They say before you die your life flashes before your eyes so you better make it worth watching.

The manic laughter reverberated through the tomb and echoed in her ears.
The glass beneath her fingers crunched and cut the flesh to shreds. She was completely defenseless against the homicidal maniac in front of her. She wondered how Harry had done it as many times as he had, but Harry had never been wandless.
She turned her head towards the body beside her, tears burning tracks down her face, air fighting desperately to reach her lungs. It should have been her. He had taken the hit for her. A sudden calm came over her. He would not die in vain and they would be reunited.

"You don't have to go the same way as him, you know." A cold voice drawled from a darkened corner.

She tore her eyes from his lifeless form and swore revenge if it was the last thing she did. She looked up into the eyes of the man she was always sure would be her downfall.

"Join us, don't waste talent such as you posses." he continued in a soothing tone.

She stood up straight and looked him in the eye."You'll have to kill me first."

Dead eyes appraised her and a slender hand raised its wand.

This is it Hermione, so was it worth it?

xXx

So while I'm waiting for inspiration to smack me on the head for "A Pictures Worth" I decided to indulge one of my other bunnies for a while. I can't say how often updates will be, but I already hae the first few chapters done in a rough draft.. anyway happy reading xD