Hello all! Here is chapter 25! I hope you like it! :D
Hermione took a deep breath, steadying herself as she lifted the dropper holding the precious mixture of basilisk venom and her blood. She lifted the bag, and loosened the drawstring. She could feel the energy coming from it. It was almost suffocating.
Carefully, she placed the tip of the dropper in the opening of the bag, and she closed her eyes, and thought of everything she loved. Blaise. Draco. Harry and Ron. Ginny, the twins, and all the Weasleys. All the members of the Order. Her parents. She squeezed with her fingers, and she could almost sense the droplets falling into the bag in slow motion as she emptied the dropper.
She heard the hiss first. She snapped her eyes open and dropped the bag. A dark black smoke was coming from the opening and the fabric was dissolving, leaving a putrid smell, almost akin to dried blood. That did not look good.
The smoke rose and condensed in to a black shapeless mass of goo, and the objects shattered in an instant, with a high whining screech.
"Bloody hell Hermione, we're up!" she heard Draco yell from the bed, but she was completely focused on what was happening before her. The black mass was stretching and growing before her, and everything was getting cold. The small pieces of the horcruxes had frozen over, encased in a layer of ice. The air was freezing as it went into her lungs, scratching her throat. She had felt like this before.
Oh Merlin. She felt like she was being drained. Happiness was slipping away from her. Before her eyes every horrid thing that had every happened to her was flashing before her eyes. From the first time she had heard the word "mud blood" to that night at the ball.
"Merlin's balls!" She heard a faint voice yell, but everything seemed so far away compared to what was in front of her. She was scared. Scared and shivering. And everything was so sad. She couldn't even remember happiness as she stared blankly into the large floating hood of the Dementor gliding toward her; the Dementor she had created.
She didn't know when she had fallen to her knees, all she knew was the cold feel of death that had sunk into her skin. The Dementor was above her, appearing as mocking as a Dementor could appear to be. She knew she should fight, she knew how to stop this, but she couldn't think of a single happy memory.
And then everything was fading into shades of gray. It was getting colder and colder, and she could feel it sucking her life away, but she couldn't move. And the next thing she knew, there was a blinding white light. And then there was nothing.
She came to at once, the lights and sounds seeming foreign to her ears as she tried to make sense of what had happened.
"Bloody hell, what are we supposed to do? We can't just keep it caged here! Besides, I'm freezing."
"Well we can't exactly go to McGonagall and tell her Hermione made herself a pet Dementor. Oh yea, plus we had sex in Hogwarts to do it. And used basilisk venom. Don't forget the horcruxes we've been hiding. I can see that going over just peachily."
"You forget she's a member of the Order. The good of our world comes first," a voice said, that Hermione had finally identified as Draco. She heard Blaise snort.
Hermione pulled herself up, and stretched, remembering everything that had happened. She had destroyed the horcruxes, but she had also created a Dementor. Crap. That was a problem.
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