Hannah stared at Hermione.
"YOUR father? He is YOUR dad? No...no, it can't be! He...he is MY dad." Hannah told the crowd.
"No Hannah, don't you see? Did Harry ever tell you about the look that he saw on Dumbledores face. When he learned that Voldemort had returned?" replied Hermione. Hannah's face went slack. "ah, I see, he has. Well, as you might have thought, but I highly doubt it, for you tend to not think that hard, Dumbledore is not, as everyone has always thought, on the side of the good-guys. Do you know why he was always clapping extra hard for Harry? To boost his confidence. To push him that extra little bit. To prepare to kill him. Say your final good bye. Say good bye to the Boy-Who- Lived. Good bye to your beloved brother, Harry Potter."
"NO!" Hannah yelled into the night as she ran to her brothers side, gripping him tightly, "No," she was starting to cry, "he can't die! I need him! The world needs him! And what about Ginny?" at this moment, Ginny was wondering when her name would come up (it was no secret that she liked Harry), "Ginny loves him! Are you just going to let a love die that way?"
"I guess you are right. I should not let young love die that way." Hermione told her, already a play was brewing in her mind, "Avada Kedavra!" she screeched, he wand pointed at Ginny's chest. Green was speeding towards her, the sound of rushing death was in the air. She screamed. And then there was silence.
*****
Ron awoke with a start. He was drenched in sweat. The other boys were staring at him.
"What is wrong with you?" he snapped at them.
"You," started Dean Thomas, "you were screaming for your sister. You said some other names. Harry, Hannah, Hermione, Tom...Frank Longbottom"
"Is everything okay?" asked a curious Neville Longbottom.
"Yea," Ron told them, rubbing his chest, "yea, everything is okay. Just...just a nightmare. Go back to sleep." The boys all laid back down, and when snoring filled the still room, he snuck out of the dormitory.
His dream was running over and over again in his mind:
Hannah and Ginny ran to Dumbledore's office, and asked for him to come to the Forbidden Forest. Then Hannah killed Harry. Hermione came foreword, wearing a Death Eaters cloak. Hannah asked if it was justice. Hermione said no, and killed Ginny too. He recognized the area as Aragog's Hollow.
He made his way towards it, and noticed a circle of Death Eaters. In the center of them, stood Hannah, Hermione, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, Dumbledore, and Mcgonagall. On the ground was Harry and Ginny. Both seemed dead.
He hid himself in the shadows, careful not to make any noise. The air was still, any leafs moving would echo across the entire hollow.
"Hannah," Ron heard Dumbledore tell Hannah, "Please. Say good bye to your brother, Ginny, Hermione, and Ron. And Susan. Don't forget Susan." Ron remembered that over the year, Hannah and Susan Bones had become good friends. Even thought they were in different houses.
Tears were streaming down Hannah's face. Her eyes were as big as a deer's eyes. 'Tears?' questioned Ron in the privacy of his mind, 'tears...'Dumbledore raised his wand.
"Now," he growled, "are you going to be a good girl, and let us do this peacefully? Or are you going to make it hard for us?"
"I will not obey." a shaky Hannah told the group. This time, no one came to save her. No one was there. She knew. She was going to die. Ron was swiftly moving towards her, ready to save her at any cost. He tried to send her a message, with out talking to her. 'Hannah, I know that you can do this. Kill Harmione, kill Dumbledore. Kill Tom. Kill me.' he did not know if she understood. But that was a chance that he was willing to take.
"Avada," whispered Dumbledore. Ron Jumped in front of Hannah, "Kedavra!" he finished, not seeing Ron in front of Hannah.
"RON!" shrieked Hannah.
"Hannah, he whispered to her. He was barely alive. "Hannah, I love you. I love you like a sister. Good bye..." he was gone. Hannah wept. In one night, she had lost two brothers, and a sister. The she understood.
"Please," she told Hermione, Tom, and Dumbledore, "Please kill me all together. I wan to be looking at all of you. To say good bye." Apparently the three did not see any problem in this. They moved together, wands at the ready.
"On three," Mentioned Hermione. "One...Two--" She got cut off.
"Avada Kedavra!" screamed Hannah, sending the three to the ground.
Piers was the first one to notice.
"It's gone!" he shouted.
"What is gone?" asked a few Death Eaters.
"The Dark Mark! It is gone from my arm!" others lifted up their left sleeves, and looked that their bland skin. It was gone, "We're free!" rejoiced Piers.
"Free?" questioned Hannah. "What is free? You have no master now. Is that what free is? Free? But at what cost? Three innocent lives were lost. Three other. Six people died tonight. Does that not bother you?" tears were staring to flow freely down her rosy cheeks, "I lost my brother, yet you are rejoicing? What kind of justice is that?" she tore from the Hollow, and back to the castle, picking up the invisibility cloak on her way by.
"I'll tell you what kind of justice it is," she whispered to her self, "it is not justice."
A/n: wow, okay. Interesting. Sarah: I know, I am just too lazy to fix it, thank you! Jax31583: thank you! I am glad that you like it! People: I am thinking about doing a sequel...and I have it planed out already. It is going to be more romance, and about a different person, but it is a sequel. It makes no sense now, but it will. I will probably have about six more chapters to this...not sure here, but maybe. HAPPY CHRISTMAS!
