Here we go, dear readers. I hope that this pleases you.
Disclaimer: Still don't own it. Thank goodness though, If I did there might not be another Magical movie written by JK coming out! Good Old JK!
Her wand was in her hand before anyone could take their next breath.
"Put the wand down, Malfoy! I may not be an auror but I can take you down like one. Put the wand down!"
Lucius sneered, "I do not take orders from mudbloods, especially one that helped ruin our reputation!" Narcissa backed up into a corner and cowered as she watched her husband and Hermione circle each other, wands pointed at throats.
"I'm saying this for your own good, I don't want to hurt you! Now lower your wand!" The man laughed,
"As if you could even scratch me. Besides, this isn't my wand. The Dark Lord destroyed my wand two years ago!" His eyes were wild while the rest of his face remained expressionless, it was the face of a mad-man. He suddenly fired a curse at Hermione's chest. She deflected it and watched as it ricocheted and smashed the leg of her coat stand. She jumped out of the way as it fell towards her and shot back a spell of her own. The room was filled with the bright glow of multi-coloured spells and curses. Hermione's entrance was in shambles; her walls were scorched and large chunks had been blasted away. Nothing a few charms wouldn't fix, but it still ticked her off; it had taken her weeks to design her home and even longer to follow through with the plans.
"Incarcerous!" She screamed, her clothes were now wet with sweat and her hair was caked with plaster from her walls and ceiling. She sighed in relief as the ropes that shot out of her wand wrapped around Mr. Malfoy's torso. And with a final flourish of her wand and a silent Levicorpus, the blond man was hung in the air by his left ankle, hitting his head on the way up.
Hermione crouched down to face him, "Not bad for a mudblood right?" Mr. Malfoy gave a sly smile, which looked like a distorted frown on his upside down face.
"Not bad is right Miss Granger. Not bad, but certainly not good either." Too late, Hermione turned around.
The last thing she remembered was Narcissa Malfoy smiling gleefully down at her, wand tip pressing painfully into her forehead. Blood was rushing in her ears so she could only read the woman's lips as she screamed the spell. But in the flash of white light that exploded in front of her eyes, she soon forgot that as well.
How is it? Better than the original? Did you prefer the peaceful encounter? I think I like this version better to be honest.
Please review and tell me what you thought!
I'll update in a couple days I think.