Chapter 14 Hermione
Dear Diary,
Everything was so blury. Snape hauled off his cloak and told us a lot of things we weren't supposed to know, but we would eventually find out.
Like, Snape is Vold-emort's brother. And, I am guessing Malfoy works for Snape because he set us up! We finally got out of Death Alley.
"Hey, Snape-' began Harry.
"Professor Snape, to you, Potter!"
"Where are we going?" Harry asked.
"We are going to a stable," he sneered. "I am meeting my brother there."
"A stable?!" Ron squealed. I remained silent.
"Yes, isn't that what I said?" Snape glared at Ron. "Anyway, we will be meeting Mr. Malfoy there-"
"Malfoy!" I cried. I didn't mean to say this. I just wanted to keep my mouth shut-"I knew he set us up, for you and for Vold-emort!"
"Just say it, Granger," snapped Snape. "Voldemort." I shivered.
"Scared of the name are you?" Malfoy said from behind me. "Well, wait until you really see him!"
"Hiding, weren't you, Malfoy?" Harry hissed. "Well, I bet you yourself are scared of him!' He laughed.
Malfoy snorted. "I can outprove you anyday! Lord Voldemort, you may come out now!" It appeared Vold-emort had hid too.
"Now's your chance to kill him!" Snape said to Vold-emort. "Kill him, kill him, brother!"
"Avada Kadavra!" yelled Vold-emort.
"Harry!" I cried. I leapt in front of Harry. "Don't die." I flew face- first on the floor.
"No!" Harry screamed. Ron stood there, shaking. "You can't kill her, you idiot!" Snape glared at Harry. Harry kissed my cheek.
I got up.
"How come she's alive?" asked Malfoy. "She is supposed to be dead!" (I know some of this because Harry and Ron told me the story from where I fell, up until I got up. )
Harry's unknown powers are stronger than Voldemort's. He used a lot of his power to get you alive. Dumbledore!
"Harry is a lot stronger than you!' I blurted to Vold-emort. "Your powers are all evil, that's why you can't make someone come alive!"
"Imbosile! How dare you doubt me!" Vold-emort snorted. "I have stronger powers than him-"
"No you don't! All your powers are evil!" Harry and Ron stared at me. I felt the anger and force surge in my body.
"Shut your mouth, right now!" cried Malfoy. He went over to an empty stall. The stall next to it had a horse in it.
The horse in the stall by Malfoy, turned around and manured-right on top of Malfoy's head!
"Agh!" he yelled as manure came down from his head into his face and hands. "Yuck!'
I went over and hugged the horse. Harry, Ron, Vold-emort, and Snape were so busy yelling that they didn't even notice me.
Harry boosted up his courage. "Avada Kadavra!" he screamed, pointing at Vold-emort. Vold-emort didn't die. Snape did.
* * * * *
"How do I kill you?!" Harry yelled at Vold-emort. "How do I kill you, and I want to kill you right now! I aimed it at you! So how did I kill a-a Hogwarts teacher?!"
"Pity, pity," said Vold-emort, pretending to be too naïve to commit a crime. "I'd have thought that my dear brother would have died in peace-not in vain-"
"Shut up!" Harry screeched. "SHUT UP!" I finally stopped hugging the horse.
I leapt onto the horse, and grabbed Harry's hand. Harry grabbed Ron's, and they pulled themselves up.
Combine hands, and chant.. Dumbledore's voice said. Harry gribbed my hand. So did Ron. I guessed they heard it too!
"Avada Kadavra!" we yelled. Vold-emort shriveled, and melted.
"How did we do that?" Ron asked.
We heard Dumbledore's voice again, except it wasn't in our heads. Dumbledore appeared.
"The power of friendship," he answered. Ron, Harry and I laughed and exchanged glances.
A/N: I love happy endings. Don't you? Especially after such a violent battle. oooh.
I got off the horse.
"Hermione?" asked Dumbledore. "You may keep the horse."
'What?!" I squealed. "No, I can't. I don't have enough room-"
"No-Hermione, it will be at Hogwarts." I grinned.
Ron stared at Harry and I as we kissed. Dumbledore laughed. Ron was still staring. Why was he staring? Wait a minute, I bet he hasn't kissed Pansy yet..
Another A/N: Pretty pathetic ending, right? Anyway, I will write another fic about Harry Potter. just not right now. Of course, Gryffindor wins the Quidditch cup, but doesn't win the house cup. You know why! Ravenclaw won, then Slytherin, then Hufflepuff, then Gryffindor. Poor Gryffindors!
I hope you enjoyed my story. This is the last author's note for this story, and all I say is, "thanks for reading my story!"
