Hermione Never Did Die
Chapter Two
By: A. Madalong
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This wasn't an average mission for Hermione...It wasn't really a mission at all. No...The ministry would never have let Hermione go alone on this mission- had they known what she had set out to do that night.
She had information...Incredible information of Lord Voldemort's whereabouts. But- she was not planning a regular mission... That night she would be meeting with the Dark Lord who had caused her much suffering.
It was a dark manor. Hermione suspected it to be somewhat gloomy, and haunted house like. Two Death Eaters greeted her as she walked to the doorstep.
"Ms. Hermione Weasley?" one hissed.
She nodded her head. The Death Eater signalled for the door to be opened and then heckled, "Please, follow me."
The floorboards creaked, and the smell of spider webs and death filled the hallways. The Death Eater stopped in front of a large doorway, lined with silver carving of snakes. "Enter," he commanded.
Hermione pressed opened the door, and found herself in a large room. Her footsteps echoed as she entered the room.
"Ms. Hermione, how pleasant for you to join me," a ghostly shadow whispered.
The person slowly lurked from the dark shadows, revealing the putrid face of Lord Voldemort. Hermione, by reflex, grasped for her wand- but then, closed her eyes remembering why she was there.
"Stay calm," she told herself over again and again. "Just stay calm."
"Tell me," Voldemort coldly said. "Tell me why I shouldn't kill you right now."
"Because...Because..." Hermione felt her voice shaking. She quickly shook her head, and began to speak in a bold, strong voice. "Because if you kill me, I have placed a charm that will alert everyone in the ministry of your whereabouts."
Voldemort laughed, "Really?"
"Yes, really," repeated Hermione, finding her knees shaking,
"Tell me, Hermione," he said. "What is keeping you from killing me right now?"\
Suddenly Hermione's wand flew from her pocket and slowly levitated in front of her- only a hand's grab away.
"Because," she snapped, grasping her wand. "Because I...I need your help..." Hermione herself could not believe she had said those words. Her throat was now burning in pain.
"You do?" Voldemort laughed. "You- the top Auror, need my- the evil villain's help?"
Hermione lowered her eyes, which were slowly being filled with small tears. "Yes," she said quietly. "I can't stand it...I can't the pain...Or the suffering...Or death...I want it to all end! No one gave me a choice to become a witch!...I could have lived a nice, quiet life with my muggle family...But no! All THIS had to happen!"
Hermione threw her arms in the air, looking around the dark room. "THIS had to happen!" she screamed, and then covered her crying face with her hands.
"Settle down," Voldemort said in a comforting tone. "I can give you what you want. I have the power too. But-"
"But what?" Hermione said, lifting her eyes.
"You may never come back to this world- never" he explained. "I will give you a new life- a muggle life. You will forget everything that has happened to you in the Wizardry World. And everyone in the Wizardry World, will forget you. They will only know you as the Auror who mysteriously disappeared."
Hermione nodded. It was an extreme measure...but she was willing to do it... The death....The death was too much for her...
"Alright," Hermione agreed, snapping her wand in two. "I'm ready..."
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A/N: Hope you enjoyed! Reviews always welcome and appreciated! More to follow shortly...