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Chapter 1 The execution of Hermione Granger
Last Month, May 2, 1998, a date which will live in infamy, Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry was suddenly and deliberately attacked by dark forces of Lord Voldemort.
Thanks to heroic efforts by defenders, the attack could be averted, and our great hero Harry James Potter finally defeated the Dark lord Voldemort . It is with great sadness that our newspaper to report that so many have fallen in battle. Among those who have fallen, these are some of them.
Fred Weasley
Remus Lupin
Nymphadora Tonks
Colin Creevy
It is said that there were over 50 other bodies around the castle from the defenders whose identity was not revealed. the losses from the dark side are several hundred.
It will be recorded that the distance of Hogwarts from Voldemort's lair makes it obvious that the attack was deliberately planned many days or even weeks ago. During the intervening time, the death eaters has deliberately sought to deceive the Hogwarts staff by false statements and expressions of hope for an end to the violence between the parties.
The attack last month on Hogwarts has caused severe damage to the castle and the ground. I regret to tell you that very many magical lives have been lost.
No matter how long it may take us to overcome this premeditated attack, the British Ministry of Magic promises to implement all measures to hunt down all the Death Eaters and bring justice to all who deserve it.
Hermione Granger dropped her copy of the Daily prophet down on the messy table or daily profit as she liked to call it. Because it did not focus on providing any meaningful news. Every inch of the table was covered with books and to put the newspaper on the rickety book pile was a big mistake. With a bang the whole pile of heavy books raged over her. Poor Hermione got 250 heavy books over her.
"Ouch"! Her surprised cry could be heard in the kitchen, where Harry Potter was preparing a meal. Hermione couldn't cook to save her life.
He released the pan he carried and rushed into the living room. He could not see Hermione anywhere, just a pile of books beside the couch. There was a groan from the book pile and Harry started to roar with laughter, this was not the first time this happened.
"Harry! Get me out of here or I swear, I'll break your broom in half and strangle you with the pieces left over".
Shortly after the end of the war, Harry and Hermione had moved into a small apartment together. Harry had no family and Hermione's was in Australia. They thought it was better to keep each other company until everything settled down in the wizarding world.
The threat from Hermione was enough to get Harry's sober. He didn't want his dear broom to be destroyed by a furious girlfriend. Throughout the past year their feelings for each other had developed to love. When Ron was absent for such a long time and they were alone, they could no longer deny their feelings. Everything came to light after the battle when Hermione in her relief at seeing him alive jumped on him and kissed him passionately. They probably had both lost their virginity that day if it were not for all those who saw it. What nobody noticed was the golden glow that appeared between Harry and Hermione and with that decided their fate.
"Hermione! where are you? stretch out your hand and I pull you out". One arm got out of the pile and he grabbed it, the feeling of her soft skin gave shock waves through his body, and a special body part in his pants hardened. 'Think of Snape in bikini kissing Dumbledore'! Was his thought to remove the reaction in his pants. Although he and Hermione were in a relationship, they had never had sexual intercourse. And if Hermione noticed his hard member he would die of humiliation.
Hermione emerged from the pile of books, her brown hair even messier than usual. There was Harry with a strange expression on his face. "Sorry must go"! He rushed into the bathroom and slammed the door. 'What was that about'? Hermione thought while she tried to sort all their books.
Harry sat in the little shower with cold water on. In recent weeks, his feelings for her had become increasingly powerful and the desire to tear off all the clothes on Hermione, throw her on the bed and fuck her senseless was increasingly difficult to resist. He did not understand what was wrong with him. Hermione would kill him if she discovered his thoughts. He felt the diamond ring in his pocket. On Saturday it was a month since they had moved together in this small apartment, which was 70 percent full of Hermione's books. That day he had planned to invite her to a nearby restaurant and bet everything. He planned to propose to Hermione on his knee, and if she said yes, he would be the happiest man in the world. And the option was that she murdered him, he couldn't lose anyway.
But fate had other plans!
There was a knock on the door, and Hermione went between the book piles to open the door There stood Kingsley Shacklebolt and 10 other Aurors in red robes.
"I'm terribly sorry to have to disturb you and this is certainly a big mistake. But you and Harry are under arrest on the order of the Ministry. If you both could accompany us, this little misunderstanding will soon be resolved."! Harry had come out of the bathroom and heard everything.
