Umbraca

Disclaimer: I own nothing. J.K. owns everything. All hail J.K., the creator of that wonderful Ron! Wow, I need a life.

Chapter One: Creature

The moon was shining brightly down on the Hogwarts campus, and it reflected off of the lake, making the grounds serenely lit. No one was outside, so it was eerily quiet, and as Hermione walked away from the front doors of the school, she became paranoid.

"Alright, Granger, you are going to stop imagining things. You are a sane witch who is fully capable of protecting herself from anything you may encounter!"

She talked to herself, trying to calm her nerves as she made her way to the Forbidden Forest.

"Stupid Harry and Ron always have to send ME to do their dirty work. 'Oh, could you go get the willow-weed Hermione? You're soooo smart, and if we went to go get it, we would probably get the wrong plant.' Buggering, stupid, moronic, blubbering gits.idiotic prats.they should just go scr-."

"Couldn't have described us better ourselves."

Hermione jumped and bit back a shriek of surprise as she heard Ron's voice. She turned around and scowled at Harry and Ron.

"Ugh. Just follow me. Words are useless when arguing with you prats."

The boys just shrugged and walked after Hermione.

After several minutes, the three 7th years stopped in front of a tangle of weed-like plants. Hermione knelt on the cushiony, grass-covered ground.

"This is it. According to the ingredient list, we need five separate roots to chop up." She pulled at a few plants and handed them to Harry and Ron. "Now, we're done!"

She smiled cheerfully, obviously happy that the task had been finished quickly. The grin disappeared as she noticed something dashing from tree-to-tree nearby. Ron became worried by the look on her face, and he jabbed Harry in the side.

"Hermione? What's wrong?"

She ignored Harry for a second as she followed the shadow of creature with her eyes. It came closer and closer to her, and it abruptly stopped behind the bush of willow-weeds, still immersed completely in darkness. Due to the moon being directly behind the three students, their shadows were in front of them, close to the creature. But Hermione's was the closest. The beast lunged at Hermione, but stopped where her shadow began - its indistinguishable head tilting to the side, as if pondering what to do next. Its hand reached out for the shadow as it crouched on the ground, and Hermione found it hard to breathe. She looked at Harry and Ron, and they were apparently frozen to where they stood just like her. It drew nearer to where her heart would be in the shadow form of herself, and she suddenly couldn't breathe at all. The last thing she heard as she was enveloped in darkness was Ron's shout as he caught her.