Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, however I do own Snape and Hermione's new looks and of course the plot. Hope you enjoy!
Hermione stood staring up at the almost full moon that was sliding past the dark clouds. The wind whipped her hair around her face gently, with just enough chill to make her shiver slightly. It was a beautiful summer night and all she could think of was going back to school, hearing from her friends, and finding out what was going on. She hadn't heard a word from Harry or Ron all summer and she was beginning to get worried.
That night her parents had told her that they were expecting a second child. She was happy. They had been trying for another child for a long time. Hermione's only hope was for the baby to be a girl, so she could have a little sister to come home to after the school year. Silently, she also prayed that the child would be a witch like herself. How she had yearned for a younger brother or sister all these years! And now during her last year at Hogwarts she was finally get one!
She looked at the surrounding area. The houses were all old fashioned, two story brick houses. She loved this view. All the houses had at least one white balcony on them where one could sit and read, or watch the world them. She smiled as she remembered sitting on this very balcony many years ago with her father, reading book after book, and hoping one day to grow up and be just like her parents. They had always been her picture of a happy married couple. They had exactly what she hoped to have one day.
This summer she had decided she wanted a change, so of course she went after it. She had straightened her hair and cut it to a layered shoulder length style. She had also darkened it and added red streaks. Her clothing styles had changed also, now she always wore jeans and a tank, usually with a skull or guitar on it, and converse. Her jewelry was similar to that of the designs on her shirts, but had also grown in mass quantities.
Suddenly she spotted a light at the corner of the street. She tried to make out what it was, but it soon disappeared leaving the street dark once more, with only moonlight to assist her sight. Hermione ignored it as just her imagination. But then she heard movement on the street outside her house. She leaned over the banister and looked down. She could just make out the figures of several men in black cloaks. One happened to look up and she saw a shinning white mask.
Her heart skipped a beat, as she knew instantly that they were a group of Death Eaters. She ran down the stairs, but at the landing between floors she realized she was too late. The scream of her mother echoed through the house. She heard her father's shouts, and then dead silence. She finished her descent and walked to the room the noises had came from. Inside were six or seven men in black laughing at the bodies of her parents. The one in the middle began to speak, "Enough we came to find the girl, now spread out and find her!"
Just as they started to move, she stepped into the room. "Aw, Miss Granger. I see we have no need to search for you. Well then I say we start having a little fun guys!" the man laughed.
Hermione couldn't think, all she could see was her parents' bodies. The only thought that registered was that her family was gone, her hope was gone. She stared at the men before her and wondered who could do this, but somehow she knew that she could guess almost every one of the men there before her. Her stomach sank as she heard a familiar female voice shout 'Crucio' and felt pain searing through her body. "Lestrange…I …will kill…you for…this," she threatened through the pain. Now she knew one of her parents' murderers for sure. She would seek revenge; she would get out alive, if only to avenge her parents.
"Right! A little girl like you is going to kill me, a Death Eater, a follower of the Dark Lord! That's very funny Granger," laughed Bellatrix ignorantly.
Hermione stood ignoring the pain rushing throughout her body. She took a step toward Bellatrix and lifted her wand. "S…stupify!" she hollered feeling the pain leaving and watching Bellatrix fall to the ground with a loud thump. "You'll all pay!" she yelled turning to face the rest as tears streaked paths down her face. Hermione barely registered the man slipping in the door behind the group; however, she did catch the familiar pops of several Death Eaters disapparating. Soon only her, the unconscious Bellatrix, the man who had spoken earlier, and the man who had sneaked in were left. The first man walked to Bellatrix, "We will win this Miss Granger! And guess what. Your precious Potter will die!" he laughed cruelly before disapparating with Bellatrix.
Suddenly Hermione's world went black and she heard a distant thud mixed with the rush of a pair of footsteps close by. Just before loosing all senses, she felt two arms slink around her and pick her up in a cradle position, with the slight sensation of being moved.