"What are we accused of and who came up with them?"
"I don't know for sure what it is, but it can't be anything, right? Now hand over your wands and follow us"!
One of the Aurors took out magical handcuffs but hid them away quickly after a glance from Kingsley saying, 'you are a total idiot'. Harry and Hermione understand nothing. they did what was requested. Then all went out of the apartment and Apparated to the Ministry.
They landed in a dark corridor with a long line of doors with bars. Hermione was, without further ado, pushed through one of the doors and the door slammed behind her. It was a small room with grey walls, a hard bed in the corner and a small table. Besides that, there wasn't much in the room. She turned around and saw that Harry was taken through the corridor away from her through a gate at the end of the corridor which was then closed, and she was now alone in the dark cell.
She sat down on the bed and her brain worked hard to try to figure out what they might have done wrong for having been arrested but could not come up with anything. she lay down, sighed, and wanted to know how long she would stay locked up in this hole.
Meanwhile, Harry had been passed through several doors and corridors, all the time wildly protesting that they left Hermione locked in a cell, Kingsley did not respond to his anger but pushed him into a room and closed the door.
He was apparently in an interrogation room, bright walls, but only one table and two chairs around it on either side, one was more armchair-like, while the other was a metal chair. Harry understood the hint and sit down in the metal chair. Immediately, a witch comes in who Harry recognizes, Madam Amelia Susan Bones, Head of the Department of Legal Law Enforcement. and no one you should mess with. She sat down in the other chair.
"Good day Mr. Potter" She said with a serious tone of voice.
"Why am I here"? Harry asked as seriously and stared at her.
"Someone named Dolores Umbridge has filed serious accusations against you Mr Potter and Miss Granger. We will also question Mr Ron Weasley for his participation in these acts. The charges are bank robbery against Gringotts, the destruction of priceless historical objects and releasing a dragon on the population".
"But it was because all these objects were a Horcrux, linked to Lord Voldemort. You can't prosecute us for destroying cursed objects that kept Lord Voldemort alive"!
"I think it is me who decides whether there are extenuating circumstances! Now I want you to answer all my questions and then it is decided what happens".
For two hours, Harry had to answer questions about his activities the past year until the battle at Hogwarts. Everything came out, how they found the sword, and destroyed the first Horcrux to how they had robbed the top secure vault in Gringotts. after two hours, Amelia stopped him.
"I think we have enough information to go on and it looks like your actions can be justified because of the current circumstances you were in. I am satisfied with your answers and think that we do not need to keep you here any longer, you are hereby free to go, and your wand will be returned to you at the exit".
"Wait what about Hermione"?
Amelia's calm expression fell, and she sighed.
"I'm very sorry Harry but the minister requires a trial in her case. My influence was just enough to get you out and maybe Ron since he is a pureblood." But Miss Granger will need a good lawyer, I can suggest Mr Brown. He managed to acquit a student who practiced magic at home without legal permission which should be impossible".
Hermione's last days had been a nightmare, reminding her of the basement of Malfoy manor.
several days later at the end of Hermione's trial.
She had been brought before the entire Wizengamot and she was seated in the chair in the middle of the courtroom, the magic chains in the chair did not respond to her sitting there and she remained loose. her body was shaking by cold and hunger after several days of being locked in a cold cell with too little food to eat. Her hair was in disarray and her clothes dirty. She seemed to be about to faint. Almost everyone in the room felt compassion for this poor girl who should not even be here.
The courtroom was full of life, and everyone whispered to each other, the reason for the latest idiotic decision by their new minister was sitting in front of them shaking with cold and despair. Many considered calling for a vote of no confidence.
Hermione hadn't counted on the fact that the toad Dolores Umbridge would be prosecutor in this case. And for every word that Dolores said, Hermione felt less hopeful. Dolores had come to the final point of her speech.
"And that's why, honourable members of Wizengamot that this wicked villain deserves no less than 50 years in Azkaban for her crimes"!
Hermione's lawyer, whom Harry paid had previously finished his defense, but she was afraid it would not be enough, Minister Fudge was behind this and obviously wanted to see her and her friends behind bars. But if she were to fall, she was determined to take this evil toad with her.
