Doppelganger

JK Rowlings owns Harry Potter. This is fanfiction and I make no money from this

AN I know it is unbelievable that Captain Granger is in charge of a mission. I think that the general is trying to hide things. I know more of the Air Force then the Army, so if it seems unrealistic, it is fan fiction after all.

Chpt 5 Souls Merge

Hermione said nothing rode in the command vehicle next to Colonel Potter as they entered a canyon. She noticed the tenseness of the commander at the failed attempts at contacting HQ and getting lift off for her.

Potter commanded his column to stop. "Longbottom try again."

Private Longbottom spoke into his mike. After several attempts the soldier looked to his commander and shook his head.

Captain Jones walked up and stood awaiting orders. "Jones, a thirty minute break for everyone. Make sure they use the time to check their weapons and gear."

The captain nodded passing the word as he walked the column.

"Captain Granger walk with me a while."

Hermione joined him as they walked away from the vehicle as her eight soldiers followed. She sensed the colonel's need for privacy as she indicated that they should not follow.

"May I call you Hermione captain?" He asked.

"Certainly colonel. After all I have known you the whole time that I have been deployed."

"Call me Harry when no one else is around. I want you to read my orders Hermione as for better or worse you are involved as I could not arrange lift off for you, and for that I do apologize." Handing her the papers.

He waited as he watched her read the orders before a frown appeared as she nervously chewed her lower lip.

"Harry I am not familiar with the way the army operates but shouldn't this be a mission for Special Forces or at the minimum Rangers?"

Harry nodded to her. "Hermione you are very perceptive. Yes this mission should not have fallen to my command." He told her of his history with General Riddle.

The doctor looked to him skeptically. "So you think this is his way to get you out of the picture permanently?"

"I know that I am taking a chance in telling you this. Two C-17s exploded on take-off. Then the failure of contacting HQ. Your orders were signed by him and he knows that you are with me and yet we hear nothing." He looked to her for a moment. "I wonder if your helicopter made it back to base. Captain Hunter promised to come back for you."

Hermione's eyes grew wide at the revelation. Lily!

"Oh Harry! Your medic, Lily, and the major." She spoke out as she suddenly sank down on her knees. This was too much as she realized the truth in his reasoning.

Harry knelt down to her. "You must be strong for my troops Hermione. They have respect for you and they know that you will take care of them. None of them trusted their medic. He was suddenly assigned to us and disdainful to them. My officers reported that the soldiers were not sorry in his leaving and felt more confident with you being here. Can you carry on now that I have told you everything?"

Hermione allowed Harry to pull her up as she composed herself. "I am a liability to you sir. Your soldiers will worry about me if there is combat."

"Everything will be fine Hermione. Make sure everything in the medics vehicle is in order. Let me know if anything is amiss."

Hermione nodded to him. "Did you tell your staff about your suspicions?"

Harry looked to her. "No Hermione. They are soldiers and they know what they need to do. You are an Air Force doctor and not trained for combat. I wanted you to be prepared."

"Thanks Harry. I promise that I will not let you down. I'll check out my equipment now."

Harry watched as the captain walked away as she was joined by the soldiers assigned to protect her.

Voldemort sat at his throne pleased. He helped in the plans of his doppelganger with the elimination of the two aircraft and the destruction of the helicopter. He would mention this when he revealed himself to the general. He needed a witness of the massacre that was planned. He pressed his Mark and waited.

Severus appeared and knelt before him.

"Rise Severus and listen to my plans."

Severus rose and listened to the Dark Lord as he explained what was required of him.

Hermione made her way down the column as she spoke to the soldiers. She heard a shout. "Danger approaches!" She shook her head as she approached Private Reese and his group.

"Private I don't know what to do with you sometimes. Everything well?" She asked.

"Yep everyone is whole and healthy. And my day better. If I have to die at least it will be looking into your beautiful eyes." The soldier waspishly replied.

"Flattery will get you nowhere private. Let me know if you need anything." She chuckled as she made her way to the medic vehicle.

