Harry Potter was a scruffy 19 year old; he had jet black hair and emerald green eyes, a trait he had inherited from his mother. He was training to be an Auror.
Life was hard; he had just lost his best friend Ron Weasley, at the hands dark lord. His secret relationship with Ginny was disrupted by her sudden plummet into a near death state. And Hermione? Well, it's safe to say that she was extremely different.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter Series, and never will. I am not Ms Rowling or Affiliated with her in any way.
He stood, looking over the edge of the cliff face. The deep black water below him churned and a strong cold wind pushed at him from all sides. A group of people wearing black cloaks delimited him, a cackling laughter sounded from one of the people.
"Go on Harry, jump. We won't stop you." Her voice sounded different from what he remembered, it was a monotonous drawl, compared with her old, airy fun inflection.
"Hermione," Harry bent down, his hands resting on his knees, his head dropped between his arms, he started to sob, "please, I ... I ... THIS ISN'T YOU!"
The people around him laughed. Hermione cackled loudest of all.
"You think that I would turn my back now? Do you think you could change my mind by crying?" She turned her back to him, and started walking away. She turned and looked to the others, "Hey guys, give him hell for me"
The men and women around him grinned and lowered their hoods; Harry slowly looked up to see Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zambini, Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy Parkinson and Severus Snape towering over him, wands lowered to be in direct line with his heart.
"CRUCIO!"
He withered in pain, a blood curdling scream issued from his mouth.
"Avada ..." The spell was not finished because Harry Himself had gotten up and pointed his wand straight at Draco
"Avada Kedavra, Bitch" He replied to Draco who had fallen to the ground, dead.
The other death eaters all disapparated from the site, leaving a dead, unmarked Malfoy and a sobbing murderer.
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