Ron was walking towards him causally eating what looked like a box of
bertie botts every flavour beans.
"Ron?! Ron where's Hermione?" Harry shook Ron worried.
"Hermione? Who is that? Harry are you ok? You don't look to good?" Ron stopped eating to inspect Harry.
"Ron Hermione! What do you mean you don't know who she is? She is like one of our best friends?!" Harry was really confused.
"Harry I have no idea who you are talking about!" Ron looked at harry like he was mad.
Harry heard another scream. Ron looked like he didn't hear anything. Harry quickly pushed Ron out the way and ran towards the scream.
Then he came to a halt at the sight of the dark figure huddled over Hermione who was on the ground. The dark figure was mumbling something under his or her breathe.
Harry's scar began to pulse with pain again.
"Hermione!" Harry shouted.
Hermione turned her head weakly towards Harry but as soon as she went to say something a gold light lite up the room that was protruding out of Hermione. Hermione screamed her last scream as the dark figure took in all the light.
Harry could tell the person was sucking the life out of Hermione. Harry ran up to Hermione. The person looked up at Harry. Harry took out his wand. As soon as he saw the wand the figure fled leaving Hermione lying there.
Harry put his hand under Hermiones head lifting it off the ground slightly.
"Hermione" Harry looked into Hermiones eyes. They were shinning with tears.
"Please say something Hermione" Harry cuddled her on the floor.
Hermione opened her eyes slightly and looked at Harry.
"H...Harry.." Hermione trailed off.
"Yes" Harry replied.
"I love you" Hermione said her last words and collapsed in Harry's arms.
Harry sat there with Hermione in his arms processing what had just happened. He ran his fingers down Hermiones pale cold face.
She's Dead.......
She's............dead!
Harry couldn't hold it in any longer and leaned over Hermiones dead body and burst into tears. He could handle pain from physical wounds but Hermione was the only person harry had actually grown emotionally attached to and he couldn't handle this.
"Ron?! Ron where's Hermione?" Harry shook Ron worried.
"Hermione? Who is that? Harry are you ok? You don't look to good?" Ron stopped eating to inspect Harry.
"Ron Hermione! What do you mean you don't know who she is? She is like one of our best friends?!" Harry was really confused.
"Harry I have no idea who you are talking about!" Ron looked at harry like he was mad.
Harry heard another scream. Ron looked like he didn't hear anything. Harry quickly pushed Ron out the way and ran towards the scream.
Then he came to a halt at the sight of the dark figure huddled over Hermione who was on the ground. The dark figure was mumbling something under his or her breathe.
Harry's scar began to pulse with pain again.
"Hermione!" Harry shouted.
Hermione turned her head weakly towards Harry but as soon as she went to say something a gold light lite up the room that was protruding out of Hermione. Hermione screamed her last scream as the dark figure took in all the light.
Harry could tell the person was sucking the life out of Hermione. Harry ran up to Hermione. The person looked up at Harry. Harry took out his wand. As soon as he saw the wand the figure fled leaving Hermione lying there.
Harry put his hand under Hermiones head lifting it off the ground slightly.
"Hermione" Harry looked into Hermiones eyes. They were shinning with tears.
"Please say something Hermione" Harry cuddled her on the floor.
Hermione opened her eyes slightly and looked at Harry.
"H...Harry.." Hermione trailed off.
"Yes" Harry replied.
"I love you" Hermione said her last words and collapsed in Harry's arms.
Harry sat there with Hermione in his arms processing what had just happened. He ran his fingers down Hermiones pale cold face.
She's Dead.......
She's............dead!
Harry couldn't hold it in any longer and leaned over Hermiones dead body and burst into tears. He could handle pain from physical wounds but Hermione was the only person harry had actually grown emotionally attached to and he couldn't handle this.