Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any of the characters (unfortunately, *
sigh*), just the plot.
A/N: I apologize in advance for the misspelled names, I'm to lazy to
go look up the right spelling.
Face to face with Voldemort, the possible finish of the war against good and evil. She, Hermione Granger, now had the opportunity to kill him, and end his spread of Dark Arts and terror. Here stood the creature that killed her parents, and many other muggles, and wanted to kill her because of what her parents were. Choking back tears, she raised her wand, ready to attack. She knew her friends should be here soon to help fight. "Where are they?" she thought.
"Don't bother Mudblood" he sneered at her, "You can't possibly defeat me". Trying to prove him wrong, she opened her mouth to shout a spell, a curse, anything to hurt him. But she didn't have enough time. "Crucio!" He yelled, and she immediately felt her whole body become engulfed in pain. Her mouth still open, she let out a scream. She felt her arms cut open, as the Cruciatus Curse worked it's agony. Her body crumpled to the floor, as she gasped for air, and life. Finally, she heard running footsteps, which cut off the evil laughing from Voldemort. She prayed it was her friends, for she had no idea what was happening around her. She heard recognizable voices shouting spells near her. Suddenly, it was quiet. All she could hear was heavy breathing and footsteps heading closer, as the pain slowly dwindled from her.
"Hermione!" Ron and Harry said at the same time, as they dropped themselves to the ground next to her weak body. She felt tears flow down her cheeks and blood trickle from her limbs. Strong arms wrapped around her and picked her up. They felt warm and soothing against her skin.
She painfully opened her eyes to see who was carrying her. "S. Snape?" She asked, choking on her own words. She wasn't surprised that he was fighting in the war, but she was surprised he was here with her. She hadn't seen him in 5 years, since she graduated from Hogwarts. And she had to admit, she missed him terribly. "Miss Granger, are you alright?" He asked, but she couldn't answer. She drained her strength in just speaking one word to him. She was still in pain, and she knew she'd lost a lot of blood. The surprise from seeing Snape was quickly exchanged with fear for her life. But then, the thoughts, the fears, the pain, all began to drain from her head. Her heavy breathing slowed and shortened. Her eyelids fluttered closed as everything faded to black. "Oh God", she thought, "Am I dieing?"
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"Hermione?" A familiar voice asked, as she began to wake. 'Apparently, I'm not dead', she thought, as her body still ached in pain. "Hermione, wake up. It's over. We won!" the voice she identified as Harry's said , with growing enthusiasm. "Wha. what?" she asked groggily. It took a few moments to remember what had happened. "The war?" "Yes. Voldemort is dead. Ministry wizards arrested as many Death Eaters as possible." "Dad got Lucius Malfoy!" Another voice said happily. Hermione knew this must be Ron. "Finally, he got what's been coming to him". "How do you feel, Hermione?" A third voice asked. She turned her head to look at the speaker, and realized it was, again, Snape. Oddly, she was relieved and glad he was there. She wanted him near her. "Alright. I guess", Hermione she said. She took advantage of the inclined bed she was on, and looked around the room. "Where am I?" she asked. "The Infirmary", Harry told her. "You've been out for almost four days", Ron told her, "but they left the infirmary open for patients of the war. Oh, and Madame Pomfrey insisted you be one of her patients. "Poppi was always very fond of you Miss Granger", Snape said, giving her a little smile.
Harry looked at his watch, then said that Ron and him had to leave. After Harry and Ron said they're goodbyes and left, Hermione turned to face Snape. "Professor Snape." she started, but he cut her off. "Please, call me Severus". "Then call me Hermione. I think I've outgrown 'Miss Granger'". She said laughing weakly. "What happened?" she asked somberly. "Well", Severus began, "you were facing off against Voldemort, and he used the Cruciatus Curse on you. We got to you just in time to ward him off. I guess we surprised him, he didn't see us coming, and we attacked. Now he's gone. We won't have to worry about him anymore." "I was so scared", Hermione said quietly. "When I saw you, I was scared too. I mean. of course, I was worried about you". He blushed slightly as he spoke. She saw him look down at is hands, and she spoke again. "Thank you". "For what?" He asked looking up at her. She shivered as their eyes met, but she didn't look away. "For saving my life".
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A/N: aww, * tear *! This is a kinda short starter chapter. PLEASE review! That so makes my day. I'll continue this if I get some reviews. Tell me what you think, cause this is my first fic and I need all the help I can get! Thanks!
