FACES
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A/N: Thanks to my beta readers! I love you guys!
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How did she know Ron?
Shinigami felt so many emotions run through him. He knew Ron Weasley. He knew he was the target. He didn't think it would be any big deal. He thought withholding it from Ran might be good, might be best for her. It had been hard for him to deal with but . . . he couldn't stand to see her cry.
Honir Apparated by the body. He saw who it was and fought back tears, looking away. He refused to sob. He refused to cry, but the tears came whatever he wanted to do. "I --- knew --- him," he choked out.
"Me too," Hermione said, tears sliding silently, gently down her face.
Shinigami took out his wand and cast a spell, stopping time. He leaned down to Ran and whispered softly in her ear, "Apparate back when you can. No one can disturb you now."
He Disapparated with a crack of a whip, and was gone.
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"Hermione."
Hermione looked up for a second on reflex before she nearly jumped out of her skin. "You recognize me?"
"Yes," Honir told her gently. His face was still wet with tears over Ron's death. "I know you. And I know Ron."
Hermione felt her eyes grow wide. Honir was someone she knew?
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"Where is she?"
Shinigami glanced up at the familiar black-hooded figure sweeping into his room. "Who, sir?"
"Ran," Duat answered impatiently.
"She knew the target."
"I knew that."
Shinigami scowled at his master for the first time. "And you sent her on the mission?"
"Yes. This was a chance to see if she could handle missions."
"This was a chance for her heart to break!" Shinigami yelled. "How could you be so cruel and heartless?"
Duat's eyes narrowed. "I expected more insight from you, of all people, Shinigami. Vengeance has no time to worry about petty emotions."
"Petty emotions," Shinigami growled. "Perhaps you didn't see her eyes, or the tears falling out from them as she looked on his cold, dead body!"
"I watched from afar, as you watched from near. However, it is apparent that it had an entirely different affect on you."
"If you didn't care . . ." Shinigami's mouth grew dry as he knew what he was going to, what he had to say next. "I'm glad it was different."
Duat's frown grew deeper. "Shinigami, frankly, I expected more of you."
"And I you."
Duat left the room, long black robes sweeping from his feet.
Shinigami stared coldly at his retreating back.
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"Who are you?"
Honir looked at the motionless body. He had to tell her. This was Hermione . . . the girl he once loved.
Slowly, steadily, he removed the mask hiding his identity . . .
"H-Harry?"
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LAHAK
Serenity
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A/N: Thanks to my beta readers! I love you guys!
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How did she know Ron?
Shinigami felt so many emotions run through him. He knew Ron Weasley. He knew he was the target. He didn't think it would be any big deal. He thought withholding it from Ran might be good, might be best for her. It had been hard for him to deal with but . . . he couldn't stand to see her cry.
Honir Apparated by the body. He saw who it was and fought back tears, looking away. He refused to sob. He refused to cry, but the tears came whatever he wanted to do. "I --- knew --- him," he choked out.
"Me too," Hermione said, tears sliding silently, gently down her face.
Shinigami took out his wand and cast a spell, stopping time. He leaned down to Ran and whispered softly in her ear, "Apparate back when you can. No one can disturb you now."
He Disapparated with a crack of a whip, and was gone.
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"Hermione."
Hermione looked up for a second on reflex before she nearly jumped out of her skin. "You recognize me?"
"Yes," Honir told her gently. His face was still wet with tears over Ron's death. "I know you. And I know Ron."
Hermione felt her eyes grow wide. Honir was someone she knew?
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"Where is she?"
Shinigami glanced up at the familiar black-hooded figure sweeping into his room. "Who, sir?"
"Ran," Duat answered impatiently.
"She knew the target."
"I knew that."
Shinigami scowled at his master for the first time. "And you sent her on the mission?"
"Yes. This was a chance to see if she could handle missions."
"This was a chance for her heart to break!" Shinigami yelled. "How could you be so cruel and heartless?"
Duat's eyes narrowed. "I expected more insight from you, of all people, Shinigami. Vengeance has no time to worry about petty emotions."
"Petty emotions," Shinigami growled. "Perhaps you didn't see her eyes, or the tears falling out from them as she looked on his cold, dead body!"
"I watched from afar, as you watched from near. However, it is apparent that it had an entirely different affect on you."
"If you didn't care . . ." Shinigami's mouth grew dry as he knew what he was going to, what he had to say next. "I'm glad it was different."
Duat's frown grew deeper. "Shinigami, frankly, I expected more of you."
"And I you."
Duat left the room, long black robes sweeping from his feet.
Shinigami stared coldly at his retreating back.
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"Who are you?"
Honir looked at the motionless body. He had to tell her. This was Hermione . . . the girl he once loved.
Slowly, steadily, he removed the mask hiding his identity . . .
"H-Harry?"
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LAHAK
Serenity