Healing in a new world

Chapter one:

No one's POV

Sweat pored off her face as her heart pounding faster and faster as each second passed; the cries of the dead are calling her home. She turned her slim body around ready to accept defeat; she was ready to join her best friends and loved ones who were killed moments ago. She looked to her murderer, long black hair, blood thirsty eyes, creepy smile; her murderer gave a chill laugh which sent shivers down her spine. The young witch let a single tear fall from her brown eyes knowing soon she would know peace. Bellatrix stood strong her wand pointing at the younger witch with the knowing smile that she was about to have some fun before she went in to kill the younger witch. The green light did not come, instead the torture came. The young witch did not know how much more she could take. Bellatrix was blood thirsty she laughed,

"AWww is itty bitty wittle witch in pain." Bellatix cackled out.

The young witch was on the verge of passing out, wishing, praying it would end. Had she not been through enough? Why did they not just let her die? They had left her with nothing and that in itself was a torturing thought. The young witch stays still lying on someone she did not dare to see who she was lying on. Blood filled her mouth as she attempted to gasp for a taste of fresh air. She closed her eyes wishing for another chance wishing she could turn back time and do it all again

Harry and Ron watched in sadness from above,

"Is there nothing we can do for her?" Ron asked his voice breaking in grief, Harry shook his head.

"This time Ron I do not know how we can possible save her, she will join us soon enough and when she does she will be free just like we are." Harry replied his heart breaking at the sight of his broken and defeated friend.

"Do not look so sad my boy's there is still hope.

"Both boys turned around to face their old professor looking rather doubtful at his comment. However there was something in his eye's that said, do not worry she will be fine.

"Professor what is it that you know?" Harry questioned as he watched Hermione pass out on his earth bound body. His eyes twinkled and he left.

"Don't you hate it when he does that?" Ron asked,

"I think we have to go now Ron it is time for us to cross over."

"Will we not wait for Hermione?"

"She will come, and when she does we will be right here waiting." Both boys smiled looking down at their friend trying to give her the mental support she deserved. A hand massaged Harry's shoulder he looked up and smiled at his mum.

"She is a brave girl." Lilly said trying to comfort the boys.

Hermione grasped her wand for the last time sending up one last quick plead to the heavens, little did she know Harry, Ron and Lilly were all supporting her from heaven. That cold chilling laugh haunted as bright lights soared through Hermione as she passed out. A mist of cloud wrapped around her broken body and she was gone, Harry cried out in pain and relief as his friend left the world. All three were expecting her to show up and waited, she never came.

"It is time to move on, your friend is safe and will live the life she deserves." Harry looked at Ron who looked at Lilly who looked confused and un-satisfied with that answer,

"Will we still be able to look over her if we cross over?" Harry asked trying hard to fight the lump in his throat,

"Yes," he turned and left.

Unknown to Hermione she was silently picked up as if she were nothing but a small child and taken to a safe place. The arms around her were vibrating with anger and wonder, how could anyone leave a child in this condition?

Hermione was trapped, trapped in her nightmare that would not end. The worst of it being in Malfoy manor barely escaping at the cost of her favourite house elf Dobby, she had cried for him in private and thanked the gods he saved her and Harry and Ron. The spark in her eyes had finally been lost for ever. Her once shinning brown eyes were dull and lifeless. The knife wound was still fresh. She watched as her best friend single handily killed Voldemort, she started smiling tears rushing down her blood stained face for one second she thought she could get through this with Harry. That was taken away from her, the after impact hurt the most, the whole area exploded, the impact was too much as she tumbled to the ground covering herself as much as possible. Harry's eyes were dead his shocked face was stoned; Harry had not anticipated an after wave. Darkness that was all that was left darkness, this time there would be no light at the end of the tunnel.

'Where did you find this child?" Lord Elrond asked his adoptive son who was shocked at finding a child so broken so lifeless.

"Just outside the borders, she was already passed out." Aragorn chocked out, wondering what horrors a young child would have seen.

"I would say she was no more than eight in human years, go get some rest I will tend to her wounds and stay with her until you return." Aragorn did as he was told and walked away, not paying attention to his surroundings.