Hello my loyal readers! wave Here is what some of you have been waiting for. In the next two chapters you will be finding out about what happend to Hermione and how Snape fits in. I've finally fixed some of my terriable spelling errors. It's sad that I have to have my HP books next to me. Granted I love them! - Anywho, tell me what you think...please.
Final Test:
Ties that Bind Part 1
Hermione
Hermione entered her bed chamber and looked around. Dumbledore had had all of her things brought down from the Gryffindor tower. Her room had red and gold all around it. There was a huge fire place at one end of the room. Two over stuffed chairs sat next to it. There were book shelfs lining three of the four walls. If she had to discribe her perfect bed room this is what it would look like. Her cat, Crookshanks, was laying on her bed fast asleep. Hermione walked over to her dresser and pulled out a night gown. She pulled on a baby pink night dress that went to her mid-thighs. She walked over to one of the book covered walls and randomly pull a book from the wall and walked over to one of the chairs and sat down. She hadn't been able to just sit and read anything all summer. She has only gotten a few pages into the book before she started to nod off. A few moments later she was completely asleep.
Dream
"We only have this one chance to get him. So we had better make this attack count." stressed Harry. "I know that not all of us are going to come back but at least we will have gotten him once and for all."
"I'm with you Harry." said the eager voice of Ron. He looked around him. Remus was standing next to him and Moody was on the other side of him. Tonks was standing next to Harry and McGonagall was next to Hermione.
"We all are." said a voice from behind them. They all turned to see Dumbledor standing tall. "Let us hope that this will be the LAST time we will have to ask all of you to risk your lives of the greater good."
"There will always be an evil that will threaten us, Albus, but at least we have the element of surprise." said Snape from the corner. "Lets go." said Remus quickly. "They should just be about done and off their guard." They all nodded. Each stood at the ready with their wands drawn. This was it. Hermione stood between Harry and Ron. 'The Golden Trio' she laughed at herself. They would be the ones leading the Order into battle. The Ministry had once again begun to think that Voldemort was no longer a threat and refused to help them. A spell was quickly yelled and the door to the Riddle Manor flew open. Those that stood on the other side of the door jumped from their seats. Before any of them had time to even get their wands out shouts of "Stuperfy" and "Imutes Totalous" (hey give me a brake, I know the spell I just can't spell it). Each curse hit it's target. Several of the Deatheaters dove for cover and began to run out of the room.
"POTTER!" hissed Voldemort. "I knew you would come!" He stepped over a fallen Deatheater who had taken an attack ment for him. "It seems we shall end this after all." He withdrew his wand and pointed it at Harry.
"You honestly think your going to take him down?" laughed a Deatheater. "The Dark Lord is more powerful then you can possible imagine." He shot out the killing curse at Ron but Remus pushed him out of the way and got the full blow. He fell limply to the ground with a thud. Harry took his eyes off of Voldemort and watched as once again these acursed beings kill one of his friends. This is when Voldemort took his shot at him.
"This is the end!" he yelled. He aimed his wand at Harry. He didn't want to just kill Harry he wanted to hurt him beyond anything thing. Insted of just using the killing curse he choice another. This attack shot out of his wand and looked like a giant snake. It lunged at Harry. It was a personal strike, ment to cause as much pain then death as possible. (Remember how Mr. Weasley got bit? Well think of something like that only much worse!) Harry didn't have time to react. He closed his eyes in expectation of the attack but it never came. He opened his eyes and infront of him laid Hermione, holding her side. She looked up into his eyes then everything went black.
End Of Dream
Hermione's eyes shot open. She sat up quickly, the book on her lap fell to the floor. She looked around the room. She had to blink a few times before she could see anything. She absentmindedly rubbed her side. It began to throb.
"Bloody Hell!" she cried out loud. 'Why hadn't this killed me?' she asked herself.
'Do you really think they would have lost you if they could prevent it?' asked her voice.
'Not really.' she sighed. She got up from her chair and made her way to her bathroom. The sun was still down and the moon still high. She glanced over at her clock. It was only ten past midnight. She washed her face in the sink and took some Pain Releafe potion that Pomfrey had given her. She took another vile from her medicent chest and headed for her bed.
'I'm really starting to think I'm addicted to this.' she sighed. 'Every night I have to take a Dreamless potion just so I don't have to remember'
'If it helps then use it'
Hermione moved Crookshanks and crawled under the quilt. She gently opened the potion bottle and drank it. It only took seconds for the potion to take affect. Soon sleep took her again, only this time it wouldn't be interupted by unwanted dreams.
