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Summary- Will fate come true? A premonition leads Hermione into thinking about the lives of her best friend. What will happen when she tries to prevent evil from occuring? Will she find her own heart or live a life of turmoil and misery?
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A cruel cackle filled the air and an illuminating green flash occured. Lying on the floor motionless was a boy of about 17 with ebony-colored hair and startling jade eyes. There was no heaving chest, no blinking, just a boy staring at her blankly, with no expression except fear.
A harsh voice rang through the air. "Ah yes, I have finally killed him after all these years. I have conquered him just like his parents. It is his downfall, and it's all because of you Malfoy for luring him into this trap."
From the shadows emerged a pale boy with white-blonde hair smirking as he answered, "I just accomplished my task. You should have expected no less from me. That Scarface, famous for defeating the best wizard in the world, deserved it. My Lord, it was just what he deserved. I did it for revenge..."
"You're just like your father, both loyal to the Dark Side. You will be rewarded without a doubt." And with that, both Voldemort (if you hadn't guessed) and Malfoy swiftly left the room, flinging a wand to the side. "Well, he won't be needing that anymore," and he laughted mercilessly.
She glanced at the dead body and examined the face. Her jaw dropped as she noticed, for the first time, the glowing red lightning shaped scar on the boy's forehead.
"NO!" she cried out.
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Jerking awake, Hermione sat up with sweat dripping down her forehead. She shivered with fear and wrapped her blanket around her, trying to soothe herself. "It was just a dream, right? It was just a dream." Repeating that over and over to herself finally convinced her that it was, indeed, a dream, not a premonition of any sort... She hugged her pillow and rested on it and slowly drifted off to sleep with more pleasant dreams.
Author's Note- sorry this chpatr is so short, and sorry about the formatting...it jsut got a lil screwed up cuz i'm not on microsoft word...oh well
the next chaptr wil b bettr and more into the plot 2!
Summary- Will fate come true? A premonition leads Hermione into thinking about the lives of her best friend. What will happen when she tries to prevent evil from occuring? Will she find her own heart or live a life of turmoil and misery?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A cruel cackle filled the air and an illuminating green flash occured. Lying on the floor motionless was a boy of about 17 with ebony-colored hair and startling jade eyes. There was no heaving chest, no blinking, just a boy staring at her blankly, with no expression except fear.
A harsh voice rang through the air. "Ah yes, I have finally killed him after all these years. I have conquered him just like his parents. It is his downfall, and it's all because of you Malfoy for luring him into this trap."
From the shadows emerged a pale boy with white-blonde hair smirking as he answered, "I just accomplished my task. You should have expected no less from me. That Scarface, famous for defeating the best wizard in the world, deserved it. My Lord, it was just what he deserved. I did it for revenge..."
"You're just like your father, both loyal to the Dark Side. You will be rewarded without a doubt." And with that, both Voldemort (if you hadn't guessed) and Malfoy swiftly left the room, flinging a wand to the side. "Well, he won't be needing that anymore," and he laughted mercilessly.
She glanced at the dead body and examined the face. Her jaw dropped as she noticed, for the first time, the glowing red lightning shaped scar on the boy's forehead.
"NO!" she cried out.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Jerking awake, Hermione sat up with sweat dripping down her forehead. She shivered with fear and wrapped her blanket around her, trying to soothe herself. "It was just a dream, right? It was just a dream." Repeating that over and over to herself finally convinced her that it was, indeed, a dream, not a premonition of any sort... She hugged her pillow and rested on it and slowly drifted off to sleep with more pleasant dreams.
Author's Note- sorry this chpatr is so short, and sorry about the formatting...it jsut got a lil screwed up cuz i'm not on microsoft word...oh well
the next chaptr wil b bettr and more into the plot 2!