Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, although I wish I did for I would be swimming in money right now instead of writing this story. But this plot is totally and utterly mine. It's all MINE! Anyway…

A/N: I hope you enjoy this story. Reviews are highly welcome, but I do not appreciate flames.

Chapter 1

Blood. It was everywhere. The streets were packed with wizards and muggles alike, all headed to one place, Safety. Hermione Granger was not one of them. She lay on the ground helplessly. Blood covered her body and flowed into the gutters of the street. The scent was making her nauseous, but she somehow found the strength to turn on her side to face the younger red headed girl lying beside her. Ginny Weasly was staring at the sky, motionless.

"Ginny, are you alright?" Hermione's voice sounded raspy and hoarse, but she continued to speak. "Did you see which direction Harry and Ron went in? I was too busy fighting Goyle to notice." Still no answer from Ginny. Hermione tried to lift her arm to shake the girl, but she had to drop it back down to her side.

She wondered what Ginny had found so interesting with the sky. Looking up, she gasped in horror. The dark mark was apparent above their heads. She was about to let out a shrill cry, but was stopped by a hand forced roughly over her mouth.

Her gaze fell on a pair of eyes as black as obsidian. Hermione glanced at Ginny and saw that she too was held captive. Struggling to get free, she found that her arms had been bound to her side. Seeing as she could not move, she decided on the next best thing. She bit down hard on the stranger's hand and grinned inwardly as the man attempted to stifle his cry of pain.

"You bastard! Get your filthy, no-good, perverted hands off me…" Hermione's verbal onslaught was abruptly ended when the man took off the black mask that had covered everything but his eyes from view. Her eyes widened as she recognized the face that belonged to none other than Blaize Zabini.