Hermione apperated to the Ministry. She was still tired from her night of merriment with the rest of the seventh years. She had said her goodbyes to Harry, Ron and the rest of her friends and hoped that she would see them all safe in the end.
She walked up the steps of the building and walked inside. She knew that she Auror offices were in the subbasement in the right wing of the building.
Hermione made her way there. she knew that there would only be a single Auror there. the rest had been called away along with some of the teachers at Hogwarts to find Voldemort and his deatheater minions.
She yawned as she walked the vast basement halls. She say the door and knocked on it. "Come in," She opened the door and saw a group of young men and women mingling. "You must be Hermione Granger," A handsome wizard in deep purple robes said smiling at her. "You're our second youngest applicant."
"Who's the youngest?" she asked smiling back and blushing slightly. this guy is too young to be an Auror, she thought.
"Neville Longbottom," He answered. "I do believe he is somewhere in the back of the room. We will start the written tests in fifteen minutes."
She smiled and walked off towards the back of the room. She spotted Neville immediately. "Neville," She smiled warmly at him, "I'm glad you decided to take the test as well,"
"It's about the only thing I am good at. Potions and Arithomancy were no good for me, but the Auror classes at school helped me a bit."
"You've done fine, Neville,"
He smiled shyly at her, he had turned into a handsome young man, even though he was extremely shy. "Good luck on the test, if anyone can do it you can."
"I'm sure you'll do just a well as me," She smiled again.
*******
After hours of writing Hermione was glad that the test was over with. She walked out of the Ministry building glad to be out in the sunlight. She knew that the Aurors would have apperating to the 'abandoned' castle by now. She had been right and the castle was the spot were Voldemort based. She knew that harry and Ron were going to be in the mix of it.
She thought about the test the final twenty pages were a temperament test. To see if she had the right personality to be an Auror. One could have a perfect score on the rest of the test but 'fail' the temperament and you couldn't take the advanced training.
******
Harry, Ron, Remus, Hagrid and Sirius stood with a group of Aurors. "Harry, You and Ron are to stay with either Myself or Remus," Sirius said watching the two young men. "Voldemort will more than likely seek you out," Harry Nodded, he understood the dangers, he had faced Voldemort numerous times over the years. But this year it would be the last time.
"Ron," Remus started, "Make sure you come out of this alive,"
"Yes Sir," Ron replied. the four of them waited as the Aurors surrounded the ruins. "I wish Mione were here,"
"So do I," Harry said as he followed his godfather and Remus.
******
Severus could hear screams, What's that? he thought, he took his wand out. Was it an attack? Who was attacking? He pushed against the bars of his cell, they hadn't budged, he put the tip of his wand into the Keyhole and muttered and unlocking charm. The cell door swung open with a slight creak.
He staggered out, and looked around the room for some form of garment to use as a shirt. He found a cast off robe in the corner and realized that it was his own. Ripped from him before he was thrown into the cell.
He heard things crashing against the stone walls in the Halls above, and more screaming. He slowly made his ways up the Stairs. He hears screams outside the building as well. He looked out on of the minute windows that dotted the stairwell.
He saw the robed deatheaters and others. Aurors! he thought, they had found out where Voldemort was, and who was that Potter? He felt suddenly weak. Someone at Hogwarts must have figured out where Voldemort had hidden himself and his minions. But who? Granger? She had always been good at the maps. But they surely thought he was dead by now. I lived, I'll live long enough to face my last Daemon, then nothing else matters.
The main hall where Voldemort held the meetings was littered with the fallen bodies of both Aurors and Deatheaters. He recognized the body of one of the female Aurors; Azine. He scowled, he had been tolerant of her, they almost got along.
He saw the form of a Deatheater in the Shadows. "Come out of there," The figure stepped forward and Severus saw that it was Lucius, "Well well, waiting for someone to come along so you can get them,"
"I see you're still alive,"
"Like it matters to you," Severus used a full body bind on Lucius before the other man could get another word out. "I have better things to deal with. I'll leave you here with the bodies."
Severus limped out to on of the smaller passages, it was littered with the bodies of many deatheaters as well. No Aurors lay in this batch.
