"Bumblebee!" They both said in unison.
Hermione and Draco walked into Dumbledore's office but saw nothing… everything was gone… was this a trick?
"Hermione, Draco, over here. There is something I need to show you!"
Dumbledore led them down the corridor that led to the crystallization room. Hermione had been down this hallway 3 times before, so she knew every turn she had to make.
"Here, is where the final fight will take place… Hermione, for safe guarding, let me hold onto the Rosetta Stone, we don't want Voldemort to have it during the first minutes of the fight!" Dumbledore explained.
Hermione could see through Dumbledore's charade, this was Voldemort… The reason that he brought them there was because this is where his power was the greatest, at the edge of the worlds. If he had to get away, he could easily escape through the crystal.
"Then why should I give it to you? Personatus Inflammare!"
Voldemort's disguise came off and revealed an old Tom Riddle. Voldemort was no longer faceless, he had gained his old life back, and this is when he was strongest.
"Hermione, the Stone, RUN!" Draco yelled and pulled out his wand, "Crucio!"
The curse bounced off Voldemort and hit the crystal, just missing Hermione.
"`Mione, I'll stall him, you get the Final Rosetta Stone ready! Avada Kedavra!"
The green light came from Draco's wand and hit Voldemort, sending him flying, but not even a scratch appeared on him.
"Accio Rosetta Ston..." Voldemort began but a spell hit Voldemort in the face and he could not speak.
Hermione was standing with her wand out and the Stone in the other. Voldemort watched in pain as she dropped the Rosetta Stone on the ground, and it shattered into millions of pieces.
"Impedimenta!" Hermione yelled as she picked up the stone inside the Rosetta Stone, "This, Voldemort, is the Final Rosetta Stone, all that is needed to do now is to add it to Draco's wand and…"
Somehow, the Silencio put on Voldemort was broken and he attacked Hermione, pushing her into a corner… Then he petrified Draco.
"Little girls should not have such a precious item; they should be playing with dolls. Especially a Mudblood like yourself!"
"At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in! They got in on pure talent!"
"No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood!"
"There is a rumour that the Mudblood is leaving for a year. We're having a party in the other compartment."
"Mudblood, it means dirty blood."
"Mudblood!"
"Mudblood!"
"MUDBLOOD!"
Hermione could not take it; her head was spinning with memories of her last 6 years at Hogwarts. She grabbed her wand and pointed it directly at Voldemort. And used a spell that she had heard in her dreams.
"NEX NECIS!"
A dark light came out of Hermione's wand and hit Voldemort in the gut. He was pushed back and hit the wall on the other side of the room. Hermione, with the Final Rosetta Stone in her hand, fell unconscious. The last thing she saw was Voldemort running out of the castle.
"Professor, she used an unknown spell on Voldemort, It was a dark light that pushed Voldemort across the entire room." Draco explained to Dumbledore who just looked worried at Hermione's sleeping body.
"The spell was Nex Necis, a murder spell, stronger than Avada Kedavra. If you noticed, Voldemort was not harmed by Avada Kedavra, but was bleeding his black blood after Nex Necis. Nex Necis is an ancient curse that until 141 A.D. was used as the Cruciatus curse is now. Salan Slytherin of 141 compressed his magic into a strong blast of Nex Necis while torturing a muggle, and he killed the muggle. Only three people of this time know of this spell that I am aware of, Myself, Voldemort, and Hermione. What Hermione did not know was that you had to compress you magic to use it properly, she probably could have killed Voldemort, but instead, she allowed all her anger to flow into her spell. Although for Avada Kedavra, it would have been able to kill anyone. Nex Necis is so powerful that we have Obliterated anyone who found out about it. It was not until now that I knew Hermione knew it. Hopefully, she will not have her wand taken away, even if the spell had been Wingardium Leviosa, there was enough anger in it for it to be considered dangerous. Hermione could have her wand taken away. I hope that I can protect her from it. If I was there with you, I could have helped you finish off Voldemort."
"What about the Stone sir, I could not find around the place that she fell unconscious."
"The stone is in her hands, she will not open them, even for me. We will have to wait for her to awake before we can get it from her."
"Why didn't she use the stone on my wand, I could have beaten Voldemort right there?"
"She had her reasons, she didn't want you to get hurt, and she didn't want you to sacrifice yourself to kill him."
"What do you mean, sacrifice myself, you mean like a kamikaze?"
"I guess I should tell you now, you will not live to see the world after Voldemort is gone, the part of the prophesy I didn't read was that to defeat Voldemort, you must sacrifice the Final Rosetta Stone, and the life of the scar. If I'm not mistaken, that means that you will die."
"But by life of the scar, it could mean the scar, not me. The scar could disappear."
"No Draco, did you see Harry Potter when you went to Hermione's world? He also had the scar. I spoke to Dumbledore, and our worlds are the same, but different. In the other world, Harry lost his parents, in this one, you did not. What is the same are the characters involved. Yourself, Harry, Hermione, Voldemort, Myself, and your mother Narcissa."
"My mother?"
Dumbledore looked again at Hermione; she was starting to move, "She is about to awake, give her this when she awakes!"
Dumbledore handed Draco a note and a present, and he left the room. Draco just stayed at Hermione's side for the night, waiting for her to wake up. He fell asleep at 2:00 AM, at her bedside.
Draco opened his eyes to Hermione walking about the infirmary, thinking. She was pacing back and forth looking at the note that Draco was supposed to give her.
"I can't believe I used Nex Necis on him. Even if he did deserve it. I should have been more careful! Stupid me!"
Hermione pulled out her wand and pointed it at herself, "Cruci…"
Draco interrupted her before she could curse herself, "`Mione, you were great last night, not even I could have done what you did. Now imagine if you had used the Rosetta Stone!"
Hermione looked at Draco with tears in her eyes, "But he got away, it's not fair! I should have known how to channel my energy and magic into my spell, and then Voldemort would be gone."
"But so would you! I know about the prophesy, and I have to do this! So go back to sleep, and we'll think about what to do later."
Draco and Hermione walked to their dormitories and fell asleep, unaware of the Black Raven outside their window, watching their every move!
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I swear that this fic is not turning into what I was hoping it would. It is getting better.
