The Dark Lady
Chapter 24 – Their End
By gracie5412
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In the weeks that followed Cornelius Fudge's demise the Dementors were released from the island that was home to Azkaban prison, along with all the jail mates. All became servants of Hermione and roamed the streets day in day out.
Each day they would find more Half bloods and Muggle borns and would take them to Hogwarts, which Hermione was now using to hold them all in. at the end of each week Hermione would choose a large group of them and kill them in public executions for the deatheaters pleasure and to scare any Mudbloods that were hiding in the crowds.
But still no Harry Potter or Ron Weasly, much to Hermione's disgust. They both had a large bounty on their heads and all her followers were eager to be the one to find either of them. With every passing day Hermione became more and more frustrated.
When she had returned from the Ministry her arm had been beyond saving even with the best of the Deatheater medics in Riddle House. They had amputated it much to Hermione's horror. Making orders from her hospital bed she sent Draco to find her the best craftsman to create her a new arm. It would be an arm with magics woven into it, an arm that could never be injured, an arm that could give her power.
Within two days the arm was made and ready to be connected to her body. It was made of a spell-resistant metal, the index finger had the property of a wand inside it and her grip was now much stronger. She was thrilled and it, briefly took her mind off the fact she was supposed to be sulking about them not capturing Harry or Ron yet.
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Harry and Ron sat alone in a basement, Ron still extremely weak. On the night of the attack to the Ministry a few of the workers were able to apperate to the other large Wizarding facilities in order to warn them of the impending danger. The staff began work of evacuating the patients to safety. Only scares few made it before the deatheaters struck.
Harry had been there at the time and heard what the Ministry workers were saying. He ran to the entrance of the hospital where the emergency brooms were kept and sped to Ron's room where they flew from the window to what they hoped was safety.
For the first few nights they had hopped from place to place in order to make the trail that they left as complicated and hard to follow as possible. But on the third day Harry was exhausted from constant flying and Ron's condition worsening.
Harry was finally able to find a suitable place that was hard to get into. They were staying in the Shrieking Shack. It was the perfect place, most people still believed that it was haunted and the ones that didn't could find an easy way in. the floorboards creaked at even the smallest amount of pressure so the two boys would be warned if someone were inside looking for them.
They had decided that the basement was the best place to stay as there were many boxes and large objects to hind behind of anyone came down. But that was highly unlikely due to the fact that the path down to the basement was a small hatch in the floor covered by a threadbare rug. Unless the deatheaters were being extremely thorough it could be easily overlooked. This suited Harry and Ron just fine when the heavy stomps of the evil people looking for them could be heard overhead, they moved into the hiding place they had made for themselves but needed have bothered as no one found the basement door anyway.
The only one who would was Hermione, Harry though one day, she had been with us when we first went down. If she looked then she would get to us easily.
"She won't come herself." Ron croaked, as though he was reading Harry's mind. "She wouldn't do her own dirty work with this many followers."
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"WHY HAS NO ONE FOUND THEM YET?" Hermione yelled at Draco one day where her patience was extremely short. She was waving her arms around and her new on was casting reflections around he room, causing Draco to wince every time the light flashed across his eyes.
"They are in hiding Mistress, we have look everywhere we can think of but they don't seem to be at any of them. There is no trace of life." Draco explained and then added in hope to distract her, "But yesterday we brought you ten new Mudbloods to kill."
"It Muggle borns Malfoy and I don't care about them I care about Harry and Ron's faces being smashed into the ground under my heel." Hermione snapped.
"Well why don't we scry for them?" Blaise suggested as he walked into the room.
"Scrying? Can any of the deatheaters do that?" Hermione asked with interest, and slight annoyance she should know the powers that her followers had.
"Unfortunately not Mistress but one of the Mud-Muggleborns does." He replied hastily correcting his near slip-up.
At this point Hermione decided to overlook it; there were more important things to be dealing with at that time.
"Bring them to me." Hermione ordered.