Dolores came closer to the chair to tease.
"I will win mud". She didn't come any further than that, Hermione's fist broke her nose, and she followed it up with it up with a kick against her leg who get Umbridge to fall hard on the floor, blood comes out of her ruined nose. But Hermione is not finished yet. She steals Dolores wand.
Crucio"! She turns the wand against Dolores, who twists in pain and screams. Never has Hermione wanted to hurt anyone as much as now. Everyone else in the room is too shocked to react, Hermione has plenty of time to torment the toad. Eventually she decided to finish it all.
"Avada"! Suddenly she was hit by several spells and fell to the floor. When she woke up, she was once again in the chair but this time she was in chains and the whole Wizengamot looked at her with mixed feelings. The new Chief Warlock was pale. He had planned to give her hefty fines to fill the ministry's coffers as the rich Harry Potter would pay for her, but now there was only one punishment he could give if she was declared guilty.
"Miss Granger, do you understand what you just did?! No one has used an unforgivable curse in this hall since 1423 and there is only one punishment for this. death! if you are convicted, you will be executed"!
Hermione had lost her voice of shock and could not answer.
"We will now vote if the prisoner is guilty. Everyone who votes for guilty raise your hand".
After some hesitation, just over half stretched their hands. Hermione had just realized she was fucked, and not in the way she hoped.
"Hermione Jean Granger! On the case of bank robbery this court declares you innocent, on the case of destruction of historical objects this court declares you innocent. But in the case of using unforgivable curse in this courtroom and attempted murder this court declares you guilty"!
"Hermione Jane Granger. You have been declared guilty. I have to say that since the war has ended, the Ministry has reinstated the death penalty for murder and any use of the unforgivable curses. Do you have any defense for your actions? Then it's time to talk now".
Hermione just bent her head in despair.
"Well! It is with a heavy heart I now must give you my judgment. Miss Granger For your crimes you are now sentenced to be taken to the island of Azkaban, there you will be hanged by the neck until you are dead. The date of execution will be determined by the warden and you will be kept isolated until the execution has taken place"!
Hermione heard no more, she had fainted.
Two days later late at night!
Somewhere off the west coast of England, a small black boat full of people were going to the island with the worst reputation in the wizarding world. Azkaban the infamous prison that no one ever wanted to be in, not even the guards. There were no longer any dementors in the prison, as they were considered dangerous and unreliable. But the place was still not a pleasant experience for anyone with its bare walls and damp cells. In this small boat was about 20 people of which 10 were prisoners. One of the prisoners was kept separated from the others under the deck of the boat due to security reasons, and because the guards did not know how to handle her. They were responsible for all prisoners coming to the island in good condition, but this prisoner was probably suicidal and if she succeeded, they would be in big trouble. The prisoner was in heavy chains stuck in the wall stuck and 5 of the guards were in her immediate vicinity ready to act if she tried something.
Hermione had never seen as many stars as this night and it felt like they were mocking her. Here she sat in the middle of the North Atlantic in a small boat that would take her to the gallows. She was wondering if it was better to throw herself into the sea. But she was shackled, and guards held her down on the bench.
Hermione was terrified of meeting her judgment. As the bookworm she was she had read about the gallows on Azkaban. The rope was enchanted to kill the victim very slowly, which meant that she would feel the pain and to suffocate for several hours. She didn't want to die like this and would do anything to get away. Even marry Draco Malfoy. She would, of course, murder him discreetly after the wedding and give the fortune to charity. She thought with a faint smile in her despair.
The cold summer night was not good for anyone's mood, Warden Smith stood on the barren rocks on the eastern side of the island and waited for their new guests. He had never even half as many stars in the sky before but couldn't care less, he rather thought they were mocking him. He had preferred a thunderstorm and heavy rain. Among the prisoner was a young girl who was about to die, and he was the one who will kill her. The hero of the war. He will be hated all over the world for this.
If he could he would postpone her execution 100 years, but he couldn't. He thought it was most gentle to get it done as soon as possible. Hermione Granger will be hanged tomorrow after breakfast. She will be told of what is happening and then brought to the noose to hang.
