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A/N This was supposed to be a one-shot, but some people wanted more and truth be told I wanted to write more so here it is!
Hermione Granger was awoken by the sound of a pebble clattering against the cold cave floor. It was a quiet sound, hardly breaking the silence at all, but Hermione was a light sleeper. Especially lately.
Her life, the life of her best friend, and the life of her boyfriend were constantly in danger. Every second they survived was a miracle, a cause for celebration. But there would be no celebration. Not until It was over.
When would It be over? Hermione was tired. Tired of running. Tired of hiding. Tired of being scared. Yet, she had to continue; they had to continue, because there was nobody else. They were the world's last and only hope.
It was like some kind of sick joke; three teenagers who hadn't even graduated, might never graduate for that matter, had to defeat the most powerful dark wizard of all time. What were they supposed to do, tickle-jinx him to death?
She missed Howgwarts and Dumbledore. Sher missed her childhood and her innocence. But most of all she missed her freedom. Would any of them ever be the same after tomorrow? Would any of them be alive after tomorrow?
She hated Voldemort for doing this to her friends, and to herself. She was going to kill him. A woman's anger is a powerful thing, a woman's love is unbeatable and Hermione loved Ron and Harry more than anything in the world. She would do anything for them. She would die for them.
Another sound of a pebble moving, or was it a footstep? Hermione snatched up her wand which was never far away.
"Lumos," she breathed causing the tip of her wand to illuminate the figure looming over her.
Hermione's scream echoed throughout the entire cave.
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