15th August 2016
Blood curdling screams was all you could hear amongst the horror and tragedy in eyes view. Figures dropping to the floor following red and green bursts of light; yelps and screams of terror from those being chased by Werewolves, Acromantula and many other dark creatures. Loud roars of sound as the giants and trolls tear away the remains of the castle aiming to throw pieces towards large groups of people as ammunition; figures weaving in and around the commotion whilst maintaining contact with their opponent.
Blood is all in sight; bodies and magical creatures mangled together still and silent in a mass on the floor. Heart ache and desperation filled the air as loved ones drop to the floor lifeless and the determination and fight in the ones that are standing.
Shrieks escape Lavender Brown as she drops to the floor as Greyback cuts into her throat, preparing to claim her greenback begins to pounce on her. Suddenly red hair bursts through and is able to tackle him to the floor managing to restrain him tightly as he does so. Ron maliciously spits in his face as he tightens the ropes, tight enough that they start to cut into his skin. Ushering Lavender into a safe corner, he puts a protective bubble around her as he heads back to help others in need. Ron amongst all the Weasley's were fighting to defend and protect others whilst trying to move the injured into a safe area away from harms way.
Battling Bellatrix Lestrange was a figure you would not be able to recognise straight away, her appearance has changed through the hardship of the war; the bookworm had turned into a deadly solider. Blood and mud was smeared all over her, her hair was in a loose plait behind her head with strands stuck to her face as she fought with malice; scars scattered her body as her torn clothes showed just a few - the most noticeable being the one on her forearm. Even her appearance might make you believe she was on the loosing side of this battle you were mistakenly wrong, this soldier was fighting wise ease and power. Of all the trio she was the strongest, the most skilled and the deadliest.
Gracefully blocking and dodging each deadly curse coming her way Hermione was in the battle of life or death.
"Give up mudblood! Give up like your precious family did!" Lestrange cackled as she tried to distract her, looking down her sharp nose to the girl she carried on "juicy they were, as their filthy blood poured. The screams sounded music-".
Instead of distracting Hermione it only angered and fuelled her further, she was throwing out multiple hits at a time both from her wand and from her spare hand (Hermione was skilled in windless magic), this was becoming too much for Bellatrix to handle "You filithy little mudblood!".
Hit to the floor with a thud Bellatrix has been hit with a spell that looses function of the body from the neck down.
Smirking Hermione walks over to her with a simple "say goodbye Bella" and with a pushing motion of her hands an incredible soar of power escapes and hits Bellatrix Lestrage in the chest.
The light was so blinding it caught the attention of the surrounding battles, death eaters looked over as Bellatrix lays lifeless on the floor. Rage. Their attention moves away from their battle and moves towards the teenage girl standing above her body with a smirk on her face. Flashes of red and green soar towards her, determined Hermione battles them off defending and attacking in stride. The intensity of the battle had gained further attention from on lookers as they watched the brunette fight off 5 very skilled death eaters; surprise and fear plastered each onlooking face as they watch the battle as the unexpected had the upper hand. Hermione was winning. She was counteracting every hit with defensive charms and throwing deadly curses back; suddenly in the corner of her eye she catches the sight of short shaggy blonde haired boy running towards her, battling for her life Hermione tries to keep her mind on the battle ahead. But this boy is about to run straight into a curse meaning to be for Hermione, quickly she flicks her wrist and the boy is flung behind her - leaving her defenceless the spell catches Hermione on her thigh. Pain. Overwhelming pain spreads through her as she feels a burning sensation spread through her thigh , pushing this pain at the back of her mind she fought harder than before. Defending both herself and the boy behind her, death eaters started to drop one by one until it was the fight between two, The last one was tactical he aimed his hits towards the boy behind her trying to find her weak spot or he would start to throw out hits into the crowd to try to distract her; if anything it weakened him as she was able to deflect each hit and was able to form a protective bubble around the boy and the surrounding crowd as she throws curse after curse into his direction.
Through the past few years Hermione has gained a reputation for herself, she wasn't known as the muggle born friend of Harry Potter, no she was known her own abilities in the war and not necessarily for good reason. Her knowledge has excelled through copious amounts of studying and research; the power in her magic would rival the strongest witch/wizard in history; excelling in wandless magic and in occlumency enough to rival Dumbledore; being trained in muggle martial arts confused many wizarding folk but worked to her advantage as she has the upper hand in many fights. But the thing that caught the attention of many was her skill in the dark arts; she was so developed in this area that she can fight the same way as a death eater - the way Hermione saw it was how are you mean to defeat someone until you know all that there is to know and to understand the use of all types of magic light and dark. This is how she was given deadly reputation as she was not afraid to stand out and fight for what she believes and will use any means necessary.
