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Beauty and the Unexpected Beast

By Katie Dicello

The Snatcher

This story starts in the middle of the seventh book of Deathly Hallows and I will follow the plot line of the book not the movie except for a few things that need to change for it to follow Beauty and The Beast. Up until Ron left everything that had happened in the original books happened except for Chapter One of Deathly Hallows "The Dark Lord Ascending"

Please review and read it all.

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, magical objects, history, or anything else. All credit goes to the one and only J.K. Rowling who is the best person in the world.

"Protego!" I shout, getting both of the enraged boys attention as the invisible shield expanded around the three of us. I take a step back, getting out of the way, and watch as Harry and Ron result to sending death glares at one another, now that they could not shoot spells at one another. I try so very hard not to glare at Ron as Harry was.

Suggesting I would leave Harry, and suggesting that himself would do the same. The three of us had been through too much for him to leave now.

"Leave the Horcrux," Harry says, his tone was near menacing. Neither of them saw me flinch at the word, like all the other times. I watched in horror as Ron took of the terrible locket and threw it onto one of the chairs. Harry turns to me, his menacing look lessening but still hard. "What are you doing?"

Shocked I ask, "What do you mean?"

"Are you staying or what?"

"Yes, yes I'm staying." I say then quickly turned to Ron, hoping to change his mind to stay with us, to stay with me. "Ron, we said we'd go with Harry, we said we'd help-" but before I can get it all out he interrupts me.

"I get it. You choose him." He snaps. "Ron, no" I try to reach him but the shield was still up. I quickly take it down and try to grab Ron but he storms out of the tent. "Please- Come back, come back!" I screech running after him in the pouring rain. A flash lightning streaks the sky, and thunder booms, muting the sound of the pop as Ron disapparated away, no longer able to come back.

I scream and fall to the damp floor sobbing and screaming at different intervals from when I was broken-hearted to when I was too angry to do anything but scream. Thunder boomed again, awaking me from the dream.

The moment I wake up, I know it was just a nightmare, a nightmare of what was now the past as far as I was concerned. And Harry seems to have accepted that fact too.

It's February and Ron still has not come back, but we had given up on him after Harry found the Sword of Gryffindor. Since then, all he has been thinking about is the Deathly Hallows. We had no leads on those or the dreadful Horcruxes.

The night Harry had found the sword, I was scared he was going to die of frost bite. The locket had put up a tough fight. It must have been because of luck I found Harry under the ice at the time I had. My wand had been with me on the side of the lake and I quickly shot a charm to warm the pond, and extract Harry, warming him in the process. He was so weak he somehow convinced me, I had to destroy the locket.

Harry had opened the locket using Parseltongue, and immediately I could feel the evil it possessed. Harry was holding it open when it began to speak, in a low and hissing voice.

"I have seen your heart, and it is mine." I had frozen, enchanted by the voice. "I know your fears, Hermione Granger, I know your nightmares. Everything you fear is possible, and has happened."

Suddenly, what looked similar to mist came out of the locket, and wrapped around itself forming my parents and another family. What looked like the figures of Lucius and Draco Malfoy stood in front of my parents.

"Filthy Mudblood." Draco Malfoy had spat at me, Lucius nodding. "They are happier without you. A failure as a muggle and a faliure as a witch. Why would anyone want you? You are a freak of nature, as ugly as your own blood. You deserve this."

As I watched in horror, the sword still raised above my head, Lucius and Draco both sent identical red streaks of light at my confused parents, who then began to fall to the floor dead.

"Stab it Hermione!" Harry yelled. I ran forward, not thinking about breaking the locket, but instead killing Malfoy.

We didn't talk about it after that, Harry had done something with the locket but I didn't want to know what had happened to it. A few times, I thought of obliviating myself to get rid of the memory, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. Before that night, I hadn't even realized that was my deepest fear. The only relief I felt from it, was to know I no longer worried of Ron and where he was. It wasn't much, but the weight that had been taken off of me helped a little. Even if I did still hope he would come back to us. To me.

Harry is outside messing with his wand again. Every time he did, I feel terrible for having broken it myself, but he seems to know that and always puts it away when he saw me watching, which he did now.

"Hey Hermione, was your nap alright?" Harry asks.

"Yeah, but the dream won't go away." I admit. When Harry admitted to still being connected to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, I admitted to having dreams of Ron leaving, every night.

"They'll go away." Harry says, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. It wasn't in a romantic way like Ron thought, Harry was an older brother to me, someone I could lean on when things got rough as they always did. "I found out something while you were asleep."

