A Nobody's Guardain-*Prologue*

Chain of Memories if Namine had a certain protector during her reconstruction of Sora's memory. Harry Potter belongs J.K.Rowling. Kingdom Hearts belongs to SquareEnix.

Prologue

Ever felt you needed to protect someone you never met before, but felt really important to you? That’s how one Gryffindor student of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry felt, sixth year prefect Hermione Granger felt like that the whole day. She felt great it was a Saturday, or else she would be in trouble. The whole day she felt like someone was calling out for her help, and it sounded a girl’s s voice calling out.

She sat under an oak tree, sketching, one of her unknown hobbies. Ever since she was little, she’d always like to sketch, usually she’d draw Harry sleeping or doing a chore from the Dursleys, but she never knew who she was drawing. Now she was drawing a girl in a simple white dress and sandals, in the girl’s hands was a sketchbook like her own. Her head was down, on either side of her was a shadow, the shadow on the left had a scythe and the shadow on the right had daggers.

Hermione ran a hand through her cut dark brown hair, it was no longer long or wavy, it just touched her shoulders now, in a most coolest manner, the back stuck out everywhere. Her deep chocolate brown eyes, usually filled with happiness and cheer, looked at the new drawn sketch, she felt like she should protect the girl, if she was real.

During the week, Harry had been training Dumbledore’s Army if Voldemort were to attack unexpectedly, Hermione was so busy, she didn’t have time to sketch. Getting up, she walked back to the school. As she walked, Hermione noticed something in the air, it was a white feather. It didn’t look like an owl feather or any other feather, it was much smaller. Holding out her hand, Hermione grabbed the feather.

Tightly holding the feather in her hand, Hermione continued back to Hogwarts, once she had entered her room and been her sketchbook away. As Hermione examined the feather in her hand, her door open and Ron Weasley came in, shouting, “Hermione! Voldemort is here, with some Death Eaters!â€

Nodding, Hermione grabbed her wand and ran with Ron to the Great Hall, the feather still tightly clutched in her hand. An out battle was going on in the Great Hall; lots of the students from Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff were fighting many black robes figures. A boy with short messy raven black hair and emerald green eyes was leading the students.

“Harry, mate!†Ron shouted, running with Hermione to him.

“Hey, guys!†Harry Potter shouted back, dodging an attack.

The battle want on for a while, almost all the Death Eaters were gone, but someone screamed as Voldemort quickly grabbed someone. It was Hermione, Harry was raging with angry, Voldemort held his arm around her neck, his wand pointed at her neck.

The feather was still in her hand, but she was lightly loosely her grip on it. Hermione looked at Harry; their eyes met for one last time, the world around her went in slow motion as Voldemort uttered a cruse on her. A blue light engulfed around her and she disappeared.

“Hermione, no!†Harry shouted, wanting to run to her, but Ron grabbed him. The blue light that engulfed Hermione became so bright that it became blinding.

After the battle, Harry went to Hermione’s room and found her sketchbook. Looking through it, he noticed most of her sketches of him, but the last one he got confused. A girl scared of two shadows in the background, who was she and what did the shadows mean?

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Marluxia smiled at a girl with shoulder length blond hair, who was kneeling at him, she wore a simple sleeveless white dress and blue sandals. It seemed like she was shaking at the sight of him, slowly, she looked up at him with bright sea blue eyes.

“When the Key Bearer comes, rearrange his memory,†the Assassin said.

The girl only nodded, tightly holding a sketchbook to her chest, she walked to the next room, which only had a single chair in the center. She sighed, as soon as she reached the chair, a blue light appeared. Falling from it was an older girl, with shoulder length dark brown hair and deep chocolate brown eyes.

She looked at the girl; she could see the feather in the girl’s hand. They stared at each other for a long time, when the dark brown haired girl asked.

“Who are you?†she asked.

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