When Fate Comes Knocking

A/N: Wow, I have been absolutely floored with the reviews I have received. Never has any of my stories been liked this much. Certainly makes me want to continue!!

Chapter Two

Blood of the Enemy

“So where does your family live now?” Hermione asked. It was their first official dinner date and Harry and Hermione were playing twenty questions.

“My parents are living in Canada right now, a city called Kitchener in Ontario, we moved there a couple of years ago,” Harry answered while they were waiting for their food. “It's not bad there; better then some of the other places we have lived. So do you do anything else then keep your Bookshop?”

“I am studying medicine my spare time, mostly out of books and such. I thought of maybe becoming a teacher and teach at my old school. Now I have an interesting question, if you have moved around a lot how is it that you have an English accent after all this time.” Hermione asked.

“To be honest I don't rightly know, were I was little my parents said I might adapt my speech with time but it never happened, sort of like magic I suppose.” Hermione had been sipping on her drink when his said the `M' word and started to chock, “Are you alright?”

Hermione finished coughing, “Yeah, I'm fine I guess it just went down the wrong way.” Hermione quickly recovered as their dinner arrived. “So do you believe in the supernatural?” Hermione continued their questioning to get to know each other better.

“I guess it could be possible, I haven't seen anything as of yet, but I'm not totally closed off to the idea. Do you have any brothers or sister?”

“No, I don't, I am only child. What about you?” Hermione asked.

“Not that I know of, I mean my parent can't have children, and I am adopted. I don't know if I have sibling still out there.”

“How is your search going?”

“No where, so far I have found nothing.”

“Maybe I'll help you one of these days,” Hermione offered. Harry smiled. After dinner the couple went to an ice cream shop, where they each got a cone before Harry walked Hermione to the bookshelf.

The street they were walking on was a rather dark one and not many people were traveling upon it. Hermione had an uneasy feeling about it.

“So, I was wondering if you would like to have dinner at my house this weekend, I know my roommates are dying to meet you.

“How many roommates do you have?” Harry asked.

“Four, and only one of them is a girl I might add.”

“So this is the equivalent of introducing me to your older brothers that are going to give me the `If you hurt her in any way' speech?”

“They're not that bad,” Hermione said, “Ok, they are but you should be honored, I would only introduce the guys that I was really interested in.”

“Well in that case, I will come,” Harry said, “Better sooner then later.”

There was sudden load noise the startled them, Hermione quickly made sure her wand was in reach.

“Stupefy,” was heard as the curse was cast and Harry was hit with it. It wasn't enough to knock him out but he was certainly dazed. Hermione whipped her wand out as five men in dark robes advanced on them, each with a white mask. Death Eaters. Three of them moved to take on Hermione as she was separated from Harry. Hermione managed to protect herself with shields and counter curses. She could help but to think that Harry could die, and all because of this stupid war with a barely alive Dark Lord and Hermione managed to be on a hit list because she was in the resistance group, The Order of the Phoenix.

“Leave her,” one of the Death Eater who was overseeing Harry, “We've got the blood of the enemy, we are not suppose to kill anyone.” And with that they apperated away. Hermione immediately raced over to where Harry was slumped against a wall. He had a huge gash on his right forearm and another one above is right eyebrow, He was still conscious but still dazed.

“What the bloody hell was that all about, why'd they want my blood? Are you hurt?” Harry managed to say.

“I'm fine,” Hermione brushed away some hairs away from the cut on his forehead, she suddenly noticed something else, “How long have you had this scar?” she asked tracing it with her thumb.

“Oh that, I've had it all my life.” Harry managed to see the look on Hermione's face, “What is it?”

“You're Harry Potter.” She said in a barely audible whisper.

“Yeah, that was my name before I was adopted. I think I'm going to pass out now.” And with that Harry slipped into oblivion.

`Oh that's great' Hermione thought, He'd probably got a concussion. I fall in love with the most amazing person, and I am about to screw up his life because he is Harry Freaking Potter.'

Hermione quickly apperated him to one of the spare bedrooms at Grimmauld Place and quickly healed Harry's injuries before rushing down to the kitchen where they kept the potions. She needed to make sure Harry didn't suffer from a concussion.

The rest of Hermione's roommates were in the kitchen eating their dinner.

“Back so soon?' Ginny asked, but then they noticed Hermione had been crying, “What's wrong?”

“I'll be back in a minute and I'll tell you,” Hermione said grabbing the potion she needed and a phial of sleeping draft. Hermione raced back upstairs and thankfully no one followed her.

~*~

Hermione made her way back into the kitchen where everyone was waiting.

“So what happened?” Ron asked.

“We were attacked.” Hermione said, “There were five Death Eaters.”

“Was it a random attack or were they after you?” Remus asked.

“Neither, they were after Harry, they said something about `Blood of the Enemy'” Hermione explained.

“We have to tell Dumbledore about this.” Sirius said moving for the fire place.

“No,” Hermione shouted, “Not yet at least. He need time to find out who he is, we can't have Dumbledore shoving him into this war.”

“Shove who into this war?”

“Harry,” Hermione explained, “I don't know why I didn't see it before. I mean I have seen pictures of James. Merlin it all makes sense now.”

“Well I glad it does to one of us Mione,” Ron said, “care to elaborate.”

“There was a gash on his forehead and that's when I saw the scar,” Hermione looked directly at Remus and Sirius, “It's Harry, Harry Potter.”