Chapter 7 – Flashbacks
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Hermione closed her eyes and started to recall –
"So we had just finished school and we went to the order to join up. We hadn't been allowed until we finished school, but we wanted to. So we spent some time just collecting information and gathering strength. Voldemort was strong and he had troops of death eaters so we couldn't just rush in there. It took time. We had people working on the inside too, like Draco; he got information from his father. Well at least until Draco killed him, that was very helpful to us, I mean the information not the killing, but I suppose that helped a little too."
"We had quite a few small battles with deatheaters we came across and sent many to Azkaban and killed some too, we lost people on our side though. But it was three years after we left school that the final battle began. We had been on training courses and were all in groups. One day, the middle of winter, we gathered and stormed the place Voldemort was staying in. We sent in group after group many not even reaching the inside of the building. They had known we were coming and they had been waiting for us."
FLASHBACK
It was dark and Hermione was cold, she was crouched down with Harry, Ron, Draco, Dean, Seamus and Lavender. Most of them were whispering quietly to each other, saying goodbyes and such. Hermione remained silent her knuckles were white from gripping her wand. She was watching as a group made their way across the grass to the building. Charms and hexes were flying through the sky with no mercy, people falling on either side; she winced in pain as she watched Hannah Abbott getting killed and flung to the floor.
"Ok guys time to go." She whispered. She had been put in control and was doing her best not to let her fear show. They all stayed low to the ground, readying themselves.
"Ready to run! RUN!" she commanded and they all threw themselves into a run for a few meters before flinging themselves to the floor and covering the group that were running in front until they got to the floor and Hermione's group ran again, letting the others cover them. They continued to pepper pot all the way to the wall of the building where some climbed and others stayed. Hermione pulled herself over the wall and shot down two deatheaters before dropping down onto the other side. Harry, Ron, Draco and Lavender followed. They were alone the halls were dark apart from the odd lit torch at intervals down the passage casting a evil feeling about the place. Slowly they five made their way silently down the hall. When they reached the end they went up a large staircase.
At the top there was a small window and Hermione hurried to look out of it.
"We're pretty far up now, about fifth floor I'd say. Most of the people down there are gone, meaning they've been wiped out or they're somewhere inside."
"Well let's hope it's the first one." Harry whispered starting down the next hallway
ENDFLASHBACK
All the time Hermione had been remembering she had been speaking and both she and Michael were lost in the memories she was telling.
"So we were inside and walking around, yet we still didn't come across anyone. To start with it didn't occur to us to be worried about this, we just thought we got lucky and everyone was still in the fight outside. Well we did until we went into another room."
FLASHBACK
Inside the room were a group of about fifteen people all with the black uniform of the deatheater. They all turned as they heard the door open. Raising their wands the surrounded the five in a tight circle.
"Well, well, well it took you long enough." One rasped jamming their wand into Harry's throat making him choke. Another reached out their hand and the wand was removed.
"The master has been waiting for you." A female voice taunted as the two at her sides grabbed Harry and pulled him out of the circle.
"HARRY!" Hermione and Ron both yelled after him as he was thrown into the wall. The female pointed her wand at him and was about to send a spell but another stepped in front of her.
"Master said he would be sent straight to him and he must not be harmed by us." He snapped grabbing Harry by the arm and pushing him into an adjoining room. The three that had left the circle followed Harry and there was a click as the door was locked.
The rest of the circled tighten more and all pointed their wands to the four left.
"But- but they j-just said you couldn't hurt us!" Lavender stuttered.
"No you stupid girl. Just Potter, we couldn't hurt Potter. You the Dark Lord doesn't care about." A tall black hair woman spat.
Something inside Hermione stirred, and she felt anger like she had never felt before it welled up inside her like air in a balloon and she felt like she was going to pop. Her arms started to shake and pain erupted inside her head. Holding out her hands she could clearly see every vein on them she closed her eyes and when she reopened them they were pure black.
"NO" she screamed and flung her hands out to the sides. Ron, Draco and Lavender ducked along with very few deatheaters. The others scattered like skittles just hit by a bowling ball. The hit the wall and cracks of necks and other bones breaking filled the room.
ENDFLASHBACK
"But Professor how did you do that." Michael asked interrupting her thoughts.
"To this day I still don't know. It has only happened once after that and it was tiny compared to that I mean all it did was knock over a lamp the second time. I tried to research but there wasn't anything about it that I could find. In the end I gave up finding out, it seems to happen when I feel trapped or need help so it can't be too bad."