It was only a few minutes before Blaise returned to the room where Hermione and Draco were waiting. Her lips curled into a menacing smirk as she saw whom her deatheater dragged behind him. A girl who she had shared a room with for seven years, a girl who was always going on how Divination was the best subject ever.
"Well Lavender did you see all this in your little crystal ball?" Hermione chided "Or is this one of the things the stars happened not to tell you?"
"I have the map and the crystal Mistress." Draco said presenting her with both things.
With a flick of her wand Hermione had conjured a table to lay them out on. She grabbed Lavender Brown and pulled her in front of the table.
"Find Ron Weasly now. If you take me to the wrong place you will be strung from you ankles and two little slits will be made in your neck and you will not be taken down until all the blood had drained from your body." Hermione hissed as she pressed the crystal that was attached to a long chain into the girls hand.
With a sniff Lavender wrapped the chain twice round her right hand so it dangled down between her thumb and index finger. Making a small circular movement with her wrist she started to spin the crystal around the Map of London that was lay in front on her, it had Wizarding locations printed on it as well as Muggle.
"Come on!" Hermione snapped.
Tears of fear rolled down Lavenders cheeks but finally the crystal magnetised to a point on the map. Hermione swooped down and read the place.
"They're in the Shrieking Shack." She declared.
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Walking down the streets of Hogsmade alone Hermione looked about her. Many of the shops were now reduced to piles of rubble from the many attacks that had gone on. The places owned by Purebloods, however, were still standing and in full working order.
She was about the start the climb the hill to where the Shack stood when a robed figure caught her eye. They were walking with a slight limp and the cut of the robe was not the same as the Deatheaters wore. Just these facts alone made Hermione follow him. She pulled the hood of her cloak over her head so her face was thrown into shadows as she mirrored the path that he was walking.
Waiting while he was in a shop she drew out her wand and, when the bell of the shop tinkled to signal that the door had been opened she sprung. She pulled him into an alley and ripped the hood off his head. Ron Weasly faced her, fear thrown over his face as she too pulled off her hood.
"Hermione." He croaked.
"Well you sound happier to see me Ronald." She smiled. "Now you do exactly what I say and I'll kill you less painfully."
She pointed her wand at him and cast a spell; once the spell was done she lent forward and whispered something in his ear. When she had finished what she was saying she let go of him and watched as he walked away. She then returned to Hogwarts all she needed to do now was wait.
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"Harry! There's a girl she's been beaten badly, she's near the entrance to the Whomping Willow, we have to move her. I can't lift her myself I'm too weak. Quickly before a deatheater or dementor finds her!" Ron said urgently repeating exactly what Hermione had said to him.
Harry quickly sprang to his feat and followed Ron to where the entrance that the tree covered was. They quickly went up the tunnel and came out onto the grounds of Hogwarts. Once making sure that they could see no deatheaters or Dementors they ran into the cover of the forest.
"Where did you find her Ron?" Harry asked, but Ron remained silent.
Without warning something heavy was brought down on both of their heads and the world fell into blackness.
Once they woke up they found they were in a room. Springing to his feet Harry went over to Ron and helped him into standing position.
"Nice work Ron." Hermione praised as she walked out from the shadows. "Leading Harry right to me."
"Harry I didn't mean to." Ron said quickly sending a pleading look over to his friend. "She made me, she put me under some sort of spell."
"And you obliged to it so very easily." Hermione grinned, "Most people usually resist at least the first time."
"It's ok Ron it wasn't your fault." Harry reassured him.
"Aww! How touching." Hermione deadpanned.
"But Ron as I promised your death will be less painful." She told him as she aimed her wand at his chest. "Reducto!"
A blast came from Hermione's wand and hit Ron casing him to fly back and hit the wall. The impact smashed his skull and he was dead before he slid to the ground.
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With one dead Hermione then turned her full attention to Harry.
"So Harry I thought I should bring in a few friends who are so very eager to meet you again." Hermione smirked. She pointed her wand at a door to the right and it opened.