With a slash of her wand Dolov drops to the floor in a pool of his own blood as his eyes roll backwards.
"What the hell are you doing!? You could have been killed!" Hermione began to yell at the boy as she drags him away from the fight and over the whomping willow, demobilising the tree that it freezes it in place Hermione charms a wooden house.
"..HEY!? You are not meant to be here! Imagine if your parents knew!" Standing face to face with him, :I-i-i ju-just wanted to help 'mione" looking down to his feet. Sighing Hermione pushes him into the house and moves it into a crook in the tree.
"You wont be able to get out and no one can get in, so you will be safe here so stay put. I will be back to get you". With a flick of her wrist the tree is deadlier than ever. Looking down at her thigh the wound was deep and oozing, casting counter charms Hermione tries to soothe and stop the spreading of what has hit before she goes back into fight.
Fellow members of the Order were winning their fights, with death eaters dropping from left to right - "..REMUS!" Tonks shrieks could be heard from miles away as she watched a green light hit her husband in the chest. Her heart sunk as she watched Tonks fly towards her husband in desperation, power and energy pulsed through Hermione as she ran over to the couple, electricity sparking through her fingertips as she fights through anyone in her path.
"NO TONKS!" Hermione shrieked as Tonks left herself defenceless to run to her husband she was hit behind with a green light and she falls into her husband as if they were going in for an embrace.
Furiously Hermione looks for the culprit that took her adoptive parents lives, her eyes landed on a hooded character - "you!". Sneering down his greasy nose in a similar fashion to his wife he appeared pleased with himself as he looked down at the brunette in front of him, striding towards the young witch "now, now that is no way to talk to your superiors mudblood. Bella would be most displeased at that tone, best we go find her so she can have some more fun with you" smirking he looked down fondly at the girls forearm in pleasure as he reminisces over the past.
Regaining concentration Hermione just regained the upper hand, "did you not hear, you precious Bella is dead. What will you do now" laughing at the end it shocked Rodolphus, unsure he took a step back "Whats the problem? Have you got no one to fight your battles for you, you know the only reason they kept you around was for Bel-"
"Do not speak her name you filthy mudblood, you dare to be little me!' Raising his wand in a slashing motion a violent purple beam hits out towards Hermione, quickly she is able to counteract it and disarms him. Smirking she conjures a twisted rope out of thin air and binds him it around him in a deadly grip.
"I'm not going to kill you like Bella, no you need to suffer. And hey you never know there are a lot of hungry Acromantula running around" as she was talking she tightened the rope further that it started to cut into his skin, tying a piece of rope around his mouth his words were too muffled rt understand. Turning on her heels she returns back to the fight ahead.
Harry on the other hand was on the hunt for Voldemort. He had just left Dumbledores office and he knew what he needed to do, he had to die for this all to end. Wearing the cloak of invisibility he was able to push through battles without being detected, students and death eaters fighting for their lives; members of the order of the Phoenix engaging in these fights to push the students out of harm. All oblivious to what he was going to do, passing a sea of red hair his heart twanged in the direction of Ginny wanting nothing more than to scoop her up and take her far away from this as far away from danger as he could. But he had to do this, pushing these thoughts away he turned away from Ginny and started to head for the Forbidden forest. He then see's Hermione she is fighting a group of death eaters, he turns to help her but then he starts to see them fall to her feet one by one; admiration and horror he cant help but feel. She's been through a lot even more so than him yet here she is fighting the battle of the light; though she has been given this reputation of being the deadliest solider of the light side he cant help but still see her as his little sister and want to go over to protect her but he knew that he would be no use as Hermione is one of the most skilled and powerful witches of all time and if it wasn't for her he might not be here today to end it all. Moving closer to forest his steps falter as he heard Hermione scream, holding his wand close he moves on willing himself to not turn back. Going into his pocket he picks up the resurrecting stone, the final part to the deathly hallows and he holds it tight in his grip. His mother and father are stood in front of him, Sirius was there to but the unlikely couple was Remus and Tonks; knowing this was who Hermione screamed for he knew she would have turned even more lethal than before.
"Remus, Tonks I am so sorry that this has happened to you, I never wanted this to happen what about Teddy? Who will look after him" harry spoke fighting back the tears, he didn't want Teddy to have the same past as him to go to a family that didn't want you.