"About..." I say, encouraging him.


"Ron?!" I ask, shocked he would be looking for anything, or how he could have found something.

Something happened over the time Ron was away, something that I don't know if it is repairable. Harry and my relationship with Ron broke the night he left. Leaving Harry to work alone with me was so selfish of him, I'm not sure if Harry would ever forgive his best friend. Ron and my relationship was never really talked about between the two of us, but in Grimmauld Place he had acted like a boyfriend and had been more romantic around me. It stopped completely when we had to leave though. After he left I really did think he would find a way back, but either he gave up or he never tried because we haven't seen any sign of him. After we destroyed the locket, I tried to not think of Ron as much as before, trying to make myself forget the feelings I had for him.

"No." Harry replies bitterly.

"So Him?"

"He's still looking!" Harry exclaims. "He doesn't know where The Elder Wand is. He is still looking for it! I knew it!"

I close my eyes, restraining myself from shaking my head. Harry was set on finding The Elder Wand before Voldemort. I know that he understands it isn't what needs to be looked for. If the Deathly Hallows are real, and Harry really did already have two, it would be easier to only need to find one more thing and then have Harry be the master of Death. But there was no proof, it was almost a myth. And I did not work without proof.

Harry..." I begin, standing up and walking inside, he follows me inside and we sit down on Ron's old bed, it was turned into a couch that we had started to use a couple months ago.

"Come on, Hermione," Harry begins. "Why are you so determined not to admit it? Voldemort's after the Elder Wand!"

Neither of us had used the name in awhile, but we didn't flinch at it either. Fear the name only increases the fear of the thing itself.

"Because Harry, Its seems so-" I quickly stopped talking, because what Ron and everyone else had warned us about was proven correct as we heard a faint popping sound outside and Harry's Sneakoscope began to go haywire. We could hear someone moving around and Harry quickly but quietly got important things together, and I grabbed my extra bag. Before I had a second thought I pointed my wand at Harry and whispered the spell "Engorgio" Harry didn't hear me but he muffled a scream as a Snatcher came through the door. Before I took a look at the Snatcher, I changed the color of my hair, to make myself less recognizable. My now long black hair fell around my shoulders, as I hurried to Harry's side, whispering sorry in his ear.

"What happened to you pig?" A cold, familiar, voice sounds through the room.

I was picked up quickly from the floor and thrown across the room, hitting my head against the table. "NO!" I scream, trying to get back to Harry. "Please he is hurt!" I scream, again not looking at the Snatcher as I scramble to get to Harry to make sure his identity stays a secret.

"Stay back." The man said again, leaning over Harry, trying to make out who he was. "Who are you two?"

"I'm Penelope Clearwater, and he is my muggle boyfriend."

"I know Penelope and you are not her." There was silence for a minute as he seemed to be observing me, then he let out a laugh. "Don't lie to me Granger, your know-it-all voice is easy to pick out of a crowd even if your hair isn't its usual color." The Snatcher sneers. My hair suddenly changes back to its normal bushy brunette self. The use of my last name makes my eyes finally dart away from Harry (who was still hiding his face) to look and identify the Snatcher.

Who was none other than Draco freaking Malfoy.

"Doing the Dark Lord's dirty work, Malfoy?" I bite out, holding back from spitting at him.

"Shut it, Granger, you're not in a position to make me mad. What do you think you're doing using the Dark Lord's name with a muggle huh? Seems like you're becoming a little liar." Malfoy sneers, turning away from me once again to look at Harry. "So who are you then?"

"Tom.." Harry chokes out, making his voice raspy. "Tom Little."

"I don't care who you are. If Granger is here, Potter will be looking for her so I'll just take you both to the Manor."

"No!" I screech, fling myself in front of Harry. He needs to get out of here safely, I could take care of Malfoy, but Harry had to get out. "Malfoy, please he was stung by bees and he is allergic." I say, coming up with the story as I went along. "I need to get him to a hospital, its just a little walk away-"

"Than this filthy muggle can go alone." Malfoy says. "You're coming with me Granger." Malfoy grabs a hold of my arm tightly, and instantly, I felt anger and fear flood through me.

"Say goodbye to your little boyfriend, Granger." Malfoy spits out, turning on the spot and disapparating with me. The last thing I hear is Harry screaming my name.

I hope you all liked the first chapter. If I missed anything out or you think I messed something up please, I beg of you! Tell me! Of course some things had to change, but I'm sure you know that ;)

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