Hermione stared at her best friend in horror. He had to be telling her lies, because if his words weren't lies then the world was ending. Maybe not THE world, but HER world would be ending.
"My scar is a horcrux Hermione. I didn't want to deal with it without telling you because, well, because you're my best friend." Harry sent her a small smile and Hermione just stiffled a sob, her eyes running over his image again and again.
His messy black hair was singed in places, the glasses that he was so fond off cracked and hanging off his nose. Ash and blood splotched his face like the spots of a dalmation and his clothes were torn beyond recognition. Harry sat reclined on the large chair behind the Headmaster's desk and Hermione looked away as her vision blurred.
"No." Harry's head popped up at Hermione's protest. "No. Not you, anyone but you. Let me, let me see if I can do something Harry! I can-I can figure something out!"
"I wish it was someone besides me too, Harry whispered, turning to stare at the large painting behind the chair. "But we don't all get what we want."
"That means that you have to go out there, you have to let him kill you." Hermione's voice broke on the second to last word, falling to her knees on the floor and resting her head in her hands. "All of my hard work to keep you alive was for naught. I just wanted you to get through this stupid war! To be happy!"
"Hermione, it's alrig-"
"Don't Say It's Alright! It's not alright!" Hermione jerked to her feet and rushed over to Harry, draping herself across his lap. "You shouldn't have to die!"
Harry's arms slowly came around her as she buried her face in his neck and sobbed. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him to her as her mind raced a mile a minute. As soon as she had a plan figured out her fingers quickly pinched a nerve in Harry's neck, knocking him out and causing him to fall limply back into the chair. She scrambled off his lap and moved him to the floor, laying herself down on top of him, her hands on his temples and her forehead pressed against his.
"I really hope this works..."
And then Hermione let her magic loose. Electricity ran through her blood, causing her vision to swirl with blues and pinks and greens and reds and yellows even though her eyes were closed. The sounds of the ocean crashed through her ears and fire raced across her skin. Her head fell down and she felt soft lips pressing against her and then she remembered what she was supposed to be doing.
Harry. Horcrux.
Her magic swirled through her body one last time and then it was entering the body beneath her. She could smell wind, and now there were purples and oranges and whites mixing with her own colors and suddenly she felt whole. The blank space she had kept in the middle of her soul was filled and there were no more multiple colors, just this beautiful sparkling gold. Hermione felt herself smiling, her eyes turning in a circle to look at the entire thing.
She froze when there was a void of black staring her in the face.
'Harry can you hear me in here?'
'Yes.'
'I found it. And I need you to focus on me, okay? Focus everything you have on me, on a happy future where there's no darkness. Can you do that?'
'Alright, I trust you Hermione.'
Hermione grinned, and then she focused a cold glare at the void. It was time for her to fight for the one she loved, for their lives, for her Harry.
And this is where my brain got stuck! XD
I just knew that I wanted Hermione to find out about the whole Horcrux thing and do something completely out of the left field about it. Thus, using her magic to try and fight the horcrux is what popped to my mind! X3
Let me know your thoughts about this one! I'm curious about how I'm doing, and it doesn't have to be a review! You can just send me a quick PM with your thoughts be it criticizing or clouds of cotto candy!
