Twists and Turns
"But Hermione..." Ron began again. He still could not believe that Hermione had not thought of this.
All eyes were now on Hermione except Harry's, whose eyes lay closed behind his cracked glasses.
"Well, I actually hadn't thought about that," Hermione said nervously. Ron stared at her in disbelief. How could Hermione not think of that? She thinks of everything... Ron then automatically moved towards the heap on the ground which was Voldemort. Ron stared at him, thinking that he could kill him now, just kill him for good, and it will all be over...
Ginny, who had stopped sobbing, pulled herself away from Harry's now wet shirt and curiously watched Ron, unsure of what he was doing.
Ron didn't know either.
He took out his wand, thought of the most terrible thing he could think of and screamed ."AVADA KEDEVRA!" into the night. There was a blinding flash of light, not of green, but of blue. Hermione stared at the blue light, her eyes wide with fear.
"Ron..." she began. "What spell did you just cast, because it certainly was not the killing curse..."
Ron shook his head, "I don't know," he replied. He stared at Voldemort once more: Voldemort's body seemed unaffected by the spell at all. Wondering if he had killed him, he extended out his hand to put on Voldemort's chest to check for breathing. As he did so, Voldemort's eyes shot open. Red eyes, full of death, loathing, and hate. He grabbed Ron's arm and squeezed with all his might.
"AHHHHH!", Ron bellowed.
"RON!" screamed Hermione in the darkness.
Voldemort threw Ron across the graveyard, and as doing so Ron hit his head on a gravestone and was instantly knocked out. Ginny sat in fear besides Harry, not knowing what to do. Hermione ran besides Ginny and grabbed her arm.
Voldemort was coming, and neither of them had a plan.