All my life I have lived by one rule. If your going to hell, go down in flames. I was about to follow that rule to the T. It's funny now that I think about it, when your a child, the moment you think about death is the moment you grow up. I had to grow up pretty fast, but at least I can say that I had some happy childhood memories, unlike poor Harry. Poor Harry, who was currently lying dead on the floor as the battle of Hogwarts raged on. Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Hermione Granger and I was dead when I woke up this morning. Now your all probably thinking WHAT?!, well it's no picnic for me either. I mean, I'm not really dead. It sure does feel that way though... " So Potter's little Mudblood is the last one left alive? I must say, for such filth, you are rather durable." Ah. The words were spoken by none other than Lord Voldemort himself. No-nosed freak. " Well I do try my best, it seems that the effort may be wasted on you though." Such a shame... I hoped I would at least get a chance to dance with the devil herself. Bellatrix Lestrange, I mean. Ah well... at least Molly got her time to shine. I knew that as I stood before Voldemort and his puppets I only had seconds to live. I took the elder wand entrusted to be from Harry moments before his death out of my pocket. So much power, from one tiny little wand, the kind of power no living being should posses. So with my last thoughts of Harry, Ron, Ginny, Luna, Neville all the people I loved and had died running through my head, I clutched the elder wand and snapped it in half. Voldemort didn't know what was running through the Mudbloods head as she broke the most powerful wand in the Universe, but he knew it would be her last. For a few seconds, he could only watch in horror as the pieces fell to the floor, but that was nothing compared to what happend next. Hermione watched as what looked like white tendrils of smoke appeared from the fractures in the wood, which began to swirl around her and seep into her skin. She laughed. It tickled, nothing compared to the hundreds of crucios she had sustained from her time fighting for the light. As she felt the power of the Elder wand add to her already large magical core she watched in silence as the swirls turned from white, to gold, to red. Suddenly there were flames dancing across her skin and her hair, turned from its chocolate brown to a fiery red which she somehow knew would be permanent. All of a sudden there was a blinding flash of pure light, which seemed to emanate from Hermione herself which stopped as suddenly as it had begun. This has all occurred within the space of three seconds. Voldemort, disregarding the fact that he would now never obtain the power of the Elder wand, pointing his borrowed wand at the Mudblood as he screamed with such a fury that shook the castle " AVADA KEDAVRA!" And watched in fury as it hit the Mudblood square in the chest, over her heart, before his world went black, and he knew no more. As Hermione saw the jet green flash speed towards her, she only had time to prepare her self as it struck her heart and her world went black. Hi hope you guys like my first story apologies if there are some spelling mistakes. Please note that flames will be used to cook bacon R&R- C