"Warden the boat is in sight" A guard said and snatched him from his thoughts. "Well prepare to receive prisoners at the dock and let no one jump into the water again. We have a high-risk prisoner who must be kept under constant surveillance and I will strangle the one who is not vigilant around her. But she should be treated well and with respect as long as she is here. Mr Green! You are responsible for her until tomorrow".
Hermione saw the dark rocks in the moonlight and the dark walls of the prison above. She wondered if she could throw herself into the sea and drown but the guards never left her side and she was also chained. No, her life would probably end inside the prison walls at the end of a rope. She had tears in her eyes, and she sobbed weakly.
"Get up we are going ashore." A guard said and pulled her to her feet while another unlocked the chain from the walls. They dragged her up on deck and down on the stone bridge
A group of people were waiting for them. A tall man with dark curly hair and a short a beard came forward. "My name is Warden Smith and I am now taking over the responsibility for this scum". He said and swept his hand across the group with nine prisoners, he consciously excluded Hermine in the gesture which was on the side of the larger group.
"I have here a list of number and when I read your number step forward"!
"Number 1505 and 2848".
Two men started walking forward and the list went on until the last prisoner.
"Hermione Granger"!
Hermione locked up confused by being mentioned by her name, a guard stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder and started to lead her away from the others. A couple of other guards followed behind her. Soon they were on their way to the large gate on the prison and went straight into the yard, up some stairs to a large tower on the north side of the prison.
Hermione was pushed into one room, told she had 30 minutes and then the door closed. The chains fell off her hands and feet and she noticed that she was in a rather large shower room with blue walls. The room looked to be in too good condition and style to be the prisoners. There is also only one shower, a large bathtub which looked luxurious, One might think that this bathroom belonged to a luxury hotel rather than a prison. What she didn't know then was that it was the warden's private bathroom.
She started to undress and was soon naked. She went to the golden bathtub and saw that it was filled with hot water, She had not had the chance to bathe for almost a year, she slid into the tub and to scrubbed herself between her large breasts and then her legs, It was a long time since she had the chance to clean herself and she took it. Twenty minutes later and soaked she got up from the bathtub and dried up with a towel. Her ragged clothes had disappeared and instead there was a black and white striped prison robe lying on the bench with a matching hat, typical of the 1800's. The door was opened, the guards stepped in grabbed her arms and put her in shackles. One of them attached a ball and chain around her ankle. Without a word they dragged her through a darkened corridor, they went up several stairs until they were at a massive door, they brought Hermione through the door took off the handcuffs and closed the door.
Hermione found herself in a tower cell with barred windows, one bed was on one wall and a table at the other. There was not much more furniture than that in the cell, but the bed looked quite new and more comfortable than a poor prisoner should expect. It had blue sheets and a large pillow, the blanket looked thick to keep away the cold at night.
There was a meal on the table, soup with a glass of pumpkin juice and different kinds bread, plenty of eggs and fruits in a bowl. Hermione went to the window and looked out over the island. It was extremely much larger than she thought, from a distance she could see what looked like a large town in the moonlight and a huge castle on a hill. She wondered who could live there, Probably Malfoy, this place suited that family well. She bet that Draco Malfoy would pay well to see her in this situation without knowing that he had been on the same boat as her, as a prisoner for some crimes and would be behind bars for the next 10 years.
With a deep sigh, she left the window and sat down at the table. She was totally starving and thought that if she would find a way out of this, she would need energy. Hermione started eating.
After a little while she heard a sound and the door opened, a young guard with blond hair and blue eyes came into the room and closed the door behind him. he looked nervous and sad.
"Miss Granger! You may not remember me, but I went to Hogwarts a few years over you, I was in Hufflepuff. My name is Steven Green, I'm not here on official orders but think you deserve to know"! He gasped. "You will be hanged in the morning, right after breakfast"!
Hermione dropped the spoon and burst into tears. 'That was it'! She had no chance to escape now. She would never see her friends again or her missing family, never tell Harry how much she loved him and that she knew that he was planning to propose to her. They would never be able to have a family and grow old together. She would die, only 18 years old. Hermione Granger was completely heartbroken.
She walked up from the table dragging the balls and chain with her to the bed and threw herself in it, pulled the covers over her head and just sobbed into the pillow.
