The night was rapidly decending upon them. Hermione stopped dead in her tracks, something was moving in the bushes. Whatever it was she didn't think it was just a centaur or something of that nature. Harry stopped abruptly as he realized that Hermione wasn't beside him anymore. Then he too heard saw the bushes move. What was making them move? Harry turned around and walked to Hermione's current location not to far from the moving bushes. As he aproached the bushes stopped moving. Hermione looked at him, and suggested they continue on before it got to late. Harry obliged taking her hand and walking toward the castle. They weren't far into there walk when they heard something, were they being watched. Without thinking Harry grabbed Hermione's and made a break for it running as fast as possible. He didn't know anything except he had a real bad feeling about being in the forest right at that time. Hermione was having a most difficult time keeping up to Harry's long strides and tripped. Just as she was getting up, she heard someones voice mutter an incantation. Hermione recognized it, it was the incantaition to summon the dark mark. Death eaters must be near. Her previous asumptions proved correct as they were surrounded by death eaters only they weren't alone, Voldermort had joined them. Things were not looking good, they were outnumbered by fully trained dark wizards and Hermione was wandless. Hermione looked straight at Voldermort, this was the first time she had acctually seen him face to face. This was the reason why Harry had no parents, this was the reason Harry was always in danger, this was the reason for Cedric's death. Hermione felt the hate course through her very veins. All she wanted to do was annilate this evil man if u could even call him a man in any way possible. Forgeting she was not only wandless but outnumbered as she opened her mouth. " You absoulte bastard, who the hell do u think u are" screeched Hermione at the top of her lungs, she no longer feared Voldermort, she hated him. " Oh the little witch thinks she can hurt me" sneered Voldermort through laughter. " Who could possibly deafeat me, certainly not u" Voldermort continued. " Shall we see who is really going to hurt who" Voldermort said. With no warning what so ever Voldermort pulled his wand out and shot the avada kedavra cures at Hermione. Hermione ducked bringing Harry with her. " Oh the little witch know how to play hide and seek, how sweet" whisper Voldermort evilly as Hermione stood up with Harry. " Fight like a real witch" Voldermort said moving closer to Harry and Hermione who were not backing up. He did have a point thought Hermione, she was going to die and she was hiding when she should just except fate and die upright when deffense was seemingly impossible. Thoughts chased each other in Harry's head. It was one thing for Voldermort to kill him but Hermione couldn't die, he simply wouldn't allow this to happen. This was the very thing Harry had nightmares about, Voldermort getting close to those he cared about. Whatever the outcome, he certainly wasn't letting Hermione die. " I am what you really want" said Harry loudly to divert Voldermort's attention to him vs. Hermione. What does he think he is doing, trying to get himself killed thought Hermione. " Well spotted Potter, but there is one thing you don't understand" " Your little mudblood friend plays a very crucial part in your death, she not only is going to die because she is a mudblood and because you must suffer till the last moment, she is a crucial factor in a ritual to make sure no one could deafeat me" Voldermort stated as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. " Wormtail, get the cauldron and prepare the potion" " Crabbe, Goyle get the mudblood and Potter" shouted Voldermort. Sure enough Crabbe and Goyle got Harry and Hermione, and tied them up to a tree. " Collect the blood Nott" Commanded Voldermort. Nott pulled out first Hermione's and then Harry's wrist to slit them. There blood was put into little glass containers. Hermione hardly noticed the pain as she looked at Harry to the left of her. They were both thinking the same thing, they were going to die. Nott handed the blood to worm tail whom added the first container containing Hermione's blood the cauldron and said blood of the foes lover. Next came Harry's blood, wormtail this time said, blood of the foe. The potion began to bubble rapidly. Voldermort came over to the cauldron and ladled some of the potion into small goblets and handed one to Lucious and another to Avery. The two solemnly headed toward the tree with Harry and Hermione tied to it's trunk. " Untie them" came the cold voice of Voldermort. " But why " protested Avery. " Just do as I say and you might not get hurt" replied Voldermort icily. Lucious untied Harry and Hermione. Both nodded at each other and ran. The reasult was many stunning spells headed there way along with many harsh words from the death eaters. Harry and Hermione miraculously managed to dodge them and duck behind a rock hidding them from sight. Harry looked at Hermione. It was most difficult to see how she was taking this. She had helped him get to Voldermort but to actually see him was a totally different subject. Hermione turned toward him, her expression softening . She leaned over and hugged him like there was no tomorrow. Harry responded with kisses. After a long while Hermione spoke. " Was that really him" she asked positioning herself so she could make eye contact with Harry. " Yes, I am afraid it was him" Harry said softly. " How come he didn't catch us " Hermione asked reasonably. " I don't know" said Harry. " I really thought we were going to die". " But we didn't" said Hermione with a weak smile. " We made it". " Thank god we did" Harry mumbled while playing with her hair. " Let's try to get back to Hogwarts, I am really tired and it is way late, people must be worrying about us" whispered Hermione through a yawn. " Yeah, we'd better" said Harry standing up. Looking around to make sure the coast was clear, they again set off in the direction of the castle. When they arrived, no one was in the common room, it was really late. They both sat down on the couch. Hermione was really tired, so was Harry. Without thinking them both cuddled up and fell asleep.
a/n- i know, i know, a bad chap. i still can't write. oh well, thank u to those who reviewed and please no more flames, i have gotten enough. if u dont have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all. moving on i own nothing j.k rowling does and i have yet to figure how i come up with these odd ideas. bye.