Voldemort's scream deafened everyone in the room as Hermione pointed to Harry. She quickly threw him one of the wands as he scrambled to his feet. It was Severus Snape however who got the Dark Lord's full rage before anyone had a chance to stop him. His body crumpled to the floor as let out his last breath. Hermione cried out and stood still momentarily stunned. She did not hear the curse directed her way.
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Dumbledore nodded and the Order burst through the doors of Voldemort's hideout. They split into groups whilst Dumbledore and Merlin headed towards the main chambers, with Remus Lupin and Alistair Moody close behind.
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"You cannot win Bella so give it up!" Sirius shouted at his enemy. She laughed in a high-pitched crackle before sending another jinx his way. Ducking it easily he took advantage of the layout of the room. Suddenly he found himself in a maze. He began to wander up the passages until a dementor confronted him. He produced a beautiful patronus of a black dog, which chased the dementor into the distance. Around the next corner was not something he had expected. On one of the walls was a picture of Harry's parents. They were shouting at him about how he had let them down, how he had known the Wormtail would betray them to the Dark Lord. Sirius ignored it although it hit close to home. Feeling sorry for himself he continued down the corridor. The only thing on his mind was rescuing Harry. The light in the room dimmed but Sirius refused to use his wand knowing that it would alert Bellatrix to where he was. For all he knew she could be watching him that very moment.
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The bees were now inches from the twins. Both were trying not to scream or move as not to draw attention to themselves. The bees were carrying the honey off bit by bit.
"What do we have here?" the one bee closet to them commented. The twins looked at each other stunned.
Bees can talk?
The other bee flew up a bit closer to observe what his fellow worker was talking about.
"Urgh, ugly humans, they steal our honey and kill us for being in their gardens,"
it buzzed,
"Nooo you have it wrong," cried George. " We would never hurt you in fact we are big fans of you guys," added Fred.
The bees started to laugh, which sent the room buzzing even louder.
"We shall take them to the Queen, she will know what do with them," the one who had found them announced.
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Ron was so startled when he heard Hermione's voice that he fell face through a mirror. When he opened his eyes he was surprised to find that he was not lying on a bed of glass but that he seemed to have stumbled into another chamber. Looking around he found a cupboard full of deatheater outfits, masks and spare wands. Ron quickly put one on and searched for his own wand. When he could not find it he grabbed the nearest wand before going in search of his friends.
'Here I come mate,' he said to himself.
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"Hermione, watch out!" Harry shouted but she was paralysed. Harry dove in front of her and was hit in the chest with the spell. His body went stiff immediately.
Swiftly Hermione spun into action, her body radiating a supernatural power from somewhere. She raised her arms summoning the entire power of good. She felt Dumbledore and Merlin dispense their gifts to her. Before her, appeared the son of Thor, Hercules. He formed a barrier between herself and Voldemort whose curses and spells merrily deflected off his chest. Rage consumed the Dark Lord and he flew at Hermione and protector.
Overcome by a trans she began to chant. A whirlwind developed at her feet and began to spiral behind her. Voldemort tried to step away from her but he felt the wind speed pulling at his feet preventing him from moving. Things seemed to commence unravelling as it started to suck the power out of him. The room started to spin now but Hermione remained still whilst everything revolved around her. Ron dashed into the room out of nowhere but before he could call out to her he was thrown against the wall knocking him out cold. Deatheaters had also appeared from all corners and were flung around the room like rag dolls. In one corner, crouched together were Lucius Malfoy and Peter Pettigrew holding onto each other in fear. Hermione had not forgotten them and soon they were screaming as they were swept up and around the room. Voldemort let out a gasp and what seemed to be his skin fell to the floor. His screams penetrating the room lost in the growing storm.
Hermione's eyes fluttered before opening but the chaos of the room continued. She seemed bewildered as she looked at the bodies of Severus and Harry lying before her. Tears melted down her cheeks, and the storm gained more force. Thunder fuelled the room and lightening streaked uncontrollably, striking the walls and sending shards of glass, plaster and bricks flying.
"Harry, Severus, don't leave me!" she sobbed, her voice crying on the wind before she slumped to the ground.
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"Harry, Harry are you in here," Sirius shouted racing from room to room. He suddenly crashed into Remus, who stopped him from entering the main chamber.
"You cannot go in there," Remus told him tears forming in his eyes.
Sirius looked over his friend's shoulder to see Dumbledore leaning over Harry, saying a prayer.
"HARRY!!!!!!" He fought Remus Lupin, even hitting his old friend uncontrollably but he could not get past. Eventually exhaustion and grief settled in and Sirius crumpled onto Remus's arms, begging softly for it not to be true.