At least fifty Dementors swooped in. The screaming in Harry's head started up and he frantically searched his mind for a happy memory while try to conjure the Stag that was his protector. All he managed was a thick fog that, at best, held about two off at a time. He gave out a frustrated yell as he staggered backward and his knees began to buckle. They were to close; too many memories were being pulled into his head for the charm to work. He dropped his wand as he fell to the floor.
Just as he was about to give up twelve animals conjured by what seemed like nothing charged and made the Dementors flee from the room. Shakily Harry got to his feet to see Hermione happily put two chunks of chocolate into her mouth. The patronuses all faded into a mist that flew into a pendant that Hermione was wearing around her neck.
"Nifty little thing this." Hermione said when she had swallowed the chocolate chunks. "Makes the wearer completely immune to the Dementors powers, all the purebloods have them. The Dementors only attack the people they can sense without them."
"So that was just to show off them?" Harry asked bitterly, "Not to kill me?"
"Come on you didn't think I'd miss the fun of killing you myself did you?" She taunted. "That was just so it would be so very much more easy for me to do."
She walked towards him, causing him to back up until his back hit the wall. "Maybe I should bring out the Basilisk next? See how you do without that annoying bird this time?" Hermione stopped and thought for a moment before shrugging. "But no it's still only a baby. Do you know how long it takes for the eggs to hatch? It's a bloody long time! Such an inconvenience that you went and stabbed me last one. But even then it got you first which shows you're not so wonderful. You just rely on the help of others then take all the glory."
"That's a lie." Harry hissed.
"Oh really? That's why you were so very jealous when I killed Voldemort and not you? When I got the medal? When it wasn't you getting all the attention and praise? I think you'll find that I'm right on this one."
"YOU'RE LYING!" Harry roared.
"Fine suit yourself." Hermione shrugged and shook her head. "Temper, temper."
Harry had finally found where his wand lay and after making a quick grab for it her pointed it at his former best friend and yelled. "Expelliarmus"
The wand shot from Hermione's hand, but with the super-fast reflexes from her new arm she caught it as it flew through the air.
"No fair!" She pouted, "I wasn't ready. I am now though. Avis!"
A flock of birds flew out of the tip of her wand and surrounded Harry, pecking at his flesh and tearing his clothes. Finally Harry was able to focus his mind and create a spell that made a very loud noise, causing the birds to flap away in fear.
The fight continued for what seemed like hours but they got no where, they had matching strengths and had known each other for so long they could predict what moves the other would use before they did.
"Oh this is getting ridiculous!" Hermione exclaimed throwing her wand down in frustration.
Harry took this as an advantage and threw another spell at her but she simply held up her arm and the spell bounced off the metal. Harry gasped in surprise as she walked swiftly towards him.
"I think wands are far to impersonal for all this Harry and that's not what I want, I want to be able to fell you die in my hands."
With that she reached out and grabbed Harry by the neck her fingers tightening around him, blocking off his air passage with the pressure she was exerting. He clawed frantically at her metal arm as she lifted him from the floor and slammed his back against the wall. After to minutes as panicky attempts to break free of Hermione's grasp the lack of oxygen to Harry's brain became too great, his eyes rolled back in his head and his lungs gave up the fight, followed closely by his heart. As Hermione let him go he slid slowly to the floor landing with a heavy thud, bruises covered his neck in lines where Hermione's fingers had been.
It was over their savoir had been killed Muggleborns everywhere grew even more fearful as their numbers dwindled every day. It was over for them Hermione had prevailed; soon England would be a Mudblood free zone.
A/N – So just one more chapter to go! I'm thinking I may do a sequel to this but I'm not too sure yet. I know I said that for Life Back At Hogwarts too but I'm more likely to do one for this story to be honest.
Now in the next chapter I need your views what would you rather happen: Hermione ruin Draco's plans and kill him or Draco's plans go right and he over throws Hermione and become the Dark Lord? I can write it either way so the choice is yours, let me know soon though, so I can write it.