Hermione riffled through the contents as she found an armband with a red cross and pulled it onto her arm. She noticed a Kevlar helmet adorned with a red cross and removed her cover and placed it on her head as she adjusted the chin strap. Finding a web belt containing two canteens and a couple of first aid kits attached to it she placed it around her waist, adjusting it so that it rested properly on her hips. Opening the rucksack on the floor vehicle she discovered that it was empty.

She found no medical supplies on the vehicle. No bandages no morphine nothing at all. What the hell? she thought to herself. Oh she was fucked as she could not help the troops if they needed it. She was thankful that she pulled the first aid kits of the helicopter before it departed.

Hermione approached the command vehicle noticing the colonel looking at a map along with his officers and senior enlisted staff. "Pardon me colonel but may I have a word with you?"

"Certainly Captain Granger." He replied as he dismissed his staff.

Potter looked to his doctor turned medic pleased that she wore the armband and helmet of a medic.

"Harry you have no medical supplies at all. All I found you see me wearing now other than the kits that I pulled off the helicopter and my personal kit. If there is combat it will not be enough."

"That's impossible. I always check the medics first before I deploy on a mission. The supplies were there." He flatly stated.

"Believe me Harry I have nothing to treat your soldiers other than what they carry in their individual first aid kits. Do they carry T-shirts? I could use them as bandages if needed."

Colonel Potter sent the command that each soldier give two spare undershirts to the medic vehicle. He unpinned the black captain bars from her uniform and handed them to her. "There are no officer medics Hermione. Removing these will protect you." Watching as she shoved the bars into the cargo pocket of her uniform.

He looked to her for a moment as he pulled out a spare Kevlar body vest and placed it upon her snapping the buckles into place. "Your hair. If we are attacked they will see you as a female. They may target you."

Hermione sighed as she removed her helmet and let down her long bushy hair. "It's a good thing I am not vain sir. Care to do the honors?"

The colonel pulled out a survival knife from his boot and began to cut her hair as gently as he could. He stepped back and looked to her for a moment. "And think you did not have to pay the high prices a beauty salon charges." He joked.

She looked in the mirror of the command vehicle. It was a hack job, but with her helmet on it would do.

The colonel must have noticed her regret as when she looked back Private Longbottom was standing there with shaving cream and an old fashioned barber's razor. "The private is our unofficial barber. Several soldiers go to him to save money on their haircuts."

"If you'll allow me captain I can fix you up in a high and tight just like the rest of us. The commander told me why he needed to cut your hair."

She sat down. "Make me beautiful private." She joked as she noticed his nervousness.

After a while the private stood back and held up a highly polish metal mirror. She took it from him and examined it as she rubbed the back of her head. She already felt cooler in the desert heat. "Well done private and thank you."

She hooked the chin strap of her helmet around the top of the canteen on her belt as she made her way back to her vehicle.

"Danger what happened to your hair?" She heard Private Reese shout out to her.

"Don't worry private you still have my beautiful eyes." She replied walked by.

The column moved out as Hermione sat next to her driver cutting the donated T-shirts into strips for make-shift bandages.

Voldemort suddenly appeared in General Riddle's office as the muggle shouted out for his guards. The soldiers rushed into the office weapons bearing on the stranger as they suddenly dropped their weapons and was frozen in place.

General Riddle looked into the red eyes of the strange morphed man that was standing in front of him. He features reminded him of a snake.

"A pleasure to meet you general. I am here to help you in your plans."

"Who are you and what plans are you talking about?" The general fearfully asked.

"The murder of Colonel Potter of course. And then after that I am going to fulfill your dreams of politics. You are going to be a shining star that rises quickly."

The general settled down as Voldemort told the general his plans.

The column of men and vehicles arrived at the stop point as Colonel Potter looked to the site. The view matched the pictures in his intelligence packet.

Suddenly the view shimmered and changed into solid rocks and cliffs of a dead end as the sound of gunfire and mortars suddenly erupted.

Men shouted and brought their weapons to bear against the attack.

Hermione abandoned her vehicle dragging her bag containing the makeshift bandages and aircraft first aid kits. She crawled along focusing on the moans of a soldier. She noticed her eight soldiers following behind her.

