Helloooooo! Sorry about the last chapter my laptop decided to be annoying today so when I sorted it all out it meshed all the words together. But we should be fine now so, without further ado, onto the story!
Hermione's eyes snapped open. She appeared to be in a forest, surrounded by tree's.
"Where am I?" She wondered out loud, not expecting an answer.
"I believe we are currently residing inside your mind child. I expected it to be a tad more bright and shiny, but never the less, it will do." A cold, dark voice replied.
Hermione whirled around in shock, involuntarily causing a small hurricane to surround her. She closed her eyes in shock and asked in a shaky voice" Who are you? What happened to me? And what the hell was that?" She started a little at the sound of her voice which had seemingly gone from being croaky and exhausted to sounding melodious and honey coated.
She opened her eyes to see a skeletal hooded figure in front of her, with black glossy wings protruding from its back. The figure was not quite what frightened her, more like the presence it carried, dark and rotted with a promise of death.
"My name is Dankmar, but I am more commonly known as Death. You were hit by the killing curse after you broke the elder wand resulting in you gaining silent and wandless magic as well as control over the elements. That was your magic reacting to your motions which involuntarily caused that hurricane. Now, if you are done with all your superficial questions I must inform you of the past you must now take. May I begin?"
Hermione silently nodded as Death began.
Hermione looked at herself in the mirror, unable to believe the changes her body had undergone. Due to the fire that had seared painlessly across her flesh, her hair had turned a startling shade of fiery red. And, as a reminder of being hit by the killing curse, one of her eyes had gone jet green. Death had explained to her that it was a scar that her soul had received, which there for could not be undone, just like the scar across her left forearm which crudely spelled the word Mudblood onto her skin.
Death had informed her that she would become the sister of one Rick O'Connell and from there forth she would relive her life, fighting evil and inventing the Hamburger.
"Are you ready to begin your new life?" He asked concerned about her welfare.
"Yes, Death." She stated confidently, ready to meet her brother.
"Very well you will shadow travel to a time where he is in great need of your help. Also, I must inform you, I have been forced to rob all witches and wizards of there magic, as it was meant to help, but has only caused death and destruction. So you my dear, will be able to use your magic as freely as you like." Death said to her, and somehow, she got the distinct impression that he was smiling.
"Goodbye Death."
"Goodbye Hermione Granger. Blessed be."
And as she dispersed, Death wiped a single blood tear from his eye thus giving her his blessing.
So? Whadda ya think? Good? Bad? That I should stop asking so many questions?
Anywho, if you got the Dankmar reference Review and I'll give you a shout out!
Adios - Raven Mage