A new Life for Harry Potter.

Authors Note: Hey guys how ya doin? I want to say thanks for all the reviews, you guys rock. I have a question for you guys who do you think Hermione\'s love intrest in the story should be?



1. Severus Snape



2. Lucius Malfoy



Put your choice in a review thanks!

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Helaine and Hermione where standing in front of a lit cauldron in the room of requirement. They had spent that last week and a half toiling away in there working on their plan to escape Hogwarts. They would be leaving in two days time. They had to make sure everything was perfect and that the plan went off without a hitch. They couldn’t risk getting caught and falling back under Dumbledore’s control.



Dumbledore had become increasingly bothersome in the last few days. He had taken to calling on Helaine for little late night chats. Helaine knew he was still fishing for information and that if he didn’t get some soon he may resort to harsher tactics. Ron had also become a pain in Helaine’s side. He just always seemed to be around. Helaine had started carrying the Marauders map with her where ever she went just to make sure he wasn’t there.



All in all their planning had gone smoothly, even with all the constant distractions. Even thought the plan wasn’t that complicated Hermione insisted that they both have the time line of events memorized front and back. Helaine had been over the plan so much she could recite it in her sleep. She knew the reason Hermione was being so insistent was because she was scared so Helaine indulged her every time she wanted to go over the plan.



“Alright I just need to add the gilly root and it should be done.” Hermione told Helaine as she added the squishy green roots to the bubbling cauldron. They were brewing a variation of the aging potion the Weasley twins had used last year. This potion was permanent and would only age them by two or three years, just enough to remove the trace on their magic.



Helaine looked inside the cauldron as Hermione stirred the liquid counter clock wise. As soon as she was finished the potion turned from a putrid red to a clear blue. Hermione ladled some of the potion into two glasses handing one to Helaine.



“Ok now remember you have to drink the entire glass, bottoms up.” Hermione told her. They clinked glasses and downed the potion which tasted like bitter toothpaste. Helaine thought she might be sick but fought to keep the potion down. As soon as she had swallowed the entire contents of the glass she set it on the table. She waited for a moment expecting some odd feeling to come over her. When nothing happened she looked over at Hermione.



“Is that all, I expected… I don’t know…. something to happen.” Helaine said. Helaine gasped at the sudden cold sensation that was spreading through her body. She looked over to Hermione who gave her a knowing smile. The cold sensation spread all the way from the top of Helaine’s head all the way down to the bottoms of her feet. Then as fast as it had come the unpleasant cold sensation was gone.



“See that wasn’t so bad.” Hermione said. She giggled at the dirty look Helaine shot her. “Alright now we need to cast an age charm on each other to see if the potion worked.” Hermione told her as she pulled out her wand and pointed it had Helaine. “Annus Aperio.” She said. She watched as tiny gold numbers appeared over Helaine’s Head. “It worked you’re seventeen, wow you look a little different too.” Hermione told her.



A mirror appeared on the left side of the room. Helaine walked over and stood in front of it. She had changed a bit. She was a little taller maybe by an inch or so. Her face had lost some of its babyish appearance and her body had filled out more. Hermione on the other hand had changed a lot. Her hair was longer coming to the middle of her back. Her cheeks had lost some of the roundness and her body had also filled out. Her normal lean body was now curvy; her long legs were shapely and womanly. Helaine wolf whistled at her.



“You know Hermione if I was still a bloke I would definitely make a pass at you.” Helaine told her. She laughed as Hermione blushed and turned away.



“Alright enough goofing off, hurry up and cast the age spell on me.” Hermione told her. Helaine pulled out her wand and cast the spell. A tiny gold nineteen appeared over Hermione’s head.



“Wow Hermione you’re an old maid of nineteen.” Helaine said teasingly. Hermione turned to her no longer looking amused.



“This isn’t the time for more jokes Helaine. What we’re doing is serious and if we get caught…” Hermione said. Helaine looked at her, she knew Hermione was scared but she didn’t realize how much it was affecting her.

“Look Hermione I’m sorry. I was just trying to cheer you up, you’ve been so down lately. I know this is serious and I know the consequence if we get caught. I promise I won’t let anything happen to either of us.” Helaine told her. Hermione nodded and sighed.



“I’m sorry Helaine. I guess this whole situation is getting to me, thanks for trying to make me feel better. Anyways back to business. I know you don’t want to Helaine but I think we should go over the plan once more.” Hermione said. Helaine let out an exasperated sigh.



Their plan was relatively simple. In two days when most of the students left for the Christmas Holiday they would walk down to the train with some friends to say good bye. Hermione and Helaine had already made excuses to stay at the school much to Ron’s disappointment. After the train departs they would stay in Hogsmeade, once they were sure the coast was clear they would head to a secluded street. They would plant evidence to make their disappearance seem like a kidnapping, they would cause a minor explosion to alert the teachers and then portkey away.



