He pushes me forward and keeps me going with the sword pressed to my back.
We walk down the staircases and I am all but walking dead now. My head
hangs low for I have failed everyone. I wish I could just die. He pushes me
down the last stairs and the pain is unbearable. "Get up! Don't you want to
see your friends again?"
I scramble to my feet and he pushes me into the entranceway. There I see everyone, tied and gagged. Hate flows through my veins. He pushes me along them and stops at Hermione. Oh God Hermione what have they done to you? I fear for her life and drop to her. "What are you doing?" he asked intrigued.
"Let her go she did nothing to you. It's me you want!" I scream.
"No she has done plenty. She will stay...Now get up!"
I do not move.
"Get up you filthy mudblood!"
I stay perfectly still grasping Hermione's hand.
"Have it your way Harry, she dies."
"No," I spring to my feet feeling as if my side has been torn open.
His men grab me and move me away. I can still see him staring at her as if she is some experiment that he is interested in. I wanted to ripe him limb from limb rite there. He starts moving towards her and I lunge. The men hold strong and I can only watch as he touches her face. "Pretty thing.what a shame she won't be persuaded."
How dare he! I lunge once more but am still in the clutches of the guards. It is now that I realize that everyone's eyes are upon me, asking me what to do. I look away. What can I do? It is then that I realize that it has levitated Hermione. Unconscious she is helpless to his power. My eyes widen in horror as he starts saying something, no doubt a spell. "No!"
He glances my way giving me that smirk. That pushes me over the edge. I lunge at him causing the guards to fall back and jump atop this horrible creature. I bring him to the ground and pummel him with punches. He throws me off and I hit the wall. "That is enough I shall not wait any longer."
I look at him he is not pointed to me but Hermione. I hear the all to familiar Avada and rush to Hermione. I see the green light speeding towards me. Images of my life flash by; the last is a picture of Hermione. It lingers for a second or so and then my world goes dark.
I am in some sort of tunnel. There is a light not far from where I stand. I start to walk towards the tunnel but it keeps getting farther and farther away. Now I hear voices. Voices that sound so far but yet so close. "Come back Harry."
Who are they? Where am I? Am I dead? All these questions race threw my mind. The light is becoming brighter, I feel's its warmth. I smell the sweat sent of cinnamon and vanilla; Hermione sent. Oh how I love that sent, how I long to hold it close in my arms as my own. I pick up my pace and find the light almost consuming me. I smile as the heavenly sent fills my lungs. Then as suddenly as it had come it was gone. The light remained but the heavenly sent was gone. I look towards the light and turn away. I walk in the direction I had come from and the sent had found its way back to me; warming my heart and soul.
The room disappeared. I took a breath and I heard people weeping. "You can't be gone," I heard the sweet voice cry-out.
I slowly opened my eyes and there she was like an angel from heaven staring down on me. "What's wrong Mione?" I ask my voice just above a whisper.
She stops crying and looks down upon me. Her loving smile plastered across her perfect face. It causes me to feel happy too, spreading my lips into a grin. I try to push myself off the ground but she pushes me back. "You're too weak. Save your strength."
She is rite I have no more strength. I glance over to my side and find my wound still spilling my blood onto the floor. I realize that I do not have much time. "Hermione," I choke out.
"No Harry don't speak.help is on the way, save your strength," she said pressing her finger to my lips.
"I might not be hear when they arrive," I say my voice barley audible.
Tears once again spill from those heavily eyes, "Harry don't talk like that."
But I cut her off, "Listen Hermione," I break out into a fit of wheezing. "Hermione, I love you.I don't know how or when but I do.I know it is true for everything I do has changed this I have realized this.Y-you are the first thing I think of when I wake and the last before I drift to sleep." I do not have the strength to carry on anymore. I black out but just before the silence takes over. I hear sobbing and the words I've longed to hear all my life, "I love you too Harry."
I scramble to my feet and he pushes me into the entranceway. There I see everyone, tied and gagged. Hate flows through my veins. He pushes me along them and stops at Hermione. Oh God Hermione what have they done to you? I fear for her life and drop to her. "What are you doing?" he asked intrigued.
"Let her go she did nothing to you. It's me you want!" I scream.
"No she has done plenty. She will stay...Now get up!"
I do not move.
"Get up you filthy mudblood!"
I stay perfectly still grasping Hermione's hand.
"Have it your way Harry, she dies."
"No," I spring to my feet feeling as if my side has been torn open.
His men grab me and move me away. I can still see him staring at her as if she is some experiment that he is interested in. I wanted to ripe him limb from limb rite there. He starts moving towards her and I lunge. The men hold strong and I can only watch as he touches her face. "Pretty thing.what a shame she won't be persuaded."
How dare he! I lunge once more but am still in the clutches of the guards. It is now that I realize that everyone's eyes are upon me, asking me what to do. I look away. What can I do? It is then that I realize that it has levitated Hermione. Unconscious she is helpless to his power. My eyes widen in horror as he starts saying something, no doubt a spell. "No!"
He glances my way giving me that smirk. That pushes me over the edge. I lunge at him causing the guards to fall back and jump atop this horrible creature. I bring him to the ground and pummel him with punches. He throws me off and I hit the wall. "That is enough I shall not wait any longer."
I look at him he is not pointed to me but Hermione. I hear the all to familiar Avada and rush to Hermione. I see the green light speeding towards me. Images of my life flash by; the last is a picture of Hermione. It lingers for a second or so and then my world goes dark.
I am in some sort of tunnel. There is a light not far from where I stand. I start to walk towards the tunnel but it keeps getting farther and farther away. Now I hear voices. Voices that sound so far but yet so close. "Come back Harry."
Who are they? Where am I? Am I dead? All these questions race threw my mind. The light is becoming brighter, I feel's its warmth. I smell the sweat sent of cinnamon and vanilla; Hermione sent. Oh how I love that sent, how I long to hold it close in my arms as my own. I pick up my pace and find the light almost consuming me. I smile as the heavenly sent fills my lungs. Then as suddenly as it had come it was gone. The light remained but the heavenly sent was gone. I look towards the light and turn away. I walk in the direction I had come from and the sent had found its way back to me; warming my heart and soul.
The room disappeared. I took a breath and I heard people weeping. "You can't be gone," I heard the sweet voice cry-out.
I slowly opened my eyes and there she was like an angel from heaven staring down on me. "What's wrong Mione?" I ask my voice just above a whisper.
She stops crying and looks down upon me. Her loving smile plastered across her perfect face. It causes me to feel happy too, spreading my lips into a grin. I try to push myself off the ground but she pushes me back. "You're too weak. Save your strength."
She is rite I have no more strength. I glance over to my side and find my wound still spilling my blood onto the floor. I realize that I do not have much time. "Hermione," I choke out.
"No Harry don't speak.help is on the way, save your strength," she said pressing her finger to my lips.
"I might not be hear when they arrive," I say my voice barley audible.
Tears once again spill from those heavily eyes, "Harry don't talk like that."
But I cut her off, "Listen Hermione," I break out into a fit of wheezing. "Hermione, I love you.I don't know how or when but I do.I know it is true for everything I do has changed this I have realized this.Y-you are the first thing I think of when I wake and the last before I drift to sleep." I do not have the strength to carry on anymore. I black out but just before the silence takes over. I hear sobbing and the words I've longed to hear all my life, "I love you too Harry."
