AN: This chapter was written by mouse082191

Disclaimer: This chapter is not mine, it was written by mouse082191. She does not own the HP characters either, they still belong to JK Rowling


Everyone went back to what they were doing still in a bit of a daze that her music put them in. Hermione packed her stuff up again and walked over to Tom. Sara was now sleeping comfortably in her arms. What Hermione did not notice was a shadowy figure in the shadows that had watched her a moment ago, now had his eyes very widely opened.


He had gone to the Alley to give the apothecary the list of ingredients he required for the first semester and some for his own personal stock. He finally decided to return back to his home by Floo from the Leaky Cauldron. The bumbling fool of a minister, Fudge, decided that anti-apparition wards on the Alley would be a good idea. All that would do was trap the people without a way of escape. He could only shake his head at the stupidity of the man in charge of protecting their lives. Not his of course. Fudge didn't give a damn about what happened to him.

Shaking his head to clear his mind and entered the pub. He entered just in time to hear the tail end of an announcement.

"…Sooo you lucky people get to decide whether or not she takes the last bands' place! Now I expect all of you to behave," he paused until everyone showed some form of agreement, "Okey day! Mione, go for it!"

He slipped into the shadows to listen to the woman singing. The first thing he noticed was that she looked familiar. The second thing he noticed was she beautiful, and then yelled at himself for thinking like that about an obviously younger woman. Clearing his mind he listened to her start singing. Her voice was beautiful and her lyrics were very deep.

My black backpack stuffed with broken dreams

Twenty bucks should get me through the week

Never said a word of discontentment

Thought it a thousand times but now I'm leaving home

Here in the shadows I'm safe, I'm free

I've nowhere else to go

but I cannot stay where I don't belong

Two months pass by and it's getting cold

I know I'm not lost I'm just alone

But I won't cry, I won't give up, I can't go back now

Waking up is knowing who you really are

Here in the shadows

I'm safe, I'm free

I've nowhere else to go

but I cannot stay where I don't belong

In the shadows I'm safe, I'm free

I've nowhere else to go

but I cannot stay here

Oh, show me the shadow where true meaning lies

So much more dismay in empty eyes.

He smirked in partial dismay, she had to be a Gryffindor. He knew everyone that graduated from Slytherin for the past eighteen years (I don't know when he became a death-eater but this is somewhat logical. Harry is seventeen so he would have been teaching before that, and he had to have been a death-eater before Harry was born.) and he knew that none of his students had that kind of talent. He could, however, appreciate the fact that she knew hardship. She wasn't naïve, she had been exposed to the real world.

He followed her with his eyes as he saw a little girl run up to her. He was thinking on who she could possible be, and why she seemed familiar. He thought back to what he heard Tom call her. Mione. He had heard that before. Thinking hard his eyes widened as he remembered where he had heard that name. He knew who she was, Hermione Granger. She was the know-it-all of Hogwarts and the teacher's favorite.

'Oh shit…' he suddenly remember what he had thought about her earlier…

AN :This is the last chapter written by mouse082191, the next one will be mine. Yay )