Face to face with Voldemort, the possible finish of the war against good and evil. She, Hermione Granger, now had the opportunity to kill him, and end his spread of Dark Arts and terror. Here stood the creature that killed her parents, and many other muggles, and wanted to kill her because of what her parents were. Choking back tears, she raised her wand, ready to attack. She knew her friends should be here soon to help fight. "Where are they?" she thought.
"Don't bother Mudblood" he sneered at her, "You can't possibly defeat me". Trying to prove him wrong, she opened her mouth to shout a spell, a curse, anything to hurt him. But she didn't have enough time. "Crucio!" He yelled, and she immediately felt her whole body become engulfed in pain. Her mouth still open, she let out a scream. She felt her arms cut open, as the Cruciatus Curse worked it's agony. Her body crumpled to the floor, as she gasped for air, and life. Finally, she heard running footsteps, which cut off the evil laughing from Voldemort. She prayed it was her friends, for she had no idea what was happening around her. She heard recognizable voices shouting spells near her. Suddenly, it was quiet. All she could hear was heavy breathing and footsteps heading closer, as the pain slowly dwindled from her.
"Hermione!" Ron and Harry said at the same time, as they dropped themselves to the ground next to her weak body. She felt tears flow down her cheeks and blood trickle from her limbs. Strong arms wrapped around her and picked her up. They felt warm and soothing against her skin.
She painfully opened her eyes to see who was carrying her. "S. Snape?" She asked, choking on her own words. She wasn't surprised that he was fighting in the war, but she was surprised he was here with her. She hadn't seen him in 5 years, since she graduated from Hogwarts. And she had to admit, she missed him terribly. "Miss Granger, are you alright?" He asked, but she couldn't answer. She drained her strength in just speaking one word to him. She was still in pain, and she knew she'd lost a lot of blood. The surprise from seeing Snape was quickly exchanged with fear for her life. But then, the thoughts, the fears, the pain, all began to drain from her head. Her heavy breathing slowed and shortened. Her eyelids fluttered closed as everything faded to black. "Oh God", she thought, "Am I dieing?"
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"Hermione?" A familiar voice asked, as she began to wake. 'Apparently, I'm not dead', she thought, as her body still ached in pain. "Hermione, wake up. It's over. We won!" the voice she identified as Harry's said , with growing enthusiasm. "Wha. what?" she asked groggily. It took a few moments to remember what had happened. "The war?" "Yes. Voldemort is dead. Ministry wizards arrested as many Death Eaters as possible." "Dad got Lucius Malfoy!" Another voice said happily. Hermione knew this must be Ron. "Finally, he got what's been coming to him". "How do you feel, Hermione?" A third voice asked. She turned her head to look at the speaker, and realized it was, again, Snape. Oddly, she was relieved and glad he was there. She wanted him near her. "Alright. I guess", Hermione she said. She took advantage of the inclined bed she was on, and looked around the room. "Where am I?" she asked. "The Infirmary", Harry told her. "You've been out for almost four days", Ron told her, "but they left the infirmary open for patients of the war. Oh, and Madame Pomfrey insisted you be one of her patients. "Poppi was always very fond of you Miss Granger", Snape said, giving her a little smile.
Harry looked at his watch, then said that Ron and him had to leave. After Harry and Ron said they're goodbyes and left, Hermione turned to face Snape. "Professor Snape." she started, but he cut her off. "Please, call me Severus". "Then call me Hermione. I think I've outgrown 'Miss Granger'". She said laughing weakly. "What happened?" she asked somberly. "Well", Severus began, "you were facing off against Voldemort, and he used the Cruciatus Curse on you. We got to you just in time to ward him off. I guess we surprised him, he didn't see us coming, and we attacked. Now he's gone. We won't have to worry about him anymore." "I was so scared", Hermione said quietly. "When I saw you, I was scared too. I mean. of course, I was worried about you". He blushed slightly as he spoke. She saw him look down at is hands, and she spoke again. "Thank you". "For what?" He asked looking up at her. She shivered as their eyes met, but she didn't look away. "For saving my life".
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A/N: aww, * tear *! This is a kinda short starter chapter. PLEASE review! That so makes my day. I'll continue this if I get some reviews. Tell me what you think, cause this is my first fic and I need all the help I can get! Thanks!