“Hermione we’ve gone over the plan enough. We can do this, and everything will be fine.” Helaine told her reassuringly. Hermione didn’t look convinced.



“Helaine I just want us to be prepared. Ok we don’t have to go over the plan again; however we do need to check the bags to make sure we have everything.” Hermione told her. So they spent the next hour checking all their bags making sure they had everything. They weren’t taking much just what was needed, a few changes of clothes, some maps, Helaine invisibility cloak, and what little money they had between them.



“Ok one last thing and we’re done.” Hermione said. She reached in her robe pocket and pulled out a little white plastic case. “These are everlast contacts. The wont fall out, dry out, or get dirty. Once you put them in the dissolve over your eye, you take them out using the traditional method.” She said as she handed the case to Helaine.



Helaine took the case and put it in her pockets. They both checked the room making sure they didn’t forget anything and left. They made sure no one was around as they left the room of requirement. If they would have looked in the shadows they would have seen the pair of blue eyes following them.



The next day as Helaine walked through the castle on her way to potions she thought about Voldemort. She hadn’t dreamed of him for over two weeks and for some reason his silence bothered her. She was worried that she had made the wrong choice taking his help; it was too late now to change her mind. She and Hermione would go ahead with the plan as is and see where it took them, she just hoped this decision wouldn’t get them into trouble. She was pulled out of her musings when she got in front of the potions classroom. She took a deep breath and entered.



Helaine hated coming to this class. Snape had made it his life’s mission to make as many people as he could miserable, especially Helaine. She walked over to the empty seat next to Hermione and sat down.



“Where were you? You were very nearly late.” Hermione said.



“Sorry I just got caught up, no worries at least I made it here before Snape.” Helaine told her. Suddenly the doors to Snape’s private office flew open and banged up against the wall, making every one fall silent almost immediately. Without saying a word Snape went over to the black board and began writing instructions. Once he was finished he turned and faced the class, when no one made a move to get ingredients he glared at them.



“Are you all incapable of reading simple directions? Get to work. He barked out. Neville was the first to scramble from his seat and over to the supply cabinets. After a while everyone had their ingredients and were silently brewing away. Helaine turned and looked at Hermione, who was way ahead of the rest of the class, her potion already being the correct shade of blue. Then she looked up at Neville who was sweating and fidgety, Helaine felt bad for him, he always had such a hard time in the class. As she glanced up at the black board something on the left side of the room caught her attention.



Crabbe and Goyle were standing a little away from their cauldrons holding what appeared to be a sling shot. They had the sling loaded and pulled back and they were aiming at something. Helaine followed where the sling shot was pointed and cringed when she saw it was pointed at Neville. Before she could warn Neville to move out the way Goyle fired the sling shot. Everything after that moved in slow motion, Helaine saw the large rock sail right past her and hit Neville in the side of the head. She watched horrified as his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he collapsed on the floor.



All of the Slytherin students and even a few Gryffindor’s laughed as Neville hit the floor. Helaine rushed over to him, she gasped at the blood that had begun pooling at his temple.



“Professor Snape Neville’s really hurt, he needs help.” She said. She looked over at Snape who was sitting behind his desk looking utterly bored.



“Miss Potter I’m sure your theatrics are unnecessary. Since Longbottom was stupid enough to faint from potion fumes he will remain on the floor.” He said and turned back to what he was doing before her interruption. Hermione had come over to Helaine to see what was the matter with Neville; she removed her robe and pressed it to his bleeding head.



“Professor Snape He didn’t faint, Goyle hit him in the head with something, I saw him!” She shouted. Snape grumbled something under his breath but came over to see Neville. When Snape leaned down Hermione pulled the robe back from the wound that was bleeding even worse. Snape pulled out his wand and muttered some spells, closing up the gash.



“Thomas, Finnigan take mister Longbottom to the infirmary. Inform Madame Pomfrey of his injury and then return. The rest of you get back to work.” He ordered. Helaine and Hermione moved out of the way as Dean and Seamus hoisted Neville up and carried him out of the class. Helaine watched as Snape causally sat back down as if nothing had happened. He didn’t even look over at Goyle, who had a smug smile planted on his ugly face. Helaine felt an intense rage boil up inside her.



“Are you going to do nothing then? You’re just going to let him get away with harming another student?!” She shouted. Snape glared up at her, the cold and hard look in his eyes would have made even the Dark Lord cower, but Helaine wasn’t backing down.



“Excuse me Miss Potter, but how I run my classroom is no business of yours. Ten points from Gryffindor for talking out of turn.” He said with a sneer. Helaine could feel her anger about to boil over so instead of having another outburst she gathered her things and left the class. She knew she had probably lost more house points and racked up enough detentions to last a life time but she didn’t care. Snape no longer mattered, Helaine no longer cared. Tomorrow she and Hermione would leave this place never to look back.

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