Authors Note: Hello, pleasant night isn't it? Lets begin. I started this story about 3 years ago, I deleted about a year and a half ago intending on starting it over and revising it. It didn't really happen up until now. I wasn't at all happy with the way the story was going, there were many grammar mistakes and I had written myself into a hole. So now I can hopefully restart it and it will go the way I intended it too in the first place. Fingers crossed!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

The night was humid and from what I could see from the thick canopy of trees above, the clouds in the night sky were looming with the promise of rain.

Not noticing where I was stepping my foot caught on a thick tree root and I almost fell to the ground if it hadn't been for my best friend of six years, Ronald Weasley, who had caught me right as I stumbled.

I smiled weakly at him and I heard a sound of exasperation as my other best friend, Harry Potter, turned around to wait for us.

I glared at him and he sighed and gave me an apologetic look, "Sorry, but we have to hurry if we are going to catch up to Malfoy."

"This is nonsense Harry, it has to be at least one in the morning, and it's going to pour any minute. Why on earth would Malfoy be wondering around the Forbidden Forest this time of night?" I asked my glare never wavering.

"I don't know! That is the whole reason we are following him. He has to be up to something, and I bet you all of the gold in my Gringgots account that it has something to do with Voldemort," Harry said continuing deep into the forest.

"Don't say his name!" Ron hissed quickly following after him.

I rolled my eyes and started after them not the least bit convinced, "Honestly Harry, can you hear yourself? We don't even know for sure if he is a Death Eater, or where he went after he disappeared off the edges of the map. We should just turn around and return to the castle."

Harry ignored me and kept walking at a hurried pace, Ron gave me a shrug and we followed closely behind him.

My cloak was beginning to stick me with sweat and I was physically and mentally exhausted after the second week back. I had been finishing up an Ancient Runes essay when Harry and Ron had burst out of the boy's dormitory's with the invisibility cloak, and the Marauder's Map in hand, whispering to me quickly about spotting Draco Malfoy leaving the castle and heading towards the Forbidden Forest.

Now about an hour and a half later we were going deeper and deeper in the forest with still no sight of Malfoy.

The only light we had was from our wands and it wasn't much. It was getting darker and darker and I swore that unknown creatures were watching us from the tops of the trees, or the dark shadows our wand light didn't reach.

I repressed a shuddered and turned to Ron, "Did you hear that?"

His face turned pale making his freckles stand out, "Do you think it might be Malfoy?"

I shook my head, "No, if it was Malfoy, I think he would have attacked us already."

"Quiet!" Harry hissed, holding his wand up and squinting, "I think I saw something moving over there."

Ron whimpered and grasped my arm tightly, "Maybe Hermione is right, we should turn back. It's probably not even Malfoy, maybe he even returned to the castle."

Harry motioned for him to be quiet again and took steady steps forward. I shook Ron off and followed him closely squinting my eyes. I could just make out a light coming from behind a thick group of trees.

I flicked out my wand light and cautiously stepped near enough to see into the small clearing behind the trees.

I heard Ron quietly gasp behind me and fought the instinct to scream and run. Harry moved beside me to see and his eyes narrowed with pure hatred.

Standing but feet in front of the large tree I was concealed behind, was a tall unnaturally pale man in the blackest of robes, it was none other than the Dark Lord himself, Lord Voldemort.

Ron pulled at Harry's robes and motioned for them to leave. Harry shook his head angrily and turned his attention back the cloaked man.

There was movement from the far right of him, and a boy with blond hair bowed to the ground in front of him, "Yes, My Lord. I will see to it that your plan is carried out."

I felt Ron pull desperately at my robe and I turned around and gave him an angry look. He stepped back and a loud crack was heard as tumbled on to a fallen branch.

He looked up with pure fear and bolted just as I heard a furious voice yell, "Stun them!"

The three of us crashed through the forest no longer caring if we were heard. In a mad rush we had forgotten to relight our wands and the darkness was terrifying.

I felt trees ripping at my arms and snagging on my robes as I ran for my life, only pausing for a moment when I had tripped again over another tree root. My jeans had ripped at the knees and I could feel a stinging from where I had cut my hands.

The only thing that kept me from running straight into the trees was the constant stream of spells issuing from behind me, which rebounded off the forest around me.

My legs quickly wore out from the constant running, but I pressed on, the only thing motivating me to continue was the fear of what was close behind.

My breath came out in ragged gasps and my heart thunder in my chest, there were tears streaming from my eyes that I didn't bother to wipe away.

I can't die here. Not like this. I don't want stupidity to be my downfall; I would rather go out facing my opponent then running from them like a coward.

I saw a break in the trees ahead and almost cried out with relief. We might make it.

A dark figure stepped out in front of me and I screamed and fell backwards. I didn't even finish screaming when I was hit in the chest with a curse and everything faded.

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