"Forget about me! Defend the column!" She shouted out to Sergeant Jones watching as they scrambled away leaving her alone.

She found the soldier and looked into the pained eyes of Private Reese as she pulled out an ampoule of morphine.

He grabbed her hand containing the ampoule and pushed it aside. "Danger I am done in and you know it. Save it for those who need it." He coughed up blood as she noticed the gaping wound across the young soldier's torso.

"Look to me Danger! You really have beautiful eyes." He weakly commanded.

She looked into the deep blue eyes of the dying soldier. "It's Hermione and your eyes are beautiful as well."

The soldier smiled for a moment and convulsed as he died. She closed the young soldier's eyes pulling off a dog tag as she crawled along to the next injured soldier. And the next.

Meanwhile Colonel Potter shouted out commands as he watched all of his vehicles erupt in flames. "Get the ammo out or we are done in." He shouted out as he grabbed an M-16 from a fallen soldier and began to fire. "Longbottom call Bludger! We are under attack and need assistance!" He shouted out as he continued to fire.

Private Longbottom turned and began to transmit as several bullets hit his radio as he screamed out, pulling the radio from his back and tossing it aside as bullets hit his shoulder and legs. He crawled to his commander drawing his M-16 and firing it into the wave of the enemy. "Sir, they got the radio!"

The attack stopped as suddenly as it began.

Hermione tried to crawl to the screams of her wounded soldiers as bullets hit in front of her forcing her away as she felt bullets strike her arms and shoulder. She found herself in front of Colonel Potter. "The enemy is preventing me from assisting my soldiers." Hermione panted out as she fell down before him.

The colonel called for recall and found himself with Private Longbottom and Captain Granger responding to the call.

Shots fired out striking the colonel as he slumped down as Hermione tended to him smelling the carbon of gun smoke. "You must stay still colonel." She softly told him as she used her last ampoule of morphine and tucked the last of her bandages into his massive wounds.

"We're done in Hermione." He gasped out as he pulled his 9 mil from his holster and handed it to her. "Use it if you need to Hermione. You know what will happen to you as this is a secret mission no one will acknowledge you."

"I promise that I will do what I need to when it is time." Watching as the colonel passed out.

She dragged herself over to Private Longbottom and treated his wounds.

"We are going to die." The young private told her.

"Yes it seems that we are." She replied back calmly.

"It really would not be bad but I have never kissed a girl. I never knew how to act around them." The private sadly replied.

Hermione looked into eyes of the young incapacitated soldier.

She gathered him into her arms. "I am not a young girl Private Longbottom but I hope I am enough." She told him as she kissed him deeply, pouring her feelings into it.

He responded back, the kiss delicious. "Thank you captain." He muttered out as he passed out.

Hermione stood up as she tossed her helmet off and pulled off the medic armband and tossed it aside.

She sat in front of the machine gun and began to fire as the enemy attacked.

A blue light flared as she felt the bullets hit her as she knew no more.

Severus watched with the commander as he ordered the last attack and saw the blue flash and quickly apparated away. He recognized magic when he saw it.

Hermione pushed the trigger on the machine gun and fired it toward the enemy. She watched in disbelief as the bullets bounced off her as she succumbed to her own wounds and knew no more.

"Who are you?" Captain Granger asked.

"I am you." The light responded back.

"You are the blue light?" Hermione asked. "Am I dying?"

"No you are not." The light replied back.

"&&&

Captain Granger woke up and found herself in a bed and opened her eyes. "Water." She gasped out.

The nurse observing her shot out of her chair and left bringing back a doctor. "Welcome back Hermione. I must admit we were worried about you." The doctor replied.

"Colonel Potter and Private Longbottom! What happened to them?"

The doctor handed her a glass of water. "They are well. You have been in a coma for six months." She told her.

"Rest Captain Granger." The doctor told her as she placed a sedative into the IV.

Captain Granger dreamed of a castle and a hooked nosed man who looked like Major Snape glaring down at her in some sort of classroom.

Her dream morphed into young people that she had no knowledge of. A teenager with a scar and a red head as well. It made no sense to her as her thoughts faded out.