Final Test:
Ties that Bind Part 1
Hermione
Hermione entered her bed chamber and looked around. Dumbledore had had all of her things brought down from the Gryffindor tower. Her room had red and gold all around it. There was a huge fire place at one end of the room. Two over stuffed chairs sat next to it. There were book shelfs lining three of the four walls. If she had to discribe her perfect bed room this is what it would look like. Her cat, Crookshanks, was laying on her bed fast asleep. Hermione walked over to her dresser and pulled out a night gown. She pulled on a baby pink night dress that went to her mid-thighs. She walked over to one of the book covered walls and randomly pull a book from the wall and walked over to one of the chairs and sat down. She hadn't been able to just sit and read anything all summer. She has only gotten a few pages into the book before she started to nod off. A few moments later she was completely asleep.
Dream
"We only have this one chance to get him. So we had better make this attack count." stressed Harry. "I know that not all of us are going to come back but at least we will have gotten him once and for all."
"I'm with you Harry." said the eager voice of Ron. He looked around him. Remus was standing next to him and Moody was on the other side of him. Tonks was standing next to Harry and McGonagall was next to Hermione.
"We all are." said a voice from behind them. They all turned to see Dumbledor standing tall. "Let us hope that this will be the LAST time we will have to ask all of you to risk your lives of the greater good."
"There will always be an evil that will threaten us, Albus, but at least we have the element of surprise." said Snape from the corner. "Lets go." said Remus quickly. "They should just be about done and off their guard." They all nodded. Each stood at the ready with their wands drawn. This was it. Hermione stood between Harry and Ron. 'The Golden Trio' she laughed at herself. They would be the ones leading the Order into battle. The Ministry had once again begun to think that Voldemort was no longer a threat and refused to help them. A spell was quickly yelled and the door to the Riddle Manor flew open. Those that stood on the other side of the door jumped from their seats. Before any of them had time to even get their wands out shouts of "Stuperfy" and "Imutes Totalous" (hey give me a brake, I know the spell I just can't spell it). Each curse hit it's target. Several of the Deatheaters dove for cover and began to run out of the room.
"POTTER!" hissed Voldemort. "I knew you would come!" He stepped over a fallen Deatheater who had taken an attack ment for him. "It seems we shall end this after all." He withdrew his wand and pointed it at Harry.
"You honestly think your going to take him down?" laughed a Deatheater. "The Dark Lord is more powerful then you can possible imagine." He shot out the killing curse at Ron but Remus pushed him out of the way and got the full blow. He fell limply to the ground with a thud. Harry took his eyes off of Voldemort and watched as once again these acursed beings kill one of his friends. This is when Voldemort took his shot at him.
"This is the end!" he yelled. He aimed his wand at Harry. He didn't want to just kill Harry he wanted to hurt him beyond anything thing. Insted of just using the killing curse he choice another. This attack shot out of his wand and looked like a giant snake. It lunged at Harry. It was a personal strike, ment to cause as much pain then death as possible. (Remember how Mr. Weasley got bit? Well think of something like that only much worse!) Harry didn't have time to react. He closed his eyes in expectation of the attack but it never came. He opened his eyes and infront of him laid Hermione, holding her side. She looked up into his eyes then everything went black.
End Of Dream
Hermione's eyes shot open. She sat up quickly, the book on her lap fell to the floor. She looked around the room. She had to blink a few times before she could see anything. She absentmindedly rubbed her side. It began to throb.
"Bloody Hell!" she cried out loud. 'Why hadn't this killed me?' she asked herself.
'Do you really think they would have lost you if they could prevent it?' asked her voice.
'Not really.' she sighed. She got up from her chair and made her way to her bathroom. The sun was still down and the moon still high. She glanced over at her clock. It was only ten past midnight. She washed her face in the sink and took some Pain Releafe potion that Pomfrey had given her. She took another vile from her medicent chest and headed for her bed.
'I'm really starting to think I'm addicted to this.' she sighed. 'Every night I have to take a Dreamless potion just so I don't have to remember'
'If it helps then use it'
Hermione moved Crookshanks and crawled under the quilt. She gently opened the potion bottle and drank it. It only took seconds for the potion to take affect. Soon sleep took her again, only this time it wouldn't be interupted by unwanted dreams.