Chapter 15: Despair

It seemed like it was all a perfect night.

Here's the story of the worst night in the life of our hero,

Hermione was bending over the stove when Harry crept into the kitchen.

He snuck up behind her and began to tickle her.

"Harry!" she squealed, as his fingers found her sides.

She spun around and he wrapped his arms around her, letting his hands rest on her behind.

"I love you" she said.

"I love you too 'Mione" he replied, bending his head and touching his lips to hers.

Harry let Hermione finish making dinner, and he helped her carry the children's dinner into the living room where they were watching Star Wars Episode 2 on TV.

"Thanks Mum" Mark said Hermione handed him his plate.

Harry handed Lily her plate, and he and Hermione took their dinner up to their bedroom.

Hermione took the food over to the bed while Harry put Pride and Prejudice in the DVD Player.

They watched, ate, flirted, and played through the movie, and when it was over Hermione sent the kids to bed before joining Harry in her own bed.

"Ok Mark and Lily are asleep." Hermione said.

"Honey you never answered my question earlier, where is Anna?" Harry said.

"Sorry I forgot, she's spending the night with my Mum and Dad" Hermione replied.

"Ok" Harry said, snuggling up to her.

She smiled, "I wish every night was as perfect as tonight" she said dreamily.

"Well I'm glad to hear that I make you happy" Harry said, pulling her closer.

Harry ran a finger down her spine, making her shiver.

"Cold?" he asked, just like he did that night nine years ago when they had shared their first kiss.

She nodded, "I could warm you up a bit" Harry said, eyeing her playfully.

"Shall we dance Mr. Potter?" she asked.

An eager grin came to Harry's face as he heard those words, "Remember I'll only dance for you" he said.

And with that, they undressed each other and spent another night in Heaven.

Harry woke the next morning to the realization that something wasn't right.

He looked over, and found Hermione gone.

He looked at the alarm clock, it read 9:00 A.M.

The kids were already gone for school.

Harry got up and dressed, "HERMIONE?" He yelled running down the stairs.

Something wasn't right, Harry could usually feel when Hermione was around.

Now the only feeling he had was fear.

She would have left a note if she had gone out, wouldn't she?

And after a while, Harry found his note.

Stuck to his bathroom mirror with a sticking charm.

You'll never see her again Potter, so don't bother looking.

I saw my chance to hurt you and I took it.

Even if you do by some miracle find me, she will be long dead.

Happy days Potter,

♪Ding dong the mudblood's dead♪

Sincerely yours,

Voldemort

Harry sank to his knees, she was gone.

She was gone, he had failed her.

She was dead.

Harry was suddenly filled with a hate beyond any he had ever experienced, ever.

He was going to find Voldemort, and he was going to kill him.

He wasn't going to use the advantages of his job to help, he was going to track Voldemort down, alone and he was going to kill him with his bare hands.

All that Harry wanted was,

Revenge.

A/N: Told you the end was surprising, yep that's the end don't fret! Sequels coming soon!

(If Half-Blood-Prince comes out before the sequel there will be some memories)

There will also be some flashbacks from this story as well,

So watch out for: The Fall Of The Dark Lord.

See You Later