Severus found a large broken window and crawled out of it. He landed on the grass with a soft thud. He cursed as he stood up feeling a sharp shooting pain in his ankle.
He heard a laugh that sent a chill down his spine. It was Voldemort, he had cornered someone. "Now" He heard as he pressed himself against the ruined outer wall. "Who will it be first, Potter?"
Potter?! Severus cursed himself. He peaked around the corner and saw the looming figure of Voldemort. He had Cornered Harry, Remus and Sirius. Bugger, he thought. the two men were on the ground in obvious pain; the Cruciatus.
"Who will it be first?" Voldemort asked, confident that his deatheaters would take care of the Aurors who were out numbered nearly four to one. "You're Godfather? or your pathetic little werewolf?"
Severus knew what he had to do, even if that meant saving the lives of three of his least favorite people; Voldemort, he knew wasn't immune to the Killing curse. he could be killed. All right Severus, you've waited for two months for this day. Do it Now! Severus peeled himself away from the wall.
Never again will I be your damned little lapdog, Never again. Severus raised his wand. "This is the final time Voldemort," Severus said quietly, then louder, "Evada Kedavra!" The curse struck Voldemort full in the back, weakening him considerably.
The Dark Lord turned and swung, flinging Severus back. He saw the ruins rushing up towards him as his body slammed against them.
Several Aurors saw that Voldemort had been weakened. Harry was the next to use the killing curse on Voldemort. He crumpled to the ground still trying to attack the trapped trio. Aurors closed in and finished him off, with several brilliant green flashes of light.
TBC?
A/N: thanks for all of the reviews. I appreciate them. Sorry about not updating as often as I usually do. It's a short chapter I know but it is worth it. Theoretically I could end the story right here and have most of you satisfied. But we'll see. The Gophers are officially taking a break from this and my other story: To where shadows dwell and angels cry (formerly I, Snape). We will update sometime after christmas. I am sorry to do this to you guys but I want to get a few chapters ahead of my readers.
Writing has been slow but I want the chapters to be good, regardless of the fact that I write between 2-4 A.M.
Thanks: Maddie, Zoe, Snapes-Mistress
She walked up the steps of the building and walked inside. She knew that she Auror offices were in the subbasement in the right wing of the building.
Hermione made her way there. she knew that there would only be a single Auror there. the rest had been called away along with some of the teachers at Hogwarts to find Voldemort and his deatheater minions.
She yawned as she walked the vast basement halls. She say the door and knocked on it. "Come in," She opened the door and saw a group of young men and women mingling. "You must be Hermione Granger," A handsome wizard in deep purple robes said smiling at her. "You're our second youngest applicant."
"Who's the youngest?" she asked smiling back and blushing slightly. this guy is too young to be an Auror, she thought.
"Neville Longbottom," He answered. "I do believe he is somewhere in the back of the room. We will start the written tests in fifteen minutes."
She smiled and walked off towards the back of the room. She spotted Neville immediately. "Neville," She smiled warmly at him, "I'm glad you decided to take the test as well,"
"It's about the only thing I am good at. Potions and Arithomancy were no good for me, but the Auror classes at school helped me a bit."
"You've done fine, Neville,"
He smiled shyly at her, he had turned into a handsome young man, even though he was extremely shy. "Good luck on the test, if anyone can do it you can."
"I'm sure you'll do just a well as me," She smiled again.
*******
After hours of writing Hermione was glad that the test was over with. She walked out of the Ministry building glad to be out in the sunlight. She knew that the Aurors would have apperating to the 'abandoned' castle by now. She had been right and the castle was the spot were Voldemort based. She knew that harry and Ron were going to be in the mix of it.
She thought about the test the final twenty pages were a temperament test. To see if she had the right personality to be an Auror. One could have a perfect score on the rest of the test but 'fail' the temperament and you couldn't take the advanced training.
******
Harry, Ron, Remus, Hagrid and Sirius stood with a group of Aurors. "Harry, You and Ron are to stay with either Myself or Remus," Sirius said watching the two young men. "Voldemort will more than likely seek you out," Harry Nodded, he understood the dangers, he had faced Voldemort numerous times over the years. But this year it would be the last time.
