Ow. My head hurt. Where am I? What was that white light? Okay the question I want answered most of all. Where's Hermione? Man, she better be okay. Taking on He-Who-M..nope stop it Ron. You're being stupid. Taking on Voldemort like that. Now Ron, wasn't that hard saying it was it? Okay, back to business. I opened my eyes and well, lets just say the sight was NOT pretty. There were ruins everywhere. I tilted my head to the left a bit. Ow. It still hurt. Next to me was Harry, doing exactly the same thing as I was. There were Death Eaters everywhere but, lets just say they weren't a problem.
"Harry, what happened? Where's Hermione and Draco. What happened to Voldemort?" I asked. He looked shocked. Ron Weasley finally said the name
. "Er..um..I really don't know Ron. Do you think you can get up? You look a lot worse than me. We should probabl..no point Ron. Look who's here."
Professor Dumbledore was walking towards us avoiding the pile of rubble. Then it dawned on me. Heck! This must've been the old Black 'R' Us building. The duel must've taken a lot out of Hermione considering this was the result. I sure hope she's okay. Draco too. I haven't seen him either. Speaking of the devil, here he is right now. Being carried by Sirius. Okay, WHY is he being carried? And omegod! Hermione she was all bloody and dirty. Lupin was carrying her. No this can't be! They can't be dead!
"Don't worry Mr. Weasley. These two aren't dead. Though I have no idea how they survived the feuerio licht spell, when many adults have died attempting to do even a minor form of the spell. Be thankful Mr. Potter and Weasley that your two friends are much tougher than they look. We better get going. I'm sure Madam Pompfrey will be able to take care of these two after we get back to Hogwarts," Professor Dumbledore explained. How does he read our thoughts like that?
"Professor," Harry said, speaking for the first time in a while, "what about Voldemort? What will happen to him? I mean he might come back! Shouldn't we get him while he's weak?"
Professor Dumbledore smiled? Okaaaay.
"Don't worry about it Harry. Voldemort won't be a threat any more. He's finally gone. And who would think that for once, Harry Potter wasn't responsible but instead his sister and her love."
Her love? Er..that would be..oh yeah! Draco. Wish it was me. Well, all for the best. I doubt I could've done much out there. Before we could ask any more questions or me drown any more in self-pity Professor Dumbledore led us to a port-key and we were wizzed back to Hogwarts where a VERY concerned Madam Pomfrey was fussing over some kid's knee. Hah. If only our injuries were that minor. Harry, whether he knew it or not, had an extremely large gash in the back of his leg. And I was fully aware of not one, but TEN small but deep gashes on my arms alone. Madam Pompfrey's mouth literally dropped open when she saw the state we were in. She shooed us over to a bed and made us lie down in them then went over to look at Hermione and Draco. I couldn't quite hear what the Headmaster was telling her but it seemed to be about what happened. After a while Madam Pompfrey yelled out "WHAT?" and fussed even more about Hermione and Draco. Must be serious. What was it he said about the Fuerio lit spell? No that wasn't right. Furio light. Nope, not that either. Feuerio licht. That was it! Okay licht, licht, licht – think back to when Hermione was carrying on about German. Licht sounds German. Licht..licht..licht..er..light! That's it! She must've made the light. But Professor Dumbledore said that Draco had something to do with it. He was muttering something during the fight. I thought he was praying.
A few days later – Harry and I were finally let out of the Hospital Wing. Thank bloody god!
"Weasley and Potter. Professor Dumbledore would like to speak to you," Snape sneered while giving us and the poor, unfortunate 4th year messenger one of his coldest and meanest looks yet. If looks could kill. We headed down to the Headmaster's office and when we got there – as usual – we realised we forgot to ask for the password.
"Okay," Harry said. "It's always a sweet. Sherbet Lemon, Gumdrops, Cockroach Clusters, Chocolate Frogs….." Hhe continued to name like 20 different sweets when my patience ran out.
"Harry," I instructed stepping to the front. "Leave this job to the only guy who doesn't have just one sweet tooth but a whole mouthful of them. Now let me see…Canary creams, Tong Tongue toffees, Sugar quills, Auto-floss mints, Blood-pops. Oh. Just open up you stupid Gargoyle!"
Amazingly enough the gargoyle jumped aside.
"You stupid Gargoyle?" Harry repeated.
When we walked in we weren't in complete awe of the office. I mean, yeah, it's probably the most amazing place one could ever hope to go to but once you've been there about a million times it seems to lose it's effect.
"You wanted to talk to us Professor?" I said.
"Yes, but first lets assemble the whole party so we can start our meeting of properly," he said and with that a whole bunch of people walked in. Sirius, Narcissa – Draco had showed me a picture of her, Lupin, McGonagall, Fudge?, Draco and..
"Hermione!" I cried, rushing up to hug her.
"Ron!" she replied. "How are you feeling? I'm so sorry to drag you into this. This is all my fault. Well, at least I found out I have a brother and Voldemort's gone."
We all sat down in chairs that magically appeared. Draco and Hermione were sharing a small loveseat.
"We have all been gathered here," Dumbledore started, "to discuss the fall of Voldemort. No longer will we ever have to fear him for he has finally been destroyed. By none other than our very own Hermione Potter and Draco Malfoy."
Hermione, still not used to being Harry's sister and Draco both blushed at the comment. A few strange looks appeared on people's faces when they heard the name Hermione Potter.
"Yes, Hermione Granger is actually Hermione Potter. She is his sister," he answered their silent question. "Not many people knew. Only Remus, Sirius, James, Lily, Peter and myself. Fortunately, after a while, we suspected that Peter Pettigrew's loyalties were elsewhere and decided to put young Hermione up for adoption which is where Tobias and Merloyn Granger found her. But we are not here to discuss the Potter's lives for we are here to discuss the fall of Voldemort. I do not know how Draco and Hermione survived the spell but they did and that is what we are here to discuss. Now Hermione, who's idea was it to use the spell?"
"It was Draco's actually Professor," she said. "Though we didn't really agree on it. I was duelling with Voldemort' – gasp from some of the audience – 'and I heard Draco chanting the spell. We didn't have our wands so Harry and Ron couldn't help with the duel. Then when I finally realised what he was trying to do I decided to help him because I knew of the consequences of performing the spell alone."
"Well, then there we have it! I think I know exactly the reason they survived. Similar to the reason Harry survived the Avada Kadavra if I could add."
A/N: I'll leave it there. Not really a cliffy but I DON"T CARE!! Please R/R and oh thankyou like soooo much to all you reviewers!!! I hoped you like this chappy. A bit on the short side but again I DON"T CARE!! Actually I do so please please please pleeeeaaaaaassssssseeeeee just wait a few days and a very looooooong last chapter – or second last haven't decided yet – will be coming your way.