And When The Dawn Comes III
Hermione's POV
I knew that I had to do something, and fast. After Ginny handed me my wand, I was very glad I had read so much and paid attention in class. I knew exactly what to do. After she went off to tell McGonnagle, I advanced into the room. My heart was beating a mile a minute and I knew that four people's lives were in my hands. Seamus was sprawled on the floor, apparently dead, and Neville was hiding under his bed. And Dean was sitting on his bed with his fists clenched and hi face red with anger. Harry was backed up against the wall closest to me, but You-Know-Who had cornered Ron against the wall. Flitwick had told us about a new spell the other day. It pushed your opponent on the wall and pinned his wand to his side. Harry and I had somewhat mastered it, Ron had been in the hospital wing that day because he found his old wand from second year and it exploded. His nose was blown in.
I glanced at Harry. He seemed to know what we were going to do. I sure hoped he did. But You-Know-Who was quicker.
"Avastra Kedavra."
Harry's POV
I saw my best friend fall to the ground in a heap. It's very unnerving. Hermione and I drew our wands.
"Mantiquin." we said.
Voldemort was against the wall with his hands pinned to his side. His wand fell to the floor and rolled toward us.
Hermione's POV
Harry kept his wand pointed at You-Know-Who. I grabbed You-Know-Who's wand. I went up to Ron and checked for a heartbeat. There still was one. For him, there was hope. I conjured up a stretcher and magiced him onto it. The stretcher headed for the hospital wing.
Ginny's POV
I was scared. My brother was trapped in a room with the Dark Lord. My friend was going in there. And the boy who lived may not any more. What if they all died? What if He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named took over Hogwarts? What if Harry died? What if Ron died? What if Hermione died? Were they already dead? What if Dumbledore died? What if Griffondor tower fell down? What if Hogwarts caved in? What if what if what if.... I was paranoid. I was paranoid and I could not calm down. I was paranoid for a damn good reason, but what ifs still chased each other around my brain and when I realized that I had bit my nails down to stubs and was chewing on my fingers, I was trying to get a grip on myself, but for some reason I could not get the thought of another balisk eating up my brother out of my mind. Or Riddle's voice. The Chamber Of Secrets Has Been Opened. He made me write that.
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