Dear Diary,
Everything was so blury. Snape hauled off his cloak and told us a lot of things we weren't supposed to know, but we would eventually find out.
Like, Snape is Vold-emort's brother. And, I am guessing Malfoy works for Snape because he set us up! We finally got out of Death Alley.
"Hey, Snape-' began Harry.
"Professor Snape, to you, Potter!"
"Where are we going?" Harry asked.
"We are going to a stable," he sneered. "I am meeting my brother there."
"A stable?!" Ron squealed. I remained silent.
"Yes, isn't that what I said?" Snape glared at Ron. "Anyway, we will be meeting Mr. Malfoy there-"
"Malfoy!" I cried. I didn't mean to say this. I just wanted to keep my mouth shut-"I knew he set us up, for you and for Vold-emort!"
"Just say it, Granger," snapped Snape. "Voldemort." I shivered.
"Scared of the name are you?" Malfoy said from behind me. "Well, wait until you really see him!"
"Hiding, weren't you, Malfoy?" Harry hissed. "Well, I bet you yourself are scared of him!' He laughed.
Malfoy snorted. "I can outprove you anyday! Lord Voldemort, you may come out now!" It appeared Vold-emort had hid too.
"Now's your chance to kill him!" Snape said to Vold-emort. "Kill him, kill him, brother!"
"Avada Kadavra!" yelled Vold-emort.
"Harry!" I cried. I leapt in front of Harry. "Don't die." I flew face- first on the floor.
"No!" Harry screamed. Ron stood there, shaking. "You can't kill her, you idiot!" Snape glared at Harry. Harry kissed my cheek.
I got up.
"How come she's alive?" asked Malfoy. "She is supposed to be dead!" (I know some of this because Harry and Ron told me the story from where I fell, up until I got up. )
Harry's unknown powers are stronger than Voldemort's. He used a lot of his power to get you alive. Dumbledore!
"Harry is a lot stronger than you!' I blurted to Vold-emort. "Your powers are all evil, that's why you can't make someone come alive!"
"Imbosile! How dare you doubt me!" Vold-emort snorted. "I have stronger powers than him-"
"No you don't! All your powers are evil!" Harry and Ron stared at me. I felt the anger and force surge in my body.
"Shut your mouth, right now!" cried Malfoy. He went over to an empty stall. The stall next to it had a horse in it.
The horse in the stall by Malfoy, turned around and manured-right on top of Malfoy's head!
"Agh!" he yelled as manure came down from his head into his face and hands. "Yuck!'
I went over and hugged the horse. Harry, Ron, Vold-emort, and Snape were so busy yelling that they didn't even notice me.
Harry boosted up his courage. "Avada Kadavra!" he screamed, pointing at Vold-emort. Vold-emort didn't die. Snape did.
* * * * *
"How do I kill you?!" Harry yelled at Vold-emort. "How do I kill you, and I want to kill you right now! I aimed it at you! So how did I kill a-a Hogwarts teacher?!"
"Pity, pity," said Vold-emort, pretending to be too naïve to commit a crime. "I'd have thought that my dear brother would have died in peace-not in vain-"
"Shut up!" Harry screeched. "SHUT UP!" I finally stopped hugging the horse.
I leapt onto the horse, and grabbed Harry's hand. Harry grabbed Ron's, and they pulled themselves up.
Combine hands, and chant.. Dumbledore's voice said. Harry gribbed my hand. So did Ron. I guessed they heard it too!
"Avada Kadavra!" we yelled. Vold-emort shriveled, and melted.
"How did we do that?" Ron asked.
We heard Dumbledore's voice again, except it wasn't in our heads. Dumbledore appeared.
"The power of friendship," he answered. Ron, Harry and I laughed and exchanged glances.
A/N: I love happy endings. Don't you? Especially after such a violent battle. oooh.
I got off the horse.
"Hermione?" asked Dumbledore. "You may keep the horse."
'What?!" I squealed. "No, I can't. I don't have enough room-"
"No-Hermione, it will be at Hogwarts." I grinned.
Ron stared at Harry and I as we kissed. Dumbledore laughed. Ron was still staring. Why was he staring? Wait a minute, I bet he hasn't kissed Pansy yet..
Another A/N: Pretty pathetic ending, right? Anyway, I will write another fic about Harry Potter. just not right now. Of course, Gryffindor wins the Quidditch cup, but doesn't win the house cup. You know why! Ravenclaw won, then Slytherin, then Hufflepuff, then Gryffindor. Poor Gryffindors!
I hope you enjoyed my story. This is the last author's note for this story, and all I say is, "thanks for reading my story!"