In that Moment
A/N: Alright, so this is my first Harry Potter fanfic. It starts out when the kids are already separated in the Department of Mysteries in their fifth year. This will be told in multiple POV's. It's a friendship fanfic for Harry and Hermione. If you want to think of it as more than friendship, it could work that way too. :)
Disclaimer: I do not in any way, shape, or form own Harry Potter.
Hermione's POV
Harry, Neville, and I were running through the Department of Mysteries, the Death Eaters following behind us. Gosh, there were so many doors! Where did they all lead to? We've locked some of them just in case there were other Death Eaters in other parts of the Ministry. But that would only slow them down a bit. Of course I didn't say that out loud though. If there was a bad moment to tell somebody negative things, now would be the worst.
Just then, Harry's voice rang out. "In here! Get in!" We followed him inside.
It appeared to be a library with rows of shelves, books, and desks. I couldn't take much of it in, however, because two Death Eaters had just appeared in the doorway. They both shouted something I couldn't quite make out, but one thing was for sure; it was a spell. Of course it was a spell! How else could I be flying backwards in midair?
I hit one of the shelves and dozens of books cascaded down right in front of me. I was momentarily dazed, but regained my senses when one Death Eater began to shout.
"WE'VE GOT THEM IN AN OFFICE OFF OF..." I didn't give him a chance to finish. I cried "Silencio!" and he was immediately muted. His companion pushed him aside and raised his wand. That's when the baby-headed Death Eater came bounding by. He screamed and was throwing his fists in every which way. Harry seized the chance.
"Petrificus Totalus!" He shouted. The distracted Death Eater was suddenly rigid as a board, his arms and legs snapped together against his body, and he toppled over onto the ground.
I was so proud of Harry! I mean, I know I always push him to do better, but in this real-life circumstance, it was just wonderful to see him thinking fast!
I knew it wasn't the time, but I wanted to congratulate him. At least say 'good job', I mean. He just saved his, Neville's, and my life by reciting a simple spell. I turned to look into his eyes. They were as green and as bright as jewels. Or, as Ginny described them, as green as a fresh pickled toad. His hair was as dark as the night's sky, or as Ginny also described this, a blackboard.
"Well done Ha-" I wasn't able to complete my sentence, for the Death Eater I had just silenced turned on me and made a slashing motion with his wand. A purple flame shot out of the end of it and passed right over my chest.
A sudden, stabbing pain exploded throughout my body. A tiny "oh!" escaped my mouth and I collapsed. The last thing I heard before I completely blacked out was Harry screaming my name.
A/N: Alright, the next chapter will follow what happens right after this scene in Harry's POV. Please review!