Harry Potter and the Night of the Living Dead
Chapter 1
"Bleak"
Hermoine sits in her room when a knock arrives at her door. She gasps for she was not expecting visitors at this hour. Hogwarts stafff is very strict about visiting hours, especially this late into finals. She, dressed in only her nightgown, dances to the door to discover Ron, half awake and visibly nervous.
"Ron! What are you doing here? Are you trying to get us expelled?" Hermoine quietly scolds.
"Hermione, I something's happened. Something... bad. Very bad." Ron's voice trembled under the weight of his discovery. He was bursting to say but could not.
"Well, what is it? Why are you here now?" Hermoine's arms folded in helf-disbelief.
"Vol... Voldemort is dead." Ron placed his hand on Hermoine's shoulder, trying very difficultly to convince the skeptic wizard. She brushes his hand off and scoffs.
"Ron, if this is another one of your lame atttempts at getting inside my pants, you're failing horribly. I'd like a bit more romance when you are actually willing to put forth the effort." She crosses to her bed as Ron stands in the doorway in frustration.
"Hermione! Listen!" Hermone shushes him, "Hermione... listen... I'm not trying to get into your pants. Well, I am, but not right now. Harry and Voldemort had a run-in at Mogsmeade and..." Ron crosses to her bed and sits at her feet, away from her.
"You sound surprised Harry ran into Voldemort. They see each other every other week it seems like! Is he okay?" Hermione looks away from her books for a moment to try and see what exactly Ron was doing here through the back of his head. Alas, she could not.
"Yes, he's fine... we're both fine."
"You were there?" Hermione raises an eyebrow as Ron turns to face her.
"Um... yeah."
"And I don't get a 'Hey, babe, going to Hogsmeade to fight the dark prince with Harry! brb?' Nothing? You could've been killed Ron. And this close to finals? I mean, you could've flunked out of all your classes!" Hermione yells.
"Hermione! Leave it alone for a second! We killed Voldemort! We did it! We ended it!" Ron tries very hard to keep his volume down.
"Well, we should be rejoicing, I agree, but I still have a History of Muggles final tomorrow. Shall we celebrate afterwards?"
"I'm not done yet! Listen, after he was dead... he kinda... sorta... came back."
"Like a zombie?" Hermione is no longer paying attention to her book as she listens to Ron explain further.
"Yes, like a zombie, if you want to call it that. Well, after he... stood back up, he ran after us. We tried magic-ing him back down but he kept coming... so we ran. He started grabbing people standing around watching us kill him. He started... eating them. I don't know what happened after that but people are saying Hogsmeade is in a state of chaos right now." Hermione stared at the now standing Ron. Her mouth partially open.
"What spell did you use on him?"
"I don't know. Harry sneezed in the middle of it. It hit him directly in the chest though. The crazy part was how after Voldemort bit people... they would lay there, bleeding for a bit, then they'd die."
"Well if a dark prince was eating me, it'd probably kill me too."
"Hermione, stop being a smartass, alright?" She laid back, defeated but still listeing, "Okay... after they bled out... they'd stand back up. And they started eating people too.'
"Where's Harry?"
"He's with Dumbledo... umm... whoever our head master is right now. I never read past the sixth book."
"What sixth book?" Hermione seemed confused.
"Of the seven books of Hogwarts headmasters history."
"Oh, right... anyway, we need to find him and we need to settle this problem now! Quickly! So I can still have time to study." Hermione says as she stands off the bed and begins changing into her wizard robe. "Want to look away for a second, babe?"
"Pftt, it's not like I haven't seen it before." Ron says as he faces the window.
"You haven't."
"Oh yeah... Oh! And I have the Marauder's Map on me so we'll know where he is when we're looking for him. I'll check it now." Ron takes it out of his pocket and touches it with his wand. "Um... shit, I forgot what I was supposed to say."
As the Marauder's Map opened to reveal Hogwarts and all it's inhabitants, Ron notices an anomoly on the corner by the quidditch pitch. The circle said "Bethany Broomsticks."
"Huh... what a generic wizard name... who is that?" Ron says to Hermione as she walks behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Who?" Ron points to her circle. "Oh, Beth Broomsticks? She lives out in Hogmeade. I wonder what she's doing here?"
Ron puts the map down. He runs to the window, trying to get a good look out by the quidditch field. He can't see anything beyond the Hogwarts walls illuminated by flame. Ron turns back to Hermione as the camera pans in for a close of his face, draped in fear.
"Baby, we need to go. They've arrived." Ron grabs Hermione's hand and rushes her out the door.
"Who? Wait, I need my shoes!"
"Leave them, we must go!"
****End Chap 1********
