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Chapter 1: Reliving the Nightmare
In a small dark room, miles underground, lit only by a few melting candles stood two men. One towering high above the other, wearing a long dark robe hiding everything but his eyes. Oh those eyes....small, piercing red eyes. The eyes of evil.
The other man, wearing a torn, battered, bloody cloak covering a bruised and almost lifeless body, glared straight into those eyes. Determination sweated through his pores. When would this end? The taller man let out a low, gruff laugh. He extended his wand, pointing straight at the other's heart.
"Now, Potter.....we shall see how powerful you really are. You defeated me once as a child because of your stupid Muggle born mother, but even she cant save you now!" His wand glowed green.... ready to shoot the claws of death straight into Harry's soul.
"AVADA KEDA...."
"Noooooooooooooooooooo!!!!"
A low roll of thunder suddenly jerked Hermoine back into reality. Huge raindrops began to fall from the sky. It was as if the whole world was crying. She had never seen so many people look so sad.
As the pace of the rain quickened, people started heading back towards
the building. The funeral was over.....he was really gone. She would
never have imagined he would die. She expected Voldemort would
die...even many other innocent people she'd never even seen....but not
him. Why him?
A tear slowly rolled down her cheek. A chill rose up her spine and she realized she was all alone, outside in the cold rain. She pulled up her hood, wiped her eyes, and started for shelter. The building on top of the hill. Not the fanciest thing in the world but that stone monument held deep meanings for Hermoine. It was the memorial building that held the body of Sirius Black. His body had been discovered a year or two after his accident. Sirius had meant so much to Harry that spent nearly half of the inheritance from his parents to build it. Sirius was so much more than just a godfather to Harry.....he was a mentor, a father figure, and most of all, a friend. He felt that by building this memorial, he could come and visit Sirius anytime he liked.
It was an appropriate place for this funeral. They would be buried together.......friend by friend.
Halfway up the hill, Hermoine lifted her head to look at the building. A dark figure lingered by the doorway, putting all of its weight on a crutch. He was bruised and bandaged but still as handsome as always. His hair sticking up in every direction, like usual, and she couldn't help but notice that his tie was a bit crooked. She tried to hide a smile.
He winced as a friendly smile crept over his face and Hermoine couldn't help but smile back. She had missed him so much!
"Harry."
Ok....this is the end....now, more chapters will be coming so this was just a taste to grab your attention. I hope you liked it...please review!! And don't be mean....if ya aint got nuthin nice to say, don't say anything at all ;)