"Not to worry Harry, Teddy will be under the best guardian we could think of" Remus spoke gently as he held his wife's hand.
"Yes Harry we knew this was a risk today but we could not be prouder of you for what you are going to do today" Tonks spoke.
Gently his mum placed a hand on his shoulder in a calming way, looking up he smiled and his parents finally being able to stand as a family he had the strength to move on.
"We'll be with you through every step" Sirius spoke out with the agreement of the group.
And with that Harry turned the corner and walked into Voldemorts hide out.
Suddenly a burst of green light knocks Harry of his feet, Voldemort had killed Harry.
However unknown to the dark lord he had only killed a part of himself that he had left inside Harry, one of his last Horcruxes. Laying still Harry felt like a ton of bricks had hit in the chest, trying to stay composed he only took tiny breaths to make it undetectable.
He feels a pair warm hand envelope him in a hug, this giant like grip reminded his of Hagrid and when he felt a wet tear hit his cheek his thoughts were confirmed.
"The boy who lived, died a cowards death. Running away from the battle and into his own demise" Volemort spoke to the group around him. Raising his wand to his throat he spoke out so everyone could hear him.
"Harry Potter is dead! The boy who lived has fallen. Stop this blood shed now, too much magical blood has been spilled on this floor today.." Harry could feel Hagrid walking, carefully he got grip of his invisibility cloak in his pocket "there is no hope for you now".
Harry was thrown onto the floor, where everyone could see his 'dead' form. He could feel the brush of Voldemorts cloak as he walked past, carefully he peers an eye open to see where they where they were stood in front of the castle with the light side stood on one end and the dark on the other stood at the front was Hermione.
Opening his mind out he tried to call for her through his thoughts, he tried to show her the plan he has conjured up and hoped that she could see this.
Smirking Hermione heard Harry, casually she started to twirl her wand in a demeaning approach as Voldemort carried on.
"Now I am going to open an offer out to you all, I do not want any more blood spilled today. So who would like to join my ranks, and help to rule the magical community. Anyone".
Hermione casually steps forward to be stood in the middle of each side, still twirling her wand in her hand.
"Ahh the mudblood wants to trade sides hey?" He spoke taunting her as she stood their, he was amused at the gasps of the light all thinking what is she doing?
"I guess I could make an exception you would make a good pet I must admit" he chuckled whilst sneering down at her.
Hermione glanced over at the spot Harry was at, through this commotion she had created a distraction for him to move to her side.
Amused at the offer to go to the dark side Hermione spoke "Ohh Tom you must be deluded if you think I am going to stand by you, let alone be your pet. No Tom this was a distraction" and with that Hermione blasted out her power and flew him backwards on a heap on the floor.
'How dare you, you filt-HOW!?" Harry threw the cloak off and stood their alive. Everyone looked back the place he once laid to him standing now.
"This is between me and you Tom, no one else. This is out fight and our fight alone" raising their wands at the same time a clash of red and green light hits, sparks were coming off as the stream of power was thundering as each was just as strong. But Harry had the advantage the elder wand rightfully belonged to him, so pushing his power out further he was able to close the cap between Voldemort and the stream of light.
The power hits him in the chest, as it hits him the chest a wave of energy hits out hitting harry in the process; knocking him out unconscious.
Everyone broke out into celebration as Voldemort lays their lifeless and defeated, death eaters apparatus out and flea as they had lost their leader and didn't want to stick around to see what happens. Amongst the celebration Hermione quickly moves to Harry, checking his pulse he is still alive sighing with relief she levitates him and moves quickly past people to get him checked over in the infirmary.
"MADAME POMPFREY!?" Hermione shouted as she entered the great hall, this being the new relocated infirmary. A lady appeared out of the corner of the room as she heard her name being shouted out, in a hurry she rushes over to the couple.
"What happened!?" She exclaimed as she started to run test over his body, explaining what has happened Madame Pompfrey grabbed a shoe off one of the fallen and casted an enchantment on it.
"This will take you to St. Mungos he needs their treatment, I do not have the skill to cure him'.
Nodding and thanking the lady, Hermione takes hold of the shoe and Harry and are transported to St. Mungos.
Upon arrival St. Mungos was in chaos, healers were running left, right and centre helping the injured as quick as they could. But amongst this everyone was celebrating the fall of Voldemort, scurrying over to the desk Hermione asked for urgent care was denied and told to wait she grew impatient.
