To boost moral among his troops, after losing a large portion of his ranks in a battle with the order-who were becoming more ruthless each time they clashed- at the Ministry of Magic, Voldemort decided to have a concert, after hearing one of his latest recruits singing in the gardens of Malfoy Manor.

As the night draws to a close, Hermione is waiting backstage before going on when she is approached by Theodore Nott.

"Mia, you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah...I'm okay. Why'd you ask?" Hermione replied, smiling a little at the use of her new nickname, given to her by Draco's men who were always treating her as though she was a sister rather than a fellow comrade in arms.

Theo's eyes narrowed, as if he was trying to decide whether or not she was telling the truth. "Because your hands are shaking" he said looking down at her hands.

"It's nothing...just nerves I suppose" she said, folding her arms across her chest.

If the look on Theo's face was anything to go by, he didn't fully believe her, but thankfully left it alone.

They both turned towards the stage at the sound of applause coming from the audience, signalling the end of Pansy's song. Hermione looked over her shoulder towards Theo, to see he was beginning to head back to his seat.

"Theo wait" she said, taking a few steps towards him. "Can you give this to Draco please, after the show is finished?" She asked, holding out a letter to him.

Turning it over in his hands, Theo saw Draco's name written in Hermione's cursive hand writing. "Sure Mia" was his reply, giving her a hug for luck, before heading down the stairs and towards his brothers in arms.

Taking one last look in the mirror, she took a moment to make sure her hair, which had been styled by her future mother in law, Narcissa Malfoy, was still in place. It was and elegant up do with a few curls left hanging to frame her face.

She ran her hands down her dress, noting how smooth the fabric was. She then ran her fingers over the sequins and jewels that were sown into the top part of her dress.

Her arms were left bear, the dark mark showing on her left arm. Hermione was at that point thankful that Snape had given her those potions to remove the ugly scar on her right arm, that had been bestowed on her by none other than Ronald Weasley.

Putting him and those memories out of her head, she heard her name being announced and facing the stage, Hermione place on a smile on her face and walked out to face the audience.

As her song started she found the seats of her family and knew that they could rely on each other for support, for at dawn she wouldn't be here anymore.

"You want all my love and my devotion

You want my love and soul, right on the line.

I have no doubt that I could love you, forever.

The only trouble is, you really don't have the time."

She sang looking at Draco.

"You've got one night only, one night only

That's all you have to spare

One night only

Let's not pretend to care.

One night only, one night only

Come on, big baby, come on

One night only

We only have 'til dawn"

As Hermione sang the last line, she looked at the windows and towards the sky seeing the sun had almost set.

"In the morning this feeling will be gone

It has no chance going on

Something so right has got no chance to live.

So let's forget about chances, it's one night I will give.

One night only, one night only

You'll be the only one

One night only

Then you have to run.

One night only, one night only

There's nothing more to say

One night only

Words get in the way

One night only

One night only

One night only"

As the song came to a finish, the entire audience stood up and a deafening applause could be heard throughout the room. Instead of going off the side of the stage she went down the steps and towards her family.

Hermione could see her father, Rabastian LeStrange, smiling and standing next to her grandfather, who was none other than the Dark Lord himself. Both men were wearing proud looks in there eyes.

Her eyes then shifted to Snape, the man who had seen to her recovery after she arrived here and who had been, in a way, her guardian angel. Training and teaching her along side the elder Malfoy's, who were standing next to him and smiling at her.

As her gaze landed on Draco and his men, their faces all smiling and cheering for her, Hermione felt a sudden rush of dizziness go through her in a flash. She blinked a couple of times and that helped it a little.

As she got closer to them the world around her started to go black and she felt her body tingle before going falling to the floor.

The last thing she saw was Draco rushing towards her, arms outstretched and shouting her name.

Before the darkness could fully overwhelm her, gathering her last bit of strength she muttered three words to whoever had managed to catch her.

"Dumbledore...blood...curse".