Chapter 17: Appointment With Death

Hermione smiled and took his hand. "I'd love to," she said. Draco and Snape smiled bigger. "Hermione please. I love you," said Harry on the ground. "No Harry you love the idea of me. You don't really love me." Said Hermione. Just then a loud blast was heard and the ground shook and the next thing you seen was a giant fire ball in the distance. Hogwarts had been blown up. "The school," said Snape. "It's to late. We can't do anything about it. Lets go before," Snape was stopped by someone finishing his sentence. "Before what? Voldemort comes? Well it looks like you are too late for that," said Voldemort. Death Eaters of all shapes and sizes surrounded him. "Get the boy," said Voldemort. The Death Eaters knew he was talking about Harry and they walked over and pulled him up. "Isn't this nice? We have the boy who lived. One of my betraying Death Eaters. The son of a member from my inner circle. The foolish little girl who my younger self used. And the two troublemakers that has helped him (he pointed at Harry) with my downfall. All here for their appointment with the Grim Riper. How nice." He said as he gave an evil grin.