"Hermione! To your left!" Harry called out as the battle waged on, Death Eaters were all around them casting curses at them from left and right. One would think that this would have been the final show down with Voldemort, the day in which the prophecy between Harry and Voldemort would have finally been fulfilled, but this could have been as far away from that day as when the war had begun for the very first time.

The truth was that the Order had been betrayed. It was all repeating itself, yet when it had once been Peter Pettigrew, it was now Ronald Weasley. This meant that although the betrayal was just as painful, as it had been all of those years ago, it was nevertheless an even greater betrayal this time. As it was not just his best friends as it had been with Pettigrew and the Marauders, but also the entire Order.

Dodging the curse that had been thrown in her direction, though it was the next curse that she did not see.

"AVADA KADAVRA!!"

The blow of the curse was so great that it launched her out of the window and into the garden which lay below. In the distance she could hear Harry screaming after her as he realized that now not only had one of his best friends betrayed him, but his other best friend had now joined the countless people who had lost their lives to the tyrant.

-0-

"Hey."

The first thing that Hermione saw as she came to was a beautiful blond girl, who was kneeling beside her. The girl had long hair that cascaded over her shoulders her eyes were a forest green, under all the hair she noticed the Gryffindor robes. Next to this mystery girl was another girl. This one, however, seemed familiar: she had flaming red hair, but it was not until Hermione saw her eyes that she was finally able to place why she found her familiar where she found this other girl to be familiar. The girl had emerald eyes, eyes that she had only seen one other place: in her best friend.

"Are you alright?" the red-head asked.

It did not take long for Hermione to realize that every nerve in her body was on fire, and the only reply that she was able to give was a simple closing of the eyes as she struggled to remain conscious.

"Hey Lily, we should get her to Madam Pomfrey," one of the girls said. The other must have agreed, as the next thing that she heard was "Wingardium leviosa." This was the last thing that Hermione heard before she slipped into unconsciousness.

-0-

"Hermione?" Harry asked as he knelt by his best friend, desperate for her to wake and say something, tell him that she was alright or that it hurt, but nothing came.

The sight that had met the Order as they ran to Hermione's side was one of horror. The girl lay still on the grass as if she was taking a nap, the only things that gave away her true state were the blood that covered her body and the twisted angles that her body had taken from the impact of the fall. "Come on, Hermione! We won, the Death Eaters are gone." By now he was (practically) whispering, but still there was no response.

"HERMIONE!!!!" he tried one more time, throwing caution to the winds as he shook her, desperate for some kind of response, anything that would prove what he already knew to be wrong, before Remus pulled him away from the deathly still body.

"Harry, enough, she's gone," Remus said as he took the sobbing boy into his arms. "She's dead."