That chandelier comes down hard, crashing, crystal and glass shattering across the hard wooden floor. Maybe if the fates were kinder then Hermione may have been thrust into the waiting arms of her would-be boyfriend. Maybe they would have recovered their wands and Dobby could have gotten them out of there… But they were fickle, and instead the book-worm found herself thrown backwards with Bellatrix's momentum.

All hell had broken loose, and instead of escaping with them, Hermione found herself left behind. Hearing a scraping, she looks up from the floor and into those mad eyes. She knows it's over.


So, here it is, the first chapter of this drabble! I've chosen a set of 100 prompts (so help me Gods!) set around Bellamione. I'm not abandoning my other fics, but rather using this to jump-start my muse of slow days! I hope you enjoy, and reviews will get you updates faster ;)