5/3/05
For ickel-princess: and anyone else who dosen't get it!
I'm sorry I didn't explain myself clearly enough. In Darkest Times takes place after the Final Battle; in Hogsmead, and
Amber: is a long time friend of Hermione's who's met the gang before and because of threats from Valdemort's side had to relocate from the states. She did this at the beginning of sixth year but was loosely involved with the Order of the Phoenix and Harry's life before that they became close friends fast. She had also known Sirius and their grief knit them closely as brother and sister. Amber is also (through her grandfather on her mother's side) the great, great, great, granddaughter of Albus Dumbeldor.
Emily: another character and good friend of Amber's: had a huge crush on Sirius ever since she met him (shortly after he left Hogwarts on Buckbeek and initially traveled to the states to find them) she too relocated from the states in sixth year.
Aziza: The same goes with Aziza (except for liking Sirius)
We're all in Griffendor and our seventh year when this fic starts. That's my background for the story so happy?
What had happened to turn the quiet little village of Hogsmead into a battle field? Amber wondered this as she stood horror stricken amid the darkness, which was absolute now with the absence of the numerous flashes and blasts that had lit up the sky an hour or so ago. It had been a hard battle. She knew she wouldn't be forgetting it in a hurry. Even now memories of what had happened in the last few hours haunted her.
Unlike other survivors, normal inhabitants of Hogsmeed, she headed toward the epicenter of the conflict. Knowing she would find one of three possibilities; Riddle dead, the one she wished to be true. Harry and The Dark Lord both dead, she hoped not. Or dare she think it dear Harry, an almost brother to her, dead with Valdemort alive! What would she find when she reached them?
It was a hideous seen of havoc that she walked through. She still looked as she made her way past dead and dyeing. It appeared that Valdemort's great hatred of Harry and his need to kill him had led to his downfall. As she looked around assessing casualties she realized the battle had eradicated his force of loyal Death Eaters leaving few on her side dead.
After a while she seamed to meander with no apparent destination through this chaos. She saw some from their side among the dead. She did not know them personally even so the tears that were pooling in her eyes did not recede. She had always been a compassionate person even now in this place of great hatred and death that's who she was.
It was then that she heard a low moan. With shocking speed and dexterity she pulled out her wand. Fervent sadness welled up in her as her eyes fell on the person knew. She recognized him as someone who had sustained so much, and was now it seamed near to the end of his endurance.
As she rushed over to him a determined look came over her face. Both her destination and purpose were clear. She got to his side quickly. By the pain on his face she could tell he was injured badly.
She blinked back tears as she looked him over to find out how severe his injuries were. Among other things his leg appeared to be broken, there were evidence of other broken bones as well. Then lifting her wand over her head she sent red sparks into the air knowing if someone saw them they would come.
Until then she decided her own pain was of no importance and her main goal was to keep him alive. She looked down again to speak to him softly, "Severus hold on don't worry." He tried to speak; surprised by her concern, but another sound distracted them both... What was that?
She looked up as she thought she heard another sound… She was apprehensive... after all she'd seen who could blame her. She tried to calm down so she could think rationally. What were her options?
She could use her lagelamency, Yes, that was it lagelamency! She took a deep breath to get her senses together and concentrated on their last hope... Hogwarts. No she thought I'll try to keep him alive and wait for someone to see the sparks. I'll only use lagelamency as a last resort
Then drought crept into her mind; What if they didn't come...?
A/N: I have just fixed the spelling errors, with exception for the names and places. i'm hoping for a beta soon to fix that. Thanks everyone for your reviews-
Amber Hermione
