Enter the Darkness
This is a Harry Potter fanfic, its only a quick chapter, and my first story, I accept comments of all genres so please read and review because I want to make the perfect of all story.
I do not own Harry Potter or any of their characters, I simply mess around with them for my own sick and sometimes twisted imagination.
Chapter One: Enter the Darkness, and don't look back
There she was, shivering in a dark alleyway in Hogsmede, she didn't know what to do. She had left her friends, left everything she had once hold so close, she was a coward, nothing like Harry who was now dead and strewn over the hogwarts fields. Luna, Neville, Ron and Ginny were all still fighting but she had stopped, she was too scared of death.
Voldemort had entered the battle as well, and that's what made her leave like so many others, the bravery vanished, the fight might as well lost, nothing more to achieve.
So now what was she to do but to sit covered in Harry's invisibility cloak and hope that it would all be over when she had risen.
That it would have been a bad dream and that there was no such thing as the dark lord.
She knew what to do.
She stood up, the cloak still wrapped around her tiny form, she walked, away from everything, away from herself, she was someone new.
If you cant beat them, you might as well join them. She didn't want to die, she didn't want to be killed in a battle so dim and bleak, she wanted to die old and happy somewhere warm and cheerful, not here, not now. She was only seventeen, and quite happy with her life, until now.
No, she stopped herself, she couldn't think like that, she had to remain calm and serene, if the death eaters sensed weakness they would round on her faster than wolves on innocent animals.
She had to be a wolf, not the prey. She walked up to the battle, watching her friends and loved ones drop like flies, yet her face remained impassive and serene.
She dropped the invisibility cloak off her shoulders with ease, holding it in her hands.
She felt no fear, no remorse, no guilt. She only felt power, oh the power he would reward her with when he got this. She would be rewarded, probably with her life. He was a fair lord after all.
She bowed down to Voldemort, handing him the silvery green cloak in her hands.
He smirked down at her before taking the cloak, and presenting her with the most valued gift he could ever give. The mark.
"Welcome to the Dark Side, Hermione Granger"