"Miss Granger, this is against the rules, but I will pour a strong calming potion in your breakfast which will make you feel no panic or similar feelings. But now I will just do one thing".
"Somnum dulce et somnia somnia bunt"!
The spell which he made himself 5 yerars ago, made Hermione fall asleep with sweet dreams of a better life.
Meanwhile, in a huge darkened throne room on another part of the island
"Sir William! I have a very important assignment for you. Follow these instructions to the letter. Tomorrow at sunrise you and your lieutenants will pick up a prisoner from the old fort and bring her to the castle. She must not be hurt in any way, and I request that she be treated as a visiting royalty until further notice".
"What prisoner am I supposed to get"? William asked confused. 'Why is my master worried about a lousy prisoner'?
"Her name is Hermione Granger. And you are responsible for her safety with your lives! If she's not in the castle in good health when I return tomorrow. You will regret it! have I made myself clear"?
Very clear my lord! Sir William gulped nervously.
"Excellent! Let the new young elf maid Sonja take care of my guests every need. She needs more experience and responsibility and not just fuck Brad every chance she gets. Now go to sleep, you must be up early tomorrow"!
Sir William realized he should go, and left the dark room, On the throne sat a dark-clothed man and thought. 'Will everything fall into place now or is it just an old man's dream. I guess time will give me the answer I need'.
The next day, Hermione woke up to the sun shining straight in her eyes, she got up from the bed and walked to the window. The island looked much nicer in the morning light. There was a large town and it started to wake up with people walking around the streets. The castle had many towers and looked to shine like gold in the sunshine. And there were green fields everywhere full of flowers in all possible colours. Hermione would give all her books to be there in the castle instead of in this dark prison. she was desperate enough that she was willing to do it.
There was a noise at the door and the guard carried a tray of food and put it on the table.
"here is the breakfast, the warden wants to meet you soon, you need to eat now"!
Hermione ate up the food and thought it had a weird taste but remember the message from yesterday.
"Get up and turn around"
She stood up and turned, the guard grabbed her arms and held them behind her back and put on shackles around her wrists, he took a knife and cut a long piece of Hermione's brown soft hair.
The big guard dragged her out of the cell, down the stairs and out onto a stone courtyard overlooking the sea. Hermione was brought up on a platform and put in a place with orders to stand still. Her legs were put in shackles and Hermione was understanding what was going on, but she felt no panic or grief. Most confusion and disappointment that she could not escape in time.
she looked out over the rising sun one last time shining up the blue sea, the water sparkles like diamonds, a nice day to die she thought.
"I'm really sorry that it must be like this, but the law does not provide any alternative in this situation, you are sentenced to hang, and I have decided that it is best to get it done as soon as possible to shorten your suffering"
"Guard! Do your duty"!
The big guard put a black blindfold around Hermione's head and put the noose around her neck, pulling it tight. Hermione started to breathe harder but shows no other signs of panic.
"Is there anything you want to say before the execution takes place"?
Hermione wanted to say thousands of things, but not to these people, Harry and Ron were not here nor her other friends. At least her parents were safe in Australia and would not miss her because they didn't know they had a daughter anymore. She shook her head but said nothing.
The warden is waving his hand and the guard pulled the lever!
Hermione falls, but does not fall long before it stops and the rope cuts against her throat, gasping for air, she starts to panic. She can hardly breathe and makes gurgling sounds. Her body turns back and forth like a dance. She hears Warden Smith's voice.
"I can't lie to you! This noose is not like others in the muggle world. It's magical. You will dangle in the rope at full consciousness for several hours. I wish it was something I could do to make it easier for you, but I can't. However, I promise to leave your body to your relatives when they request it".
Warden Smith wanted nothing more than to go from here, he hated to do this and to see her die. But it was his duty to do this to the end. And he couldn't just leave her alone in her torment.
It just got worse for poor Hermione. She tried to tear off the handcuffs and tried to bring her hands to the rope, but it was pointless. Her legs could not get any support no matter how she twisted and turned.
After 3 hours, Smith had had enough. He pulled out his wand with the intention of paralyzing her since there are no witnesses lef and he was alone with her. she would still be conscious, but he would not have to see her suffering. It would be as if she were already dead.
