Sirius’ memories have all been altered…Remus will follow suit as soon as he come out of his form.”

“Please…Let me say goodbye to him.” Hermione pleaded as she looked at the ground, tears hitting the ground making a soft pitter-patter echo through the room.

“All…All right. We will lift his form for only five minutes, the we must leave.” Dumbledore said as he opened the door to her room, waving his wand at the Werewolf that was about to charge him. Instantly, with a pop, the monster fell, leaving Remus Lupin in its place. Hermione rushed forward, hugging him in the darkness of the room.

“Hermione what’s going on?” Remus asked in a confused way as he looked back at the professors in the doorway, his eyes growing wide with confusion. “Hermione what's happening?” He asked her with panic growing in his voice.

“I’m…I’m leaving Remus.” She said in a soft scared voice, causing Remus to grip her arms.

“What?! Hermione you, you can’t leave!” Remus shouted, tears rolling down his own cheeks.

“I don’t have a choice!” Hermione yelled as Remus pulled her into his arms, shaking in the night air.

“I love you Hermione, you…you just can’t go!” He said as he strocked the back of her head, her tears soaking his skin.

“I have to.” She said as she looked up at him, his gold eyes glittering in the dim lighted room.

“Hermione listen to me, no matter what they do to me, no matter how many curses they put on me, I will never forget you, and I will never stop loving you! Do you hear me!” He said forcefully as he shook her gently, his heart aching in grave pain.

“I know Remus, I love you too!” Hermione said as Remus wrapped his arms around the small of her back, kissing her passionately, not caring who was watching. Hermione’s heart raced for what she though would be the last time. She kissed him back with all she had in her, her mind reeling with mixed emotions and pain. His fingers ran through her hair as she felt them becoming less human.

“Go Hermione!” Remus yelled as he felt the pain grip him once more. “Don’t forget me.” He said softly before he passed out. With a wave of his wand and a large frown Dumbledore obliviate Remus’s memory of Hermione, causing her to break down and weep. She felt a strange pain in her heart, something she had never felt before. Heart Break, honest to god, make you want to throw yourself off a bridge Heart Break.

“I’m sorry.” She whispered to no one particular as she felt everything go black, and her body go limp. She felt a tingling sensation in her last moments of conciseness. She wanted to cry out, she wanted Remus to reach back for her, but he didn’t. A cold shiver moved through her body as she felt herself being lifted. Leaving Remus behind, before she completely was gone from her awake state one last thing left her lips. “Wait for me.”
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"Hermione… oh, Hermione dear, please wake up?" She heard a sweet, loving voice say from above her. Her mind was swirling, as the pain in her nightmare became all too real. She felt as though her flesh was on fire as her blood boiled beneath. Pain flowed through her as she struggled against the unconsciousness. She groaned slightly as the light poured threw her closed eyelids.

“Hermione, can you hear me?” She heard a voice say from above her, a voice she knew all to well. She winced slightly as she opened her eyes, causing everyone in the room to let out a deep sigh of relief.

“Welcome back Hermione.” Ron said as he leaned forward and pressed his lips agaisnt her forward, causing her to wince and smile at the same time.

“Ron?” She asked, causing him to nod. “I missed you.” She said, a smile covering his face as he leaned back down at wrapped his arms around her. “Harry?” She asked as she looked around, causing a raven-haired boy to move forward, a huge smile on his face. Harry hugged her as well, the golden trio all sprawled on her bed.

Both Ron and Harry laid down beside her, talking to her about what was going on so far in their year. Hermione smiled and faked interest in everything they had been saying as her mind fluttered back to Remus and for some weird reason he just like Harry and Ron had been when she was in the past. He was like a dream. A wonderful blissful dream. Still the haunting memory of love, and the heartache consuming her would not let her forget him, not that she ever would. She smiled as she looked between Ron and Harry, her best friends. She almost regret ever imagining staying back in the past, it wasn’t until now that she realized just how much she missed them.

Ron’s eyes bore into her, something she really didn’t resent. She looked into his sky blue eyes, her heart lifting slightly. Still she couldn’t help but feel a ping of guilt as she imagined Remus, and what he would think. She was being unfaithful but right now she was to tired to think about that, far to tired.

She rested her head on Ron’s chest as she listened to the steady beat of his heart. She had always loved him, but for some reason it couldn’t compare to the love she had for Remus, something she had tucked safely in the confides of her heart. She trembled slightly as the hairs on the back of her neck stood up, something was happening. She looked around the room just as she hear foot steps stop outside the door.

A man stood in the doorframe, older then she remembered and withered. His sandy blonde hair was slicked back, only a few gray hairs every here and there. His face was clean-shaven and his smile undeniable. His golden eyes twinkled with a love and joy she would recognize anywhere. And his voice soothed her like no other. “Welcome back Hermione, I missed you.”

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