A/N Im sorry but I really need a break from The Wall it's getting too hard to write, but I promise I'm going to finish it… eventually. Anyway this story shouldn't take to long to write because I based it off my youtube video are you scared? Hers the link http://youtube(dot)com/watch?vWAaDFUIRHYg take out the dot and replace it with an actual dot. So I hope you like this story!

I know some things never change
but this can't be one of them.
and i don't think i can stand it
any longer...
(chorus)
Are you scared?
Are you scared?
Are you scared?
'cause if your scared
you're not alone
I once thought i was brave---
but i can't stop crying
sometimes i think im going crazy
But i am waiting patiently
though i fear it will all be in vain

For Hermione Granger life was great, despite the fact that there was a war going on. Her hair changed from bushy to sleek and wavy, she was spending a nice summer with her parents, Voldemort was keeping quiet these days, and best of all Ron Weasley finally admitted he loved her. Yup life was great… at least for now.

Hermione was laying on her bed; lost in one of her books. There was a beautiful full moon tonight, and it was also breezy, so she had her window open.

She was near the end of the book when an owl flew through her open window. The owl landed on her pillow and stuck his leg out with a letter attached.

Hermione untied the letter and the owl instantly flew off; disappearing into the night. She eagerly opened her letter and read it,

Dear 'Moine,

This summer without you has been so dull, I miss you so much. It's been about a month since I've seen you and that's too much. So I decided to come visit you! Meet me in the woods in your backyard.

I love you,

Ron

Hermione had a huge smile on her face near the end of the letter, who knew Ron was such a romantic? It was unheard of!

She quickly threw on a red sweater and rushed out of her house. She didn't stop running until she entered the thick woods in her backyard. She never noticed the owl was not Ron's owl pig.

She searched around the woods looking for her red headed boyfriend, "Ron?" She whispered with a giggle, "Where are you?"

She walked further into the woods; she stopped suddenly when she heard a twig snap. She looked swiftly behind her and only saw trees… and that was only because of the full moon high in the sky.

"Ron?" She whispered, but this time it was not out of delight, she was getting nervous. She heard another twig snap and she gasped, "Ron this isn't funny!"

"Really Granger?" She heard a hiss from somewhere behind a tree, "Because I find it quite amusing." Then she saw the owner of the voice step out from behind a thick tree.

Brown eyes met red. Hermione couldn't move, standing in front of her was the murderer of Lily and James Potter, Lord Voldemort himself.

Hermione's throat closed, and she opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Voldemort chuckled low in his throat; happy he was causing the young girl fear.

"Don't look so frightened Granger, I just need a favor." He hissed; stepping closer to her while his black cloak brushed against the leaves on the ground.

All Hermione could do was shake her head violently. "Oh but Ms. Granger you haven't heard the favor yet," He said while taking another slow step toward the shaking girl causing her to back up into a tree.

"What do you want?" She asked finally finding her voice. A smirk spread on the pale voice of the Dark Lord, "Nothing to difficult, I just want you to join me." He hissed with an amused tone.

Hermione's fear was replaced with anger, "Never!" She shouted. "No need to shout Granger, and besides I'm afraid you have no choice." Hermione gave him a puzzled look, but the anger never left her face.

"You see Granger, if you don't become one of my Death Eaters, I'll kill you're parents." Anguish appeared on the 18 year olds face, "What?" She asked shakily.

"You have great power for a muggle born, and you would be very useful since you're so close to Hogwarts, and if you don' join me I'll kill you're parents…maybe your entire family if you're too difficult." The smirk never left the murderers face.

Tears cascaded down Hermione's face, what was she going to do? If I don't join he'll kill my parents, the people that raised me! I can't let that happen to them, but I can't betray Ron and Harry like that!

"What's it going to be Granger?" He asked dangerously taking another step closer to her. Hermione thought for another moment until she finally nodded and let out a sob.

"What's that Granger?" Hermione sobbed harder, "I'll join you!" She screamed; not believing her actions.

Voldemort smirked while he pulled out his wand from his cloak pocket, "Ready Granger?" Hermione looked into the horrifying red eyes, "Just do it," She said with her teeth gritted.

"Hold out your arm," He whispered with an airy voice. Hermione stood still for while; thoughts were still running through her, until she slowly lifted her arm up.

Voldemort raised the sleeve of her red sweater, and pressed his wand to her forearm. He whispered a spell that Hermione didn't hear, because she was too overwhelmed with her own stupidity.

She felt a blinding pain in her arm, and she let out an ear splitting scream. It felt as if someone took a blade, and dragged a deep cup into her arm.

The pain suddenly stopped, and she looked at her arm, and saw something she never thought she would see... the dark mark.

"Welcome to the dark side."