The Witch and The Hunters

CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

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Noises of surprise filled the room.

"No, I'm a witch. A Muggleborn witch."

"You are," he nodded. "But you are also part Angel. And this brings to light some concerns I had about you."

"What do you mean?" She asked quietly.

"You have had far too many near death experiences for a human. You have died four times, and although you are a powerful witch, your magic isn't able to pull you back from death, it's impossible as you well know. The Angel within you kept you alive, long enough to bring you back before you crossed over. You should have died when Dean shot you, but you didn't because you were kept alive long enough for me to heal you. You should have died after the battle a few weeks ago, but the Angel within you held on long enough for me to heal you. All the torture and dark magic you've been exposed to over the years should have killed you, but it didn't. You should have lost your sanity during the time of you capture in the war, like the medics said, yet you didn't because the Angel within you protected you against it. You are not a normal witch. The Angel within you makes you stronger. It makes you close to indestructible and it prolongs your life."

"My life is already prolonged due to my magic," she whispered.

"That is true, but your life will be prolonged further due to your part Angel. You can easily surpass every other witch and wizard in age."

"What does this mean for me? What will happen?"

"You will continue to live your life as you are. Your Angel side will guide you and protect you the best it can. As I said, you will live longer, you are stronger and wiser, and as we've just discovered, you understand Enochian, due to your Angel. You do not have any of the capabilities I do, but you have your magic."

"Were you assigned to be my Guardian Angel?"

"Yes, my father told me millennia ago that there would be a child born and I was to watch over and protect them. I knew nothing of you, only your name, and I waited until the day you were born. I watched over you and when you learned of your magical abilities, I showed myself to you, as it was the time to do so since you needed me. I knew nothing of your parentage, I believed your parents to be humans, too."

"Who else knows about this?"

"Just two others, my father as he knew this would happen since I was assigned to you long before you were due to be born, and another in my brethren that I trust beyond anyone else. After searching through the archives, I discovered that a similar situation happened centuries ago, and she was the Guardian Angel to a human child who was also half Angel. You are what is known as a Nephilim. Nephilims are incredibly rare and they are born to one human parent and one Angel parent that is in their human vessel. Nephilims are not allowed to exist due to the power they possess and they are said to be stronger than Angels themselves. My father was forced to step in and destroy Nephilims to prevent them from destroying all worlds."

She had a fearful look on her face.

"You are in no danger, Hermione," he said softly. "I was assigned to protect you. You are Nephilim, but you are different to the others, if you weren't, my father would not have asked that I watch over you and protect you throughout your life. He would have destroyed you and your mother for disobeying the ancient rules of Heaven. Believe me when I say, you are incredibly special, Hermione, and you were meant to change the world for the better, and you have done a remarkable job so far. It is thanks to you that creatures that are considered lesser than humans are now beginning to have rights and freedom and protection. It is thanks to you that so many people are given the chance to live their lives to the fullest, as you remove the darkness from the world."