"No!" Hermione screamed, seeing the jet of green light soar at Ginny's back, knowing it would hit its mark. Hermione began running. Even before the spell hit, Hermione was crying. "No!" Hermione repeated, tears streaming down her cheeks. Reaching Ginny just as she began to crumble, Hermione caught her.
"No! Ginny? Wake up. Wake up! Ginny!" Hermione cried and pleaded as she cradled Ginny's head in the middle of the battlefield. "Baby? Ginny, baby, please wake up. I need you to wake up!"
The battle raged around the pair.
"Help! We need a medi-wizard! Now!" Hermione said, her head whipping around as she cradled Ginny's head in her lap. "Now!" Hermione growled angrily. "Someone throw me the portkey!"
An old shoe landed a foot or so away. Hermione reached for it.
"What's wrong, little Mudblood? Leaving us so soon?" Bellatrix Lestrange sneered down at Hermione, stopping her reach by stepping on her outstretched hand.
"Bitch!" Hermione yelled, pulling her hand out from under Bellatrix's foot. She knew who had cast the fatal spell. "You did this!" Hermione launched herself at Bellatrix. "I'll kill you!"
Bellatrix laughed as Hermione bit, scratched, clawed, punched and kicked at her. Any pain she felt now was only minor to what this little Mudblood felt, she knew. She was enjoying the show of rage.
Growing bored of this spectacle, Bellatrix aimed her wand. She would not shoot to kill, though. She knew the Mudblood had spunk and anger and would be entertaining later.
"Stupefy!" Bellatrix yelled. And Hermione felt no more pain.