WOW! Everyone that reviewed and alerted my story gets a bucket of fairy floss *bucket of fairy floss appears in hands*. Love you all and since this was such a big hit I'm going to update quicker than I intended to.
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DISCLAMER: I do not own Captain America (Chris Evan's aka Steve Rogers didn't reply to my marriage contract) or Harry Potter.
P.S. Just before everyone suddenly turns on me...I HAD NO OTHER CHOICE! Okay so here it is.
Chapter 2
Hermione hid between the Eeylops Owl Emporium and magical instruments. She noticed that most of the shops looked dull and broken. It looked like Gringotts was the only one to survive whatever had happened. Hermione slipped out of her hiding place, huddling further into her cloak. Diagon Alley wasn't filled with bustling crowds like it used to be at mid-day, the few that passed kept their head down. She walked on passing what used to be a family friendly Florean Portescue's Ice Cream Parlor. Hermione stopped at the mouth of Knockturn Alley. A horrifying sight made her stomach lurch. There, dangling from the faulty wooden post was the golden trio. Brown eyes, Blue eyes and Green eyes stared unseeing into her own. Hermione covered her mouth to stop the sobs from escaping. She rushed post the display and rushed into the now vacant Olivander's. Crumbling to the ground Hermione let herself be overcome with grief. 'What was happening'? She didn't realise that she was slowly slipping into unconsciousness.
Hermione was waked with a start. Outside sounds of smashing glass made her scramble behind the front desk, cramming her into a corner. Something rattled past shaking the stores as it past. Hermione curled into herself and covered her head from the onslaught of wands that rained down upon her. When the shaking eased up Hermione shakily stood and peeked out of the window and saw a giant machine rolling down. It scared her but not as much as the thing that was sitting atop it. Hermione grabbed her wand from her pocket and aimed it to the air. 'POP!'
Kings Cross Station was as always. The cramp bodies and loud noises where a welcome relief to the cold silence of once a jolly place. Hermione weaved through the travellers and ran out onto the sidewalk trying to remember which way Grimmauld was placed. It took her twenty minutes to walk there once she knew which way to go.
Mrs Black's portrait had been removed for years because Hermione distinctly remembered being the one to detach it before returning for her '8th' year. Her fingertips made patterns on top of the dust laden coffee table. Hermione stepped into the library feeling at home among the old tombs. On this day something was clippings littered around comics. Her eyes scanned across it. It seemed she was going to...America?
Time Square was certainly a sight. The bright billboards surrounded her. The crowds started to separate and a tall bold man lead a group of blacked dressed people.
"Nick Fury." His hand came across and Hermione reached for it but immediately dropped it. Nick laughed and shook his head.
"Doesn't matter to much Hermione Granger, all i want to know is how are you only nineteen because you are to be celebrating you 31st birthday in September this year." Hermione's eyes widened and her hand twitched. She turned and ran barging people out of her way. Spotting a cab she got in and sobbed out one word.
'Stark.'
OK, I know right now Hermione's acting like a girl but she has just scene her and her friends dead and also I want her to 'grow' into a somewhat new and stronger character scince this is somewhat leaving the Harry Potter universe and entering Marvel territory.
GooNigh ~ Lala-Z
