The Last Battle
Harry, Ron and Hermione dashed out onto the huge space in front of Hogwarts and stopped in shock, the normally relaxed area had become a battlefield, the sound of screams and shouted incantations filled the steadily darkening sky, many had already died but the Death Eaters no longer paused to send the Dark Mark up, there was no time, half the students was fighting with their teachers and the Order, Harry looked about himself and was proud, he had helped many of the fighters get to this standard, but he was also worried, what if they died trying to save him, he didn't want that! Hermione seemed to read his thoughts at this point, 'They're fighting because they want to get rid of Him as much as you do, not because we asked them to.' She said quietly, 'Come on, you've got to go and find Him, Ron and I will be fine, just go!'
Harry ran off and left Hermione and Ron by the steps that led to the door of the castle, his first home, what if it was destroyed in the fight? He couldn't bear thinking about the school standing in ruins with the bodies of his friends in it's grounds. He ran on, towards the forest, that was where the Dark Lord would be hiding, he was just a coward, allowing his followers to be killed whilst he hid for Harry to find him. Harry knew what was coming and he was ready for it, in just a few minutes, Lord Voldemort would be dead and people wouldn't be scared anymore, he could find Ginny and....no, He must be killed first.
Hermione looked for Ron in a panic, where was he? Where was Harry? Then, she saw Ron, she ran towards him and as she ran, a masked Death Eater pointed his wand at her and she heard Ron and her attacker shout simultaneously.
Ron saw Hermione fall to the ground and ran to her side, he looked up and saw the Death Eater looming above him, The Death Eater, the one who had done this to Hermione, he raised his wand with a shaking hand and with tears streaming down his face, tears for the girl he loved, who may be dead in his arms as he whispered those two most feared words, there was a sudden flash of green and the Death Eater crumpled, his mask dropping to the ground as he fell, it was Draco Malfoy.
Ron sobbed with fear and anger but regained his composure, Draco was the first of many, if the Death Eaters were being merciless, then so would he. He got up and moved Hermione's limp body toward the castle and hid her inside, he then cast the Disillusionment Charm on her so she could not be found, and left to continue fighting.
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The battle was over now, but Hermione did not know, her limp form was still at the foot of the castle, but she was waking up, a man walked towards her, Hermione peered at him though bleary eyes, all she could see of his appearance was his height and the strange grey hair that he had, he looked around, but then turned away, why couldn't he see her? Hermione realised that this man could help her, so she called out to him, 'Hello?'
The man spun round and stared at her, 'Hello?' he said quietly, 'Is anyone there?'
Hermione was confused still, and her mind was foggy, 'Um, can't you see me?' she asked the man, then she looked down, and gasped, she knew her legs were there, but all she could see was grass.
The man looked at where she sat, leaning against the base of a tower, and murmured, 'The Disillusionment Charm, of course,'
Hermione was confused again, what was he talking about? Then the man drew a stick of wood from beneath his black cloak, it seemed a strange thing to be wearing, and tapped it on Hermione's head, she felt a strange sensation, like water running from her feet up to her head, and when she looked down again, her legs were there, she stretched out her arms and saw that she was also wearing a cloak. Before she could thank the man, he aimed the stick at her and said calmly, 'Obliviate'
Hermione descended into the fog that had been threatening to consume her since she had woken up, and that was the last she remembered, until she woke up in a police station, a police man was talking to a man and woman quietly near her, and she heard snatches of their conversation
'Who is she?' the police man asked
The man replied, 'We don't know, she was just laying there in our front garden, I don't know how she got there'
'And she was wearing such strange clothes' the woman added, 'a long black cloak, but they were soaked, so she's got some clothes of mine on...'
The policeman looked over at Hermione, who was laying on a thin mattress, she realised she was in a cell, but the door was open, the police man saw that she was awake and walked over to her and sat in a chair by the bed, 'Hello, my name is Peter, what's yours?'
'Uh...'
'Amnesia' Peter said to the couple who were stood behind him, 'Do you think she could have hit her head?'
'I don't think so,' replied the woman, 'It doesn't look like she's hit her head'
'Hermione, my name's Hermione' Peter and the couple looked at her in surprise, but then the woman said kindly, 'Hello Hermione, my name's Susanne, and this is my husband, Henry'
Henry nodded and smiled at Hermione
Peter turned to them and said, 'Could we have a quick chat please?'
Susanne nodded and Henry put his arm around her and they followed Peter from the room.
A few minutes later they walked back in, and Peter came over to Hermione and said, 'Uh, Susanne and Henry have offered to take you in, as you seem to have slight amnesia, but you are too old to go to a Children's Home.
'Oh, um, ok, thanks...'She turned to Susanne and Henry, 'Thank you, you're very kind'
Peter then said, 'Well, I guess this is goodbye then, come back if there's any trouble, I'll be here, and I'm only too happy to help you out'
The other three smiled at him, before Susanne and Henry walked out, Hermione started to follow them, but Peter called her back.
'Hermione, you seem really nice, I hope this works out ok for you, I have a feeling that you've been through hard times, and you deserve a rest'
'Thank you Peter, You've been too kind to me, uh, goodbye then...'
'Yeah, goodbye...'
Hermione smiled at him again, before hurrying out to catch up with Susanne and Henry.