"But don't you care that it's like inside you without you knowing what it is?"
"Yes, but I try not to dwell on it for to long, the subject makes my head hurt."
"Oh sorry. So what happened next?"
"Well we thought all the Death Eaters were gone, they were all sprawled out on the floor, in fact we were pretty proud of ourselves, you know gone up against twelve deatheaters, it was three to one and none of us died! But well we celebrated a little too soon I suppose."
FLASHBACK
Ron, Draco and Lavender and stood up from where they had been crouched and threw themselves onto Hermione in a huge hug.
"Why didn't you bloody tell us you could do that?" Ron laughed feeling relived.
"I didn't know I could that's the first time it happened." Hermione whispered.
"Who the bloody hell cares it just saved our asses." Lavender grinned and pulled Draco into a kiss. But a suddenly she froze and a rasping breath could be heard. They all turned to see the female deatheater pointing her wand into Lavender's neck. Lavender took in a shallow scarred gasp, eyes widening. Quick as a flash the deatheater moved her wand from Lavender to Ron
"Imperio" Ron's body stiffened and his face fell blank. Slowly he walked towards Lavender. He pulled out his wand but stopped. Instead he picked up the knife that the deatheater had thrown to him. He backed Lavender into a corner and plunged it into her throat. She took one last breath before blood spilled out of her mouth and she crumpled to the floor. Ron stayed stood blanked faced as Draco's world crashed down around him and Hermione tried to comfort him to no avail.
"NO! Lavender!" He cried as he fell to his wife's side taking up her hand in his. It was ice cold. He dropped it and whirled around to face the deatheater.
"You. You did this! Why? How could you?"
"She was only a filthy Mudblood I did the world good by getting rid of her." She smirked. In an instant Draco was upon her wand pointed at her forehead. She laughed.
"Remember the name Capp, Malfoy I'll be back to finish the rest of you off!" She cackled before she disapperated. As soon as she was gone Ron snapped out of his trance and fell to the floor.
"NO!" he yelled jumping up. He looked down at Lavender's lifeless body and his face drained of all colour. "O-oh god! D-did I? Oh Draco I'm so – I didn't know wh- I couldn't stop her-." Ron babbled on with his unfinished sentences as Draco slid down to the floor his face grave and stony.
"We need to get out of here. Ron will you be able to apperate?" Hermione asked
"Y-yes I'll try."
"Ok I'll take Draco and we'll meet at Grimmauld Place. Dumbledore will probably be there by now."
"But what about Harry?" Ron asked looking to the door.
"Harry can handle himself Ron, he's brave, smart, and strong. You know as well as I do, there is no opening that door until there is only one left standing inside. We couldn't do anything even if we did get in there. We'll be better off going back and re-grouping."
"But -"
"Need I remind you whose leader of this group? Don't make me pull rank Ron!" Hermione snapped as she helped Draco to his feet. Ron sighed and with a pop he was gone. Hermione held onto Draco and followed.
ENDFLASHBACK
"So we went back and we had our wounds tended to of course."
"What did you do next?"
"We waited. Dumbledore wouldn't allow Ron or Malfoy to go back and he said I couldn't go alone. He asked me to comfort Ron the best I could, me and him were dating at the time."
"Did Harry come back that night?"
"Yes it was very late, probably early morning. I was in bed at the time so I didn't see him at his worst. Two members of a group that had been captured found him in the room. Voldemort was dead beside him and Harry was very badly injured and was in a coma for the next few weeks."
"So are you and Professor Weasly going to get back together?"
"No. I shouldn't think so. He hurt me badly."
"How? I'm sorry you don't have to tell me."
"No it's ok. I've never realized before but I have actually never sat down and talked it through. It seems silly really. I mean it seems to be helping me at the moment. The next morning when I woke up Ron and half of this belongings were gone. I had loved him and he just upped and left. I mean I know he had his inner demons and everything but just one little note wouldn't have been so hard. Ten years ago he left and this week is the first time I've had any contact with him since."
"But that's awful!"
"I know, but sometimes I think it mustn't be. I mean everyone else is acting like he'd just gone away on holiday for a week or so!" Hermione sighed. "Anyway it's getting late and we both have classes in the morning so come on."
"Thank you Professor. You didn't have to help me with my homework and you didn't have to answer my questions but you did both to an extent that was more than I could have asked for. You seem to be the only person in this place who treats me like a human being." Michael smiled and Hermione felt a stab of sympathy go through her heart as she watched him walk away.
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