"For goodness sake, it is for Harry Potter!" The lady behind the desk and everyone around stops to look at the sound of his name and sees the boy floating unconscious in front of them, within seconds a healer comes straight towards them and tells her to follow him. In a brisk walk they are leaded to a private room taking Harry in Hermione had to sit and wait outside and let the professionals do their job.
Sighing Hermione sits back in one of the chairs outside the room, the corridor was filled to the brim with injured and people waiting for the injured. Everyone still remained light hearted even through multiple injuries and heartache people had hope, smiling at this Hermione leaned back in her chair.
"Hermione! Where is Harry!?" She could heard Ginny's voice a mile off, as she came rushing to her side with a frantic look in her eye "where is he!?".
Trying to calm her down and move her away from the onlookers and put her hands on her shoulders "Ginny please calm down the healers are with him now, I don't know what is happening but this is Harry that we are taking about. He's survived death twice I'm sure he will be able to fight this off as well as" trying to joke at the end she was able to get Ginny to slightly smile in response as she falls into Hermione.
"Where's Ron?" Hermione asked as she looked behind the girl and could not see her brother.
"Ohh he is here, he is with Lavender whilst she is being treated.." Her and Ron had given it a go as a couple years ago but realised it was nothing more than friendship, Ginny's voice changed as she noticed the wound on Hermiones leg "…Hermione I think you should be checked over" she spoke in concern to her friend.
Completely forgetting about the wound, pain washed over, struggling to stand up she held onto the chair behind her for support, before being able to reply the healer exited Harry's room.
"Are you both with Harry?' After confirmation he continued "Harry is not in the greatest condition he has taken serious trauma to his head and had some serious breaks to his bones amongst flesh wounds. We have put him into a coma, this is allowing his body to repair. Unfortunately we will not know when he wake but we do know that when he does he will make a full recovery. All we have to do is to wait for him to be ready".
The healer looked over the girls checking to see if they needed any medical attention, looking at them both looked worse for wear the red head didn't look to injured but the brunette had her clothes torn and had blood and mud over her. He then noticed a nasty gash on her thigh that needed urgent attention.
"I am going to need you to come with me, that needs urgent care" he flicked his wand and Hermione was on a medical bed and was following the healer into a different ward; this ward was for dark magic. Hermione looked at Ginny "Go I will stay and be with Harry".
The healer walked up to one of the healers in the room "Bert I am going to need your assistance of this one" the man peered over his glasses to look at the girl on the bed.
"Whats the issue Glen, cant you see that we are busy enough as it is" Glen pointed over to her leg and `Berts eyes widened.
"What the devil happened to you girl!? I am surprised you still have your leg he said as looked over a counter of potions, Glen had cut her trouser leg off at the hip and started to clean the wound.
"I am not sure, nothing good I can imagine. I put a few counter curses and charms to sooth the area and prevent it from spreading but it hasn't helped a great deal as it is burning" she spoke through gritted teeth.
Surprised at her knowledge Bert went to put a few potions on the wound glancing at Glen in the process, "now I understand there was a war going on but how would you be hit with such a deadly curse you surely should of been in hiding?" He spoke whilst working, whilst Bert had no clue, Glen had an idea as she was the one to bring Harry in.
Ignoring this comment she was focused on the pain easing out, "MIONE! There you are! Ginny told me you would be here, what the bloody hell happened!?" Ron exclaimed as he bounded through the room to his best friend, looking at the gash his eyes widened.
"nothing to worry about, how is Lavender is she badly injured" both ignoring the looks from both of the doctors as Glens theory was correct, Ron carried on "Greyback got her, if I didn't get him off her in time I don't know what would of happened. They believe she will turn on the next full moon" his voice sounded worn and heart broken at the end. Putting a hand on his arm "she's strong Ron, she will be fine. Feistier than ever mind but she will be fine" winking at the end she was able to get a loop sided grin out of the red head.
"I know who you are! You two were on the run with Potter!" Bert had caught on as he looked at the couple both having multiple scars and fresh wound over their bodies, both looking malnourished and both of their eyes looked like they have seen more than him or anyone else could imagine.
"All done!" Bringing everyone back into reality Glen leans over to hand Hermione a pot of ointment "apply this twice a day and that will ease the burning. It will leave a nasty scar but no further harm".
"Thank you for your help!"
"The please was mine Hermione, to both of you and your friend thank you for what you have done. You are true hero's" before leaving he shook both of the their hands as did Bert then left to treat others.
"Shall we go find the others?" Ron asked as he helped Hermione out of the bed, "we shall" with a chuckle the pair left joking with each other as they done so to find their friends and family.