Disclaimer: Does anyone even read these? Does anyone even care? I could claim to own Harry Potter, and you'd all know I was lying anyway…
Rinsing the left over dye from her hair, Hermione stepped back from the mirror to survey her work. Her new hair colour. Instead of seeing her usual chestnut locks, she now saw black. Lots of it. Would it be enough, to fool them into thinking that she was pure-blooded? Hopefully… She was going to get her freckles faded tomorrow at a muggle clinic. The most obvious way to do these sorts of things was by magic. But spells could be removed by other spells. The muggle way was more permanent and safe. Nothing could get rid of her black hair now, apart from regrowth.
"Hermione sweetie?"
Her mother knocked on the bathroom door.
"Yeah mum, almost done"
Sighing, she exited the bathroom.
Things were going to be tough from now on.
Somewhere else, far away, but not so far away…
A group of cloaked wizards stood in a circle, surrounding a young, tired girl, with fiery red hair and bright blue eyes.
Her eyes widened in fear, staring at the group of Death Eaters surrounding her.
"Tell us," one of the men hissed at her, crouching down, his face nearly touching hers. His breath reminded her of meat that had gone off. His name was Gregory Goyle – he was in her brother's year level when they attended Hogwarts some years ago. It was really only about two years ago, but it seemed a lifetime. A life time ago when they were happy, with hardly any worries in sight.
"Where… is Harry Potter?" He hissed again in her face, his breath so moist and full of hatred that she could feel droplets of his spit on her skin.
She glared at him, not trusting herself to speak.
"Where is he, little girl?" Another foul Death Eater spat at her. He was standing behind Goyle. His voice sounded distinctly familiar, but she couldn't place it.
"Yes – do tell us", another death eater chirped in, this time a female voice.
Bellatrix Lestrage.
The name evoked much hatred in many wizards and witches.
She glared at the cloaked figure. This was the women who killed her brother Charlie, the one that killed Sirius…
"Cowards, the lot of you", she managed to say to them, before being taken by surprise by a punch, administered by Goyle.
"My dear little firey red head… Have you not heard what we do to pretty young girls like you?" The cloaked figure standing behind Goyle asked her.
Ginny didn't care. She was going to die anyway… Eventually.
She would rather die at their hands, than tell them anything about the Order, anything about Harry. The guilt of living afterwards she could not live with.
So Ginny opened her mouth, as if she were about to tell them something. But instead, she snarled at them… "FUCK YOU!" They wouldn't get a word out of her.
"Very well then", another death eater drawled.
He pulled out his wand… "Crucio"
Thousands of little needles pierced her skin, deepening into the core of her body. It was like millions of knives were being stabbed onto every inch of her skin. The knives were being pulled out and stabbed into her again. Her body was on fire, a searing pain was running from her head down to her littlest toe. Her mind felt like it was about to split in half- she had a headache, amplified a million times.
And then… The pain stoped.
The Death Eater drawled, "Will you tell us now?"
Ginny glared at him, "No freaking way, you stuck up interbred pure-blooded freak".
"Crucio"
The pain began again, searing through her body, ramming a thousand needles, pins and knives all at once, causing her muscles to spasm.
Ginny thought the pain would never stop. But it did.
"Avada Kedavra" the Death Eater drawled another curse.
She saw a flash of green…
And then darkness.
"You killed her, you dimwit!" Bellatrix Lestrage snarled at her brother-in-law.
He shrugged at her, in his usual, I-am-better-than-you-way. "She wasn't going to tell us anything".
"She might have!" She retorted, annoyed.
"Do you honestly think that the daughter of the biggest mudblood loving couples of all wizarding history is going to tell us the whereabouts of Harry Potter?"
She glared at him.
"Dearest Bellatrix, you just have to know when to let things go"
And with that the Death Eaters disapparated.
Riiing. Riiing.
Hermione rolled off her bead, taken by surprise by the constant ringing in her ear. She opened her eyes, searching for the source of the noise everything the blurry and dark.
"What time is it?" she muttered to herself, as she blindly searched for the telephone.
"Hello?" She groaned into the receiver, not bothering to hide her annoyance about being awoken at the wee hours of the morning.
"Hermione?" It was Tonks.
"Sorry to wake you so early- it's just that we in a sort of a panic mode here"
"Why? What's happened?" Hermione asked, worried. Tonks only rang her in emergencies.
"I'm not going to skip around the bush, I'd better be blunt with this- we don't have time. Ginny's missing"
"Ginny's missing?" Hermione asked.
"Ginny's missing", Tonks confirmed.
"Ginny's missing?"
"Ginny's missing", Tonks replied.
"Oh"
"It's a bit of a shock isn't it?" Tonks asked.
"Yeah…" Hermione paused.
"But… But… She was so well protected-"
"Exactly", Tonks said, interrupting her.
"Which is why, I need you to start your mission, not at the end of this month, but as soon as possible. We need to find out how they got to her and most of all… We need to find out if she's alive"
Two days later…
"Are you ready?" Tonks asked, concern written all over her face.
"Yeah, I think so" Hermione replied nervously, fidgeting with her dress.
"Remember, your name is Evangeline Regal, your parents and all your immediate relatives are dead, you are visiting-"
"My aunt Amelia, whom I haven't seen since I was five"
"Yeah… You're pretty much prepared for this. Well…"
"I'd better go now…" Hermione said sadly.
"Be safe"
"Thanks"
"No problem"
Hermione stepped into the fire place, pulling her suitcase with her. She grabbed a handful of floo-ing power.
"Eurelian Manor!" Hermione said clearly, as she threw the powder into the fire.
I know, Hermione's character may seem like she's becoming a slight Mary-Sue because of the whole 'new' identity and everything, but I hope it isn't too Mary-Sue-ish. Advice, anyone? Please review:)
Thanks to… chadsgirl, #1Ravenclawseeker, prin69 and rachel for reviewing!