The Truth of It All

The Start

A/N An idea that..I dunno HOW I got, lol. It's pretty long and stuff, and..uh..I'm going to probably get a lot of chapters up cause I wrote 4 full chapters to his in school. The part I hate about it is that I need to copy them from the paper on to here..ARGH!!! Well..better than to sit at the computer for 30 minutes trying to think of what to write next..plz r/r!

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"Guys, I'm going to miss you!" Hermione cried as she began to hug Harry. It was Harry, Ron, and Hermione's last year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry; their final year they would be going.

"Don't worry! It's not like the last day we'll ever see each other," Harry said, hugging back. He did know how wrong he would be. When they stopped hugging, Hermione turned to Ron.

"Well, Ron.." Hermione said, and held out her hand to shake his. Ron only smiled.

"Just a hand shake?" he laughed, and went to give Hermione a hug. She was smiling, of course, and she was also glad he wanted a hug. Like in their 2ND year, Hermione gave Harry and hug and shook Ron's hand. At least now, he wasn't embarrassed.

"I can't believe this is our last day!" Hermione cried after she and Ron pulled away. The three of them were staring up at Hogwarts. When they entered the train, Hermione gave Harry and Ron her phone number to her new flat. She got it the summer before.

"Be sure to call me!" she told them, and they nodded. The train arrived at the station and they went their own ways.

"See you later, guys!" Hermione said, waving at them, and headed to her car. Since she was 17 and able to drive . Of course, she had to drive it to the station before her 7th year, and that was a slow ride. She had to leave an hour before so she'd get there on time. Luckily, her carefulness pulled off and she arrived at the station safe and on time..barely. The drive home, though, was very long and boring, but faster than before. Finally, she got home to her two story house, which was pretty big for just one person. She didn't know that soon, she'd change her own life.

"Mum?" Hermione said into the speaker part of the phone.

"Hello, Hermione! How was your school day?" her mum asked, very excitedly. Her mum always asked those questions, which annoyed Hermione just a bit, but someday she'd appreciate it.

"Just great! Though I wish it wasn't the last year. All the memories were there, and I learned so much!" Hermione said, twisting the phone wire around her finger. All the precious things in her life happened at Hogwarts. From when she met Harry and Ron, to the Twizard Turnament, and then to the down fall of Voldemort. That she still needed to tell her parents. Maybe now was the time. "Um..mum? I have something to tell you.."

"Oh, no..you're not..not..pregnant, are you?" Her mum asked in a very shaky, yet worried voice.

"MUM!! Of course not! How could you think such a thing?" Hermione said, very surprised at her mum.

"Sorry, dear. I've read too many books," her mum laughed. "Now, what is it you need to tell me?"

"Well.." Hermione started, and repeated the toughest part in her life..or so she thought.

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"Where are we?" Hermione asked, as the trio walked down a dark, damp tunnel. The last place they were was at the Dark Forrest.

"I don't know.." Harry said.

"You know..I don't really want to know," Ron said, looking around.

"Ah..the three friends are here to look death in the face," a voice said, which made them jump.

"W-who is it?" Harry asked in a pretty shaky voice.

"You know, Potter," it said again.

"Um.." Harry said, very confused.

"Harry," Hermione whispered, "I think it's you-know-who."

"That's what I thought," Ron gulped. Just then, a figure stepped out of the shadow on the opposite side of them. It surely was Lord Voldemort.

"Yes, mudblood, it is," he smirked. "Yes, I heard what you said. I can hear anything. Now, down to business..The Boy Who Lived shall become The Boy Who Died. No duel, however. Just me using a wand, and you falling to the ground in a quick green flash." He snapped his finger.

"Oh, no he won't!" Ron said, very bravely.

"You'll have to get through us first!" Hermione said.

"Guys! He's very powerful, don't put your lives on stake!" Harry hissed at them.

"We're not letting you die, Harry. You're our best friend, and we just won't let it happen," Hermione hissed back.

"Well, he's a goner anyways, but do what you want," Voldemort said, and reached for his wand. Hermione, too, reached for her wand, but for a different reason. She turned her back, and muttered a spell, which instantly made a medium size mirror appear in her hands. Knowing Voldemort could hear them no matter what, Harry and Ron kept quiet, asking qustions with their eyes and facial expression. She only smiled, handed Harry the mirror, and turned around to face Voldemort. Harry knew what to do, though Ron was still a bit confused.

"Now, finally, I shall kill the famous Harry Potter," and with that, Voldemort yelled the Avada Kadavera spell. Harry held the mirror in front of him, and the spell hit it, bouncing back to Voldemort, hitting him in the stomach.

"NOOOOOO!" he screamed, and disappeared. The three stood in silence for a couple of minutes, taking in the fact that Voldemort was really gone. Harry was the first to speak.

"Well," he said, "that was..brilliant, Hermione! How'd you think of such a thing as to get a mirror?"

"I don't know, just did, I guess," Hermione said, blushing at the compliment.

"Great job, Hermione!" Ron said, and both he and Harry gave her a hug.

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After Hermione told the whole story, her mum was in tears.

"Oh, Hermione! You're so brave!!" she cried. "That was a huge thing."

"Very huge, and I'm glad it's over," Hermione said, trying to keep the tears in. She wasn't upset, she just loved the fact that everything was better now. No more deaths and worries, and that no one she loved was harmed. "Well, down to the point of why I called. Is it alright that I pick up some of my stuff to put in my flat now?"

"Why, sure Hermione! Anytime!" her mum said, still sniffing.

"Mum! Everything's fine. Nothing bad'll ever happen again! Well, I'll be on my way. See you in a bit," Hermione said.

"Ok, dear, see you then!" and Hermione hung the phone up. It was now 8:00 at night. She got in her car and pulled out to go to her old home. As the street light turned green, she started driving across the fourway road. . . .the last thing she remembered was a crashing sound. . . . . .

A/N Mwahaha, I loved how I ended it..it's obvious, yeah, but still..Newayz..new story, new reviews! Lol, so, PLZ REVIEW!! Next chapter up hopefully by Saturday.