Chapter 18: Sleeping with the Enemy
"Go to Hell, Voldemort," said Harry with anger. "Oh I think you are first," he said with excitement in his eyes. Voldemort raised his wand and started to point it at Harry.
Hermione could stand to just do nothing. "Wait!" she yelled. Everyone looked at her. "Aren't you suppose to make Harry suffer more by making him watch his friends die?" she asked. She didn't care how much she hated him right now, she still didn't want to see him dead. Voldemort looked at Harry. "I suppose you are right. That would be a lot of fun," and with out any notice he shot at Ron. Ron fell to the ground dead. Ginny and Harry screamed. Hermione just stood there to shocked to move. She wanted to run over and cradle Ron in her arms but she had to stay still. "Now who is next?" he asked. "Are you sure just killing us like this is such a good idea?" asked Hermione hoping to distract him long enough so she could think of something. "Well you aren't much use and it is a lot of fun," he said as he raised his wand and shot it at Ginny. She screamed and fell to the round dead as well. Hermione's knees were now beginning to shake. "Well maybe we are," Hermione had tough of a plan. But she really did not like it. "Maybe there is a way "I" could be of some serves to you." Voldemort looked at her hard. "I'm listening," he said. Hermione used a sexy walked to get closer to him. Then she took a hand and ran it down his cold, clammy check. "I just know there is something I could give you that you would just like," she said seductively. Voldemort gave a small smile. "Maybe you are right. Maybe I could use you for something."
Hermione smiled. She was going to save her friends. But that meant she was going to have to sleep with the enemy!
"Go to Hell, Voldemort," said Harry with anger. "Oh I think you are first," he said with excitement in his eyes. Voldemort raised his wand and started to point it at Harry.
Hermione could stand to just do nothing. "Wait!" she yelled. Everyone looked at her. "Aren't you suppose to make Harry suffer more by making him watch his friends die?" she asked. She didn't care how much she hated him right now, she still didn't want to see him dead. Voldemort looked at Harry. "I suppose you are right. That would be a lot of fun," and with out any notice he shot at Ron. Ron fell to the ground dead. Ginny and Harry screamed. Hermione just stood there to shocked to move. She wanted to run over and cradle Ron in her arms but she had to stay still. "Now who is next?" he asked. "Are you sure just killing us like this is such a good idea?" asked Hermione hoping to distract him long enough so she could think of something. "Well you aren't much use and it is a lot of fun," he said as he raised his wand and shot it at Ginny. She screamed and fell to the round dead as well. Hermione's knees were now beginning to shake. "Well maybe we are," Hermione had tough of a plan. But she really did not like it. "Maybe there is a way "I" could be of some serves to you." Voldemort looked at her hard. "I'm listening," he said. Hermione used a sexy walked to get closer to him. Then she took a hand and ran it down his cold, clammy check. "I just know there is something I could give you that you would just like," she said seductively. Voldemort gave a small smile. "Maybe you are right. Maybe I could use you for something."
Hermione smiled. She was going to save her friends. But that meant she was going to have to sleep with the enemy!