~Shadun
"YOUR father? He is YOUR dad? No...no, it can't be! He...he is MY dad." Hannah told the crowd.
"No Hannah, don't you see? Did Harry ever tell you about the look that he saw on Dumbledores face. When he learned that Voldemort had returned?" replied Hermione. Hannah's face went slack. "ah, I see, he has. Well, as you might have thought, but I highly doubt it, for you tend to not think that hard, Dumbledore is not, as everyone has always thought, on the side of the good-guys. Do you know why he was always clapping extra hard for Harry? To boost his confidence. To push him that extra little bit. To prepare to kill him. Say your final good bye. Say good bye to the Boy-Who- Lived. Good bye to your beloved brother, Harry Potter."
"NO!" Hannah yelled into the night as she ran to her brothers side, gripping him tightly, "No," she was starting to cry, "he can't die! I need him! The world needs him! And what about Ginny?" at this moment, Ginny was wondering when her name would come up (it was no secret that she liked Harry), "Ginny loves him! Are you just going to let a love die that way?"
"I guess you are right. I should not let young love die that way." Hermione told her, already a play was brewing in her mind, "Avada Kedavra!" she screeched, he wand pointed at Ginny's chest. Green was speeding towards her, the sound of rushing death was in the air. She screamed. And then there was silence.
*****
Ron awoke with a start. He was drenched in sweat. The other boys were staring at him.
"What is wrong with you?" he snapped at them.
"You," started Dean Thomas, "you were screaming for your sister. You said some other names. Harry, Hannah, Hermione, Tom...Frank Longbottom"
"Is everything okay?" asked a curious Neville Longbottom.
"Yea," Ron told them, rubbing his chest, "yea, everything is okay. Just...just a nightmare. Go back to sleep." The boys all laid back down, and when snoring filled the still room, he snuck out of the dormitory.
His dream was running over and over again in his mind:
Hannah and Ginny ran to Dumbledore's office, and asked for him to come to the Forbidden Forest. Then Hannah killed Harry. Hermione came foreword, wearing a Death Eaters cloak. Hannah asked if it was justice. Hermione said no, and killed Ginny too. He recognized the area as Aragog's Hollow.
He made his way towards it, and noticed a circle of Death Eaters. In the center of them, stood Hannah, Hermione, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, Dumbledore, and Mcgonagall. On the ground was Harry and Ginny. Both seemed dead.
He hid himself in the shadows, careful not to make any noise. The air was still, any leafs moving would echo across the entire hollow.
"Hannah," Ron heard Dumbledore tell Hannah, "Please. Say good bye to your brother, Ginny, Hermione, and Ron. And Susan. Don't forget Susan." Ron remembered that over the year, Hannah and Susan Bones had become good friends. Even thought they were in different houses.
Tears were streaming down Hannah's face. Her eyes were as big as a deer's eyes. 'Tears?' questioned Ron in the privacy of his mind, 'tears...'Dumbledore raised his wand.
"Now," he growled, "are you going to be a good girl, and let us do this peacefully? Or are you going to make it hard for us?"
"I will not obey." a shaky Hannah told the group. This time, no one came to save her. No one was there. She knew. She was going to die. Ron was swiftly moving towards her, ready to save her at any cost. He tried to send her a message, with out talking to her. 'Hannah, I know that you can do this. Kill Harmione, kill Dumbledore. Kill Tom. Kill me.' he did not know if she understood. But that was a chance that he was willing to take.
"Avada," whispered Dumbledore. Ron Jumped in front of Hannah, "Kedavra!" he finished, not seeing Ron in front of Hannah.
"RON!" shrieked Hannah.
"Hannah, he whispered to her. He was barely alive. "Hannah, I love you. I love you like a sister. Good bye..." he was gone. Hannah wept. In one night, she had lost two brothers, and a sister. The she understood.
"Please," she told Hermione, Tom, and Dumbledore, "Please kill me all together. I wan to be looking at all of you. To say good bye." Apparently the three did not see any problem in this. They moved together, wands at the ready.
"On three," Mentioned Hermione. "One...Two--" She got cut off.
"Avada Kedavra!" screamed Hannah, sending the three to the ground.
Piers was the first one to notice.
"It's gone!" he shouted.
"What is gone?" asked a few Death Eaters.
"The Dark Mark! It is gone from my arm!" others lifted up their left sleeves, and looked that their bland skin. It was gone, "We're free!" rejoiced Piers.
"Free?" questioned Hannah. "What is free? You have no master now. Is that what free is? Free? But at what cost? Three innocent lives were lost. Three other. Six people died tonight. Does that not bother you?" tears were staring to flow freely down her rosy cheeks, "I lost my brother, yet you are rejoicing? What kind of justice is that?" she tore from the Hollow, and back to the castle, picking up the invisibility cloak on her way by.
"I'll tell you what kind of justice it is," she whispered to her self, "it is not justice."
A/n: wow, okay. Interesting. Sarah: I know, I am just too lazy to fix it, thank you! Jax31583: thank you! I am glad that you like it! People: I am thinking about doing a sequel...and I have it planed out already. It is going to be more romance, and about a different person, but it is a sequel. It makes no sense now, but it will. I will probably have about six more chapters to this...not sure here, but maybe. HAPPY CHRISTMAS!
~Shadun