Hermione landed with a thump, on the uneven ground of the chamber. She stood up, and massaged her sore leg, before taking out her wand and looking at the map.
"Lumos" Hermione whispered. A small light came from the tip of her wand and allowed Hermione to see the map clearly. Voldemort was still in his chambers, still asleep, but Hermione knew it wouldn't be long until he woke, and she would have to be prepared. She closed the map and put it into her pocket. She inhaled a deep breath and began walking straight ahead.
She was walking cautiously, but quickly, until she came to an opening. She stepped through and gasped. It was amazing in a weird way. There were many large openings that would take you to any place in the castle, and in front of her, was a large broken statue carved into the wall. But what she was after lay directly ahead of her. She walked up to it slowly, the large venomous snake. It was badly, badly decomposed, with hardly any skin left.
When she regained her confidence she approached the large snake but stopped when she saw something to her right. She walked up to it and picked it up. It was a fang. Hermione assumed it was the same one Harry had used so long ago.
She had the fang, but how was she to use it against him?
She took out the map and tried to find His chambers. She found it, but Voldemort was not there.
Hermione frantically tried to find him on the map, but for some reason he wasn't appearing. She carelessly tossed the map on the floor, and tucked the fang into her pants. The only way to do this would be to somehow hurt him with the fang and then her. She would only have one chance at this, and if she failed she would be his forever. No she would not fail. She placed her wand in her sleeve.
She would no longer be a failure. She would succeed in her battle against the dark; she would avenge all the deaths, all the innocent and she would make him pay for what he did to her. She would finish what Harry started, she would finish the darkness.
"I can do this" Hermione whispered to herself.
"Is that so?" The cruel, sadistic voice of Voldemort said, as he stood in the opening.
Hermione turned around quickly, and stared at the man who had tormented for so many years.
"I can do anything" Hermione said defiantly, "I can destroy you"
He stood in his place, with nothing showing on his face.
"And at what price? Would you really kill yourself, just so you can prove a point? I don't think you understand my blessing upon you, so many would have wanted this, so many would have wanted to be immortal, and yet here you are throwing it all away" He told her. He walked towards her slowly.
"I don't want to be like you" Hermione said as she backed away slowly.
"Ah, yes, your pride and what not, but tell me how do you plan on killing me?" He mocked.
"I have a wand, for starters" Hermione said as she removed the wand from her sleeve.
If Voldemort was surprised he did not show it.
"Stupefy!" Hermione shouted, but with a flick from his hand the curse was repelled.
"You don't need a wand to use magic" He taunted as he circled her like the predator he was.
Hermione continued to fire spells at him but he blocked them. He at one point threw a curse at her, missing Hermione narrowly. The spells and curses came more frequently, and the dark chamber was filled with rainbows of colours. He continued to taunt her, filling her with rage, making her more focused on her target.
She did manage to hit him on his arm, making him bleed a little, but other than that he was fine. However, it got a point where Voldemort no longer wanted to play this silly game. With one curse, he sent Hermione flying. She hit the wall behind her with such force, she became dizzy, her sight blurred. She hit the floor, and tried to stand up but failed. She could see the wand a few metres from her, but that wasn't her only problem. The fang had fallen from her pants and lay at Voldemort's feet.
"Maybe I was mistaken when I chose you; maybe I should have chosen someone else. But that does not matter"
He bent down and picked up his wand and the fang. He walked up to Hermione and kicked her in the side, making her roll onto her back. He bent down next to her, and looked at her.
"I gave you immortality, I gave you a gift, but you have misbehaved Hermione, and I'm going to take that away from you"
Hermione couldn't focus on his words and didn't understand until she felt excruciating pain in her chest. She screamed aloud, and tears fell down her face. She looked up and saw the fang sticking out from her chest.
"I cannot have a misguided Horcrux, I will have to find another way, it is…unfortunate" His voice was dripping with sarcasm. He stood up and looked at the bleeding girl beneath him. He turned and walked away slowly.
Hermione couldn't let him win. She silently removed the fang from its current position and tried to stand up. She could feel the venom taking affect. She was getting weaker, her breathing increased. She walked as silently as she could and hid near the opening. She peered into it, and saw him walking away into the darkness.
"You failed!" She shouted and quickly hid. She could hear his footsteps coming towards her.
"Is that so?" He said angrily as he appeared at the opening.
Hermione took her chance and flung the fang into his chest, making him scream out. She fell to the ground, and using her good leg, she kicked herself backwards, away from the evil man.
Voldemort pulled the fang from his chest, his eyes wide with shock.
"Game over" Hermione said, as she rested her head on the floor.
"No, no never!" He snarled as he began running through the opening.
Voldemort had a cure in his office; he would have to get there before the venom took its fatal effects. He could hear Hermione's laughter, slowly dying out. He finally got to the end, and found himself in the bathroom, which had begun this war so many years ago. He dragged himself as quickly as he could to his office, but his energy was disappearing. He didn't have long.
Hermione on the other hand, was feeling the full effects. She doubled over in pain, and began coughing violently. Her body was shaking uncontrollably. Blood was slowly oozing from her mouth, and her breathing was getting shallower. Her heart was slowing down, and Hermione felt so tired, so very tired. She closed her eyes, her face depicting her pain clearly. But the something changed. Her face changed. It was calm and peaceful.
Her eyes did not open.
A dark light began creeping out of her cold body, before disappearing into nothingness.
Voldemort had made it to his office; however he collapsed at the door. He kept muttering to himself, and tried to use his hands to pull him to his potions. His arms became paralysed, soon after, and his body began to shake.
No, this cannot be
He tried using wandless magic but it was no use.
Pain erupted from under his skin, and after seconds of agony his breathing stopped, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.
Lord Voldemort was dead.
Hermione woke up, and looked around. She was in an empty white place, with nothing around her.
"I'm dead" She said to herself as she tried looking around.
"Yes, and no" A voice in the distance said. Hermione looked and saw a man appear in front of her.
"Who are you?" Hermione asked.
"I am Merlin, and I am here to offer you a gift" Merlin said as he looked at the woman in front of him.
"A gift?" Hermione asked.
"A second chance, a new life, a life were you would never experience Voldemort's wrath, I will only offer this to you once" He said.
"I won't become his Horcrux?" Hermione asked.
"You will not" He replied.
"I accept" Hermione said desperately. She nodded her head, and the old man smiled.
"If you are sure?" Merlin asked.
"I am sure"
And so it was.
Hermione was given a second chance. When she awoke, she was in her muggle home, in her small bed, with her alarm clock ringing. She jumped out of bed, and looked in the mirror. She smiled. Today was her first day at dance school.
Hermione was eleven years old. A normal girl, who knew no evil.
She never received her Hogwarts letter.
She never met Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley.
She did not know about the world of magic.
She did not know about Hogwarts.
She did not know about Voldemort.
She grew up and went through life with ease, never knowing her past life, never knowing anything.
She was a normal girl, who lived in a world with normal people.
When asked about magic Hermione would always reply, " Magic? That's for babies"
End
Well, this is the last chapter!
I would like to thank all of those who read my sisters story and continued to read, even after the long wait.
She also had some in completed stories, and she also had a story that she and myself were starting together, but at this point in time I am unsure if I can post them.
School is becoming a big part of my life at this point in, and very stressful, so If I finish the stories I will post them, but if I do not, I apologize.
Thank you very much for your support, I hope you are all blessed wonderfully in life