Hermione felt she couldn't bear it anymore. The pain was too rough, and she couldn't breathe at all, the feeling of suffocation was the worst she ever experienced, and she had been tortured. with some last desperate kicks with her legs, she lost consciousness and was completely still, swinging in the rope.
Sir William was standing next to a large playing field where 14 young people flew around on brooms. This year's tournament in Quidditch would soon start and his son was in top form. He played as a seeker and had just caught the golden snitch again. Pride in his only son filled his breast. The fact that he was going to get a prisoner from prison long ago he had completely forgotten until the training match was over. His face turned white. He knew what would happen in the prison that morning.
William ran as he screamed at his lieutenants to follow him, he prayed for his life that they would not be too late.
"Is she dead"? One of the guards at the prison asked.
"I don't know but we let her hang for the dayand cut her down from the rope tonight. Prepare a nice coffin to put her body in, Then we can hand it over to her relatives. And now if you'll excuse me, I need a drink"! Warden Smith said, and quickly went from there to vomit in the nearest bush.
"Yuk! I hate executions, why I did not become a dragon trainer instead"?
Meanwhile, Sir William and his men had reached the fort, they ran up the stairs to the stone courtyard by the sea and saw a young girl hanging lifeless in a rope.
"No please no! It's not true!"!
William rushed to the body and ripped off the noose from her neck while the others lifted her up and laid her on the ground.
"Please be alive! I do anything"!
"This cannot be true"!
"Sir! she has no pulse and does not breathe! We arrived too late, she is dead"!
"It's impossible my family has never failed our lord must not be dead, she can not be dead!". Sir William tore up her dress and emerged her big curvy breasts with light pink nipples. But that was the last thing he thought of, he brought his ear to her chest to listen but could not hear any heartbeat. she was gone!
"Our lord will require our heads on gold platter for this, his orders were clear. This is equal to treason, having lost the life of a visiting princess we were responsible for the security of because that was how we would treat her!"
"I promise I will take full responsibility for this betrayal and the punishment this requires. None of you should be punished for my mistake. Just promise me that you break every bone in Warden Smith's body because he executed her earlier than he usually does with others". Sir William said with a deep sigh. His career was over, and probably his life. He was disgraced, and his son would look at him with disgust for his betrayal against the lord of the island that has given them a better life.
Now his son would be forced to swear the oath to serve their master for the rest of his live to save the family's honour, when he himself had no honour left.
He hit her on her chest angrily several times. Suddenly, Hermione started coughing and gasp. Apparently, wizards didn't know how to do CRP But Williams' desperate blows had hit just right.
"She is still alive"!
"We need to get her under medical care immediately, our life depends on it! We do not know how bad it is"!
William pulled out his wand and conjured a stretcher, they put Hermione down gently on the stretcher and hurried away with her before the guards in the prison wondered what happened to the body.
Sir William felt a mixture of panic and relief. She was not dead, but it was close. He couldn't just lose her now, not again when he got a second chance. He promised himself that he would never betray her again while she was on this island. He would make sure she never missed anything she wanted.
"Steve! go get the white silk dress and fetch Sonja. Her services will be needed, we have to dress her in something suitable and burn these rags"!
Hermione woke up in a bright white room with sunshine shining in through an open window, she noticed that she was lying in a large bed and she was dressed in a white dress made of expensive silk with gold patterns and precious stones in all the colors of the rainbow.
"Am I dead and have come to the afterlife?"
"Not quite yet"! Somebody said this with a laugh and a young woman with black hair and brown eyes came to the bed. It was obvious she was a healer as she was dressed the same way as madame Pomfrey.
"Greetings, my lady! My name is Eva and I am one of the healers here in the castle. You had an unpleasant morning, but I have received orders to make you completely healthy again and I take my job very seriously".
"I do not understand. I was hanging from the gallows and now I don't even know where I am.".
"You are in the hospital wing in the castle of the master in this island. The 21st lord of Azkaban. And he has ordered all his servants to treat you like a princess. And that's what we're going to do to Lady Hermione".
Hermione was totally confused, she was a prisoner sentenced to death, abducted from the gallows where she was hanging and brought here, lying in an expensive bed with a silk dress. It made no sense, but she was too tired to grasp the situation and soon fell into deep sleep.