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Prologue

There was an array of lights coming from every direction. People were screaming left and right, dropping dead and each side fighting for their lives. Fred was crushed by a wall and George was mourning over his dead twin. I had no time to warn him of the malicious green light heading straight for him.

It was complete Anarchy. All the while I was doing the one thing I always done look after my boys. Doing everything for them like throwing dark and light spells toward all those who dare tried to hurt them. As I was throwing a AK at a death eater trying to kill one of my boys I heard an insane laughter behind me.

"Well well well. If it isn't the good two shoes Mudblood throwing Unforgivables now. Wouldn't that tarnish your good reputation?" As the familiar voice of Bellatrix Le strange was heard through the thick chaos around us. I instantaneously turned around and threw a sectumsepra(Sp?) at her. If it was anybody else I would have used a stunner but instead this bitch had to go down. She caused Harry to feel so much pain and killed Fred. I felt nothing but hatred for this loathsome inbred.

"Angry now are we? You know as soon as the war is over they'll turn on you for even having that mark on your skin." She said smirking as I threw a Curcio at her.

"Shut up! Everything I did I did for them." I screamed as the spell hit her chest.

As she writhed on the floor I glared at her and said "I'm going to kill you for what you did. And I won't use Avada Kadavra. No I'm going to make you suffer."

She Sneered at me and said one thing I'll never forget "If you weren't such a Mudblood you would make the perfect death eater…. Oh wait you were one. Your precious boys will never take you back!"

"Putesco!" I screamed with rage. Her screams bounced off the walls as her insides melted leaving her brain for last so that she could still feel the pain even after everything else melted. I turned away back to the battle as a seed of doubt was planted into my body. I could not help but listen to the truth of her words.

The war was finally over and I watched as all the others mourned over the dead. I felted my heart break as I saw Fred and George's pale lifeless smiling corpses. I was sad, but glad that they died together and smiling. George died with Fred and though it sadden me I knew that if George lived after Fred died he would be broken and may even follow him soon after.

The Weaslys and Harry gathered around both of them and I heard Molly crying her eyes out. I walked up to them and my boys turned to me with such sadness in their eyes. It ripped me apart. I took both of them in my arms and hugged them like life depended on it. They were alive and I was grateful they weren't dead.

"It's all gonna be alright now we could move on with our lives and help the magical world heal. Or we can leave and just leave this all behind us." I told them in a comforting tone.

They just held me tighter as the tears began falling. I wanted them happy but I knew that they wouldn't get over it for a few years and I wanted to stay by their sides but life was always unfair.

Aurors started apparating in taking all surviving Death eaters in. As I stood there holding my boys I heard shouts from behind. It was Kingsley and the Minister of magic and they were heading straight for us.

"There has to be a mistake there is no way…." Kingsley screamed at the Minister but was interrupted.

"WE have a list of all those who have the dark mark and we were able to record all those who are connected to the he-who-must-not-be-named. The list is not wrong." The Minister said.

Both my boys looked up at the noise and as a disgruntled Kingsley followed the Minister towards us three aurors grabbed me and six more grabbed my boys.

"What are you doing?!"Harry screamed as he tried desperately tried to get to me as the aurors manhandled me.

"Let go of me!" I screamed as they forced me to my knees.

"Kingsley, Stop them!" Ron shouted as his face became red.

"You are being arrested and sentenced to Azkaban for possessing the dark mark and being in league with You-Know-Who."One of the aurors stated as the Minister and Kingsley stood in front of us.

"What? That's impossible She would never do that." Harry growled.

"Fine then if you don't believe me then how about we prove it?" The minister stated .By now everyone was staring as the scene unfolded. I glared at the Minister as they sneered at me in return. I was forced to lift my arm.

"Before we show everyone do you have anything to say?"The Minister asked smugly.

"Everything I do I do for a reason and I always have my boys in mind" I stated resigning myself to fate.

They pushed my sleeve up to show the tell tale mark. The first ones I looked at were my boys. Harry looked utterly betrayed while Ron looked ready to kill.

"So all this time you were working for him."Harry whispered

"No. I would never." I stated keeping my head up high.

"Don't lie you must have been his little whore. How long were you a death eater? Huh? Was it all just a lie?" Ron shouted his face a famous Weasly red.

I kept my head high but inside I was so sad. I wanted tell them I did it for them but I knew they wouldn't believe me. So I took Ron's angry shouting and Harry's heated glares.

As they took me away I looked Harry in the eyes "Harry?" I whispered loud enough for him to hear. My eyes pleading with him. He gave me a stony glare and said three simple words that tore me up inside "I Hate You." It was nothing but a whisper but I couldn't help but feel pure agony as he said those words. I turned away from him and looked at Ron who had stopped his shouting. He was acting as though I didn't exist. I wanted nothing more than for him to start shouting, cursing, maybe even hex me but he just turned away and didn't give me a second glance as they took me away.

I could take anything the boys threw at me. Harry's shouting, his accusations, anything but I never expected to feel such hatred from him. And Ron was prone to anger and would shout at me often but now he didn't even acknowledge me.

As I was thrown into Azkaban and taken into a cell I couldn't help replay Harry's word and the look on Ron's face. This was the day I, Hermione Jane Granger, died from the inside leaving nothing but an empty shell.

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