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Fandom(s): Supernatural/Harry Potter/(BtVS future chapters)
Spoilers: SPN season 1, HP post OothP and Books 6 & 7
Summary: Hermione Granger leaves the war in the wizarding world behind to find the family that had given her up, her father a man named John Winchester.
Xposted at spn_hp, chosen_hunters, and sn_crossovers
Chapter 1 can be found here
A/N: Here is the second chapter. This story is dedicated to dhfreak who inspires me every day and is one of the most talented people I know. Seriously I don't know what I would do without her, most people have muses I have her. This shows Hermione when her parents died and how much of a Winchester she can be (she uses a gun). Enjoy and let me know what you think.
Chapter 2 Steel and Spells
"Mom," Hermione yelled as she entered the two story house she had grown up in "Dad." it was a nice and normal neighbor filled with doctors and lawyers and police officers and slaesmen. It was the perfect place for two dentist to raise a child.
For the first 11 years of her existence Hermione Granger had lead a perfectly normal life. Then one day a snowy owl had dropped off a letter on their doorstep from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy. Ever since then her life had been everything but normal.
Her parents, her normal parents had stood beside her every step of the way embracing a world that had claimed her despite their beliefs and their inability to fully understand it.
"Mom, Dad." Hermione yelled louder setting her coat down on the coach in the front room furrowing her brows in confusion. Thery weren't at work, it was the holidays and her father had assured her that their small practice would be closed for her visit home.
Fear filled her as she noticed the unnatural silence and she padded her way to her parents room her shoes on the carpet making no noise. She slowly pushed open the door dread filling her and her hand went to her mouth and her eyes filled with tears at what she saw.
Her mother lay slumped in her chair her eyes wide and sightless no mark on her body to show why her chest no longer rose and fell with air. Her father was crumpled on the floor the door to the bathrooom still wide open his eyes just as wide and without life no mark touching his body either.
"We've been waiting for you." a voice informed her smugly. Hermione spun around to find herself facing the mask of a Death Eater another behind him. Her hand reached for her wand her ears ringing her heart pounding furiously as she ducked out of the way.
"Stupefy." she yelled blasting the spell over her shoulder as she scrambled into the bathroom her legs carrying her by her parents bodies her mind numb with fear and grief something else stirring deep down. An anger unlike she had ever felt.
She barricaded herself in her bathroom ducking into the closet that held the robes and towels and closing her eyes tightly as she tried to concentrate her body stiffening up and squeezing through space as she apparted back in her front room unable to will herself any further.
She found herself face to face with a Death Eater and that anger filled her as she shot out with her wand "Stupefy." the simple spell filled with the power of her anger catching the thug off guard and sending him into a heap on the floor.
Something hit her hard and Hermione hit the ground her wand flying out of her hand. She rolled out of the way of more spells ducking behind the couch and turning over the inn table to provide a shield the drawer in it tumbling out along with various papers and a small black case.
Hermione reached for the case her hand fumbling with the combination and it sprung open her hand wrapping around cool steel.
"Why are you running, you're defenseless, just give yourself up and you want get hurt." the voice from earlier slid over her "My Master just wants to talk to you. He sent us here to collect you." the voice was getting closer.
Hermione squeezed her eyes shut tightly than opened them filled with resolve. She pushed the table away from her into the Death Eater and raised the gun registering the fear filled eyes as she pulled the trigger the man flying back wars from the force of the bullet her father had insister on keeping it loaded with.
The Death Eater she had hit with the spell was still and the other that had been bitten by the bullet wouldn't be moving ever again.
Gun still firmly clasped in her hand Hermione sank to the floor arms wrapping around her knees as she huddled into herself her body shaking with the force of the tears that where making there way down her face sobs muffled.
That was how she was found two hours later by members of the Order and it took Ron to pry the gun out of her hands and gather her in her arms before she could rest. Before she could bury herself in someone else and deal with the grief that was eating at her.
The Death Eater that had survived was taken into custody and would be interogatted and put on trial and the other's body was removed the blood cleaned up and magic put in place to make it look like Hermioone was never there.