DARKNESS
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Darkness...
Death inthrawling darkness
She sits there,
So calm.
She sits there with the blade in her hands.
Over and over she turns in.
Over and over again.
She takes the blade...
And drags it across her flesh.
Spelling out the word...
PAIN.
She sits there,
And ever so determindly drags this blade across her skin.
She draws things too.
Patterns mostly.
Designs of evil invocations.
Designs of protection,
Protection...that doesn't save her from herself.
"In the darkness here I wait.
Open up the Hellish gates."
She's trying to die.
She wants to die.
Hermione Granger needs to die.
She's lost everything she had to live for.
She is a dark witch now.
She loves being evil,
She gets to vent.
But she never got the pleasure of killing the one who took her most treasured thing.
She never got to kill Voldemort...because Harry got there first.
He thought he was doing her a favor,
Avenging Ginny's death and all.
But instead,
He infuriated her.
She would have killed him then but there were witnesses.
No one knew yet that she had gone over to the dark side.
No one knew.
So she waited.
Patiently,ever patient until the time came.
She killed him,
Harry I mean.
She never thought she would have to kill her best friend but hey,
Shit happens.
'Avada Kedavera' was what she used on him.
Only after watching him squirm under the Crusiotus curse.
She enjoyed watching others in pain.
It almost made up for the pain she felt.
She had only killed him about an hour ago,
And she knew now that there was no turning back...
She had to act.
She had used Harry's own wand against him,
Her's couldn't be traced.
It would merely look like a very painful suicide.
Very painful.
She now sat in the corner of the room,
Cutting up her arm.
She was numb inside so she had to cut deeper and deeper,
Harder and harder,
More and more.
She didn't want to be here anymore.
Wait...
Yes she did.
And from the shadows stepped...
Draco Malfoy,
But you can call him Lord Voldemort Wannabe.
Turns out she had been under the imperious curse for quite some time now.(doesn't that just frost your cookies?)
He had made her kill Harry,
made her kill others as well,
Made her push away all those she had ever loved.
wow...he was a prick.
For some odd reason he lifted the curse.
As he did this she looked at him one last time,
Then looked down at the corpse of her once best friend,
Then...
she plunged the knife into her wrists,
turning it until she poured crimson from all directions.
she then mumbled as her body hit the floor,
"You took it all away."
And then she went still,
Still and silent.
Draco stood there,
Then he turned his wand on himself,
"Avada Kedavera," he said,
And dropped to the floor in a lifeless heap.
Three bodies lay in this isolated room.
Three bodies of people who could have done and had better.
Darkness,
Eternal Darkness.