"Ron," Remus started, "Make sure you come out of this alive,"
"Yes Sir," Ron replied. the four of them waited as the Aurors surrounded the ruins. "I wish Mione were here,"
"So do I," Harry said as he followed his godfather and Remus.
******
Severus could hear screams, What's that? he thought, he took his wand out. Was it an attack? Who was attacking? He pushed against the bars of his cell, they hadn't budged, he put the tip of his wand into the Keyhole and muttered and unlocking charm. The cell door swung open with a slight creak.
He staggered out, and looked around the room for some form of garment to use as a shirt. He found a cast off robe in the corner and realized that it was his own. Ripped from him before he was thrown into the cell.
He heard things crashing against the stone walls in the Halls above, and more screaming. He slowly made his ways up the Stairs. He hears screams outside the building as well. He looked out on of the minute windows that dotted the stairwell.
He saw the robed deatheaters and others. Aurors! he thought, they had found out where Voldemort was, and who was that Potter? He felt suddenly weak. Someone at Hogwarts must have figured out where Voldemort had hidden himself and his minions. But who? Granger? She had always been good at the maps. But they surely thought he was dead by now. I lived, I'll live long enough to face my last Daemon, then nothing else matters.
The main hall where Voldemort held the meetings was littered with the fallen bodies of both Aurors and Deatheaters. He recognized the body of one of the female Aurors; Azine. He scowled, he had been tolerant of her, they almost got along.
He saw the form of a Deatheater in the Shadows. "Come out of there," The figure stepped forward and Severus saw that it was Lucius, "Well well, waiting for someone to come along so you can get them,"
"I see you're still alive,"
"Like it matters to you," Severus used a full body bind on Lucius before the other man could get another word out. "I have better things to deal with. I'll leave you here with the bodies."
Severus limped out to on of the smaller passages, it was littered with the bodies of many deatheaters as well. No Aurors lay in this batch.
Severus found a large broken window and crawled out of it. He landed on the grass with a soft thud. He cursed as he stood up feeling a sharp shooting pain in his ankle.
He heard a laugh that sent a chill down his spine. It was Voldemort, he had cornered someone. "Now" He heard as he pressed himself against the ruined outer wall. "Who will it be first, Potter?"
Potter?! Severus cursed himself. He peaked around the corner and saw the looming figure of Voldemort. He had Cornered Harry, Remus and Sirius. Bugger, he thought. the two men were on the ground in obvious pain; the Cruciatus.
"Who will it be first?" Voldemort asked, confident that his deatheaters would take care of the Aurors who were out numbered nearly four to one. "You're Godfather? or your pathetic little werewolf?"
Severus knew what he had to do, even if that meant saving the lives of three of his least favorite people; Voldemort, he knew wasn't immune to the Killing curse. he could be killed. All right Severus, you've waited for two months for this day. Do it Now! Severus peeled himself away from the wall.
Never again will I be your damned little lapdog, Never again. Severus raised his wand. "This is the final time Voldemort," Severus said quietly, then louder, "Evada Kedavra!" The curse struck Voldemort full in the back, weakening him considerably.
The Dark Lord turned and swung, flinging Severus back. He saw the ruins rushing up towards him as his body slammed against them.
Several Aurors saw that Voldemort had been weakened. Harry was the next to use the killing curse on Voldemort. He crumpled to the ground still trying to attack the trapped trio. Aurors closed in and finished him off, with several brilliant green flashes of light.
TBC?
A/N: thanks for all of the reviews. I appreciate them. Sorry about not updating as often as I usually do. It's a short chapter I know but it is worth it. Theoretically I could end the story right here and have most of you satisfied. But we'll see. The Gophers are officially taking a break from this and my other story: To where shadows dwell and angels cry (formerly I, Snape). We will update sometime after christmas. I am sorry to do this to you guys but I want to get a few chapters ahead of my readers.
Writing has been slow but I want the chapters to be good, regardless of the fact that I write between 2-4 A.M.
Thanks: Maddie, Zoe, Snapes-Mistress