Prologue
Hermione
Granger looked up at the stars as she sat on the windowsill of her
Head Girl Dormitories. The night was clear, and a cold breeze had
kept her awake. The stars twinkled in the moonlight and Hermione
wished she had a camera to capture this stunning night. She sighed,
and hoped somebody else was looking out at this spectacular evening,
prepared with a camera. She looked down on the grounds, which looked
amazing in the moonlight. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a strange black
figure emerged from the Forbidden Forest. They were limping and
obviously hurt, but Hermione did not wish to go down and see who it
was, just in case a death eater got through the wards and somehow got
injured on the way through. She got off her ledge and slowly
retreated to her bedroom. She would tell Dumbledore about the
stranger in the morning, she thought as she drifted off to sleep,
unable to hear the dark shadows screams from her room.
Severus
Snape was badly injured when he returned to Hogwarts, and could
hardly walk. He dragged himself through the forest, his limp arm
dangling from its socket. He looked up and saw a lone figure leaning
on a windowsill, looking down on him. He screamed for help, but the
figure turned from there post and left. He screamed once more and
fell to the ground, too exhausted and injured to move.