Prologue
The usually peaceful forest was a bull creating a wave of chaos in its path. The Golden Trio running for their lives as Death Eaters chased them throwing hexes and curses as though they were butterflies.
Hermione Granger being as smart as she was was thinking of ways to get them out of this mess. Though the only way she could think of was going to leave one of them there.
As the Death Eaters were gaining ground, she decided. Muttering an incantation under her breath, she pointed her wand at the boys and they were gone in a flash, leaving her to the storm behind.
Hermione wasn't sure how much longer she kept running for but she felt triumph as an odd hex she sent dropped a man to the ground. She knew she wouldn't last much longer as they were so close.
The last thing Hermione heard was the shouts of curses as she fell against the ground to the crunching and cracking of twigs and leaves and as darkness consumed her.