Here comes the Sun

Chapter 10

"What is it really
That's going on here
You've got your system for total control
Now is there anybody out there
Now watch us suffer cause we can't go
What is it really that is in your head
What little life that you had just died
I'm gonna be the one that's takin over
Now this is what it's like when worlds collide"

Powerman 5000 "When World's Collide"

"Harry?" A quiet murmuring from the bed in front of him. Harry lifted his head to meet the quizzical smile of Hermione. "What happened?"

"Ron found Snape in the classroom dead, Ron was in here for a while but Madam Pomfrey sent him somewhere" Hermione gasped in horror "Dumbledore is trying to translate a message Snape gave to him before he died"

"Oh Harry!" Hermione exclaimed "What happened to Snape?"

"Dumbledore doesn't know" Harry bowed his head slightly "He knows that Snape was poisoned but he doesn't know if he did it to himself or something else done it"

"But he had time to write a message!" Hermione gestured wildly "He probably did it to himself! Did you see the message, Harry? What did it look like?"

"Typical Snape" he answered bitterly "Confusing and vulgar, I suppose. It was in a strange code, Hermione. That's why Dumbledore is in his office trying to crack it"

"I would have thought Dumbledore would have known any code of Snape's" Hermione looked curiously up at her friend "Why bother writing it in a code if you know it cannot be broken?"

Her eyes narrowed with contempt and understanding "So Harry, what did the code say and why don't you want me to know?"

Harry grimly pulled out a piece of parchment and handed it to Hermione.

Dumbledore-

Fantasia

Granger

Voldemort

Snake!

Sorry!

SS

She read the letter twice and then looked up at Harry. He stared deep into her eyes and she could feel magic radiating from him.

"Harry, what does this mean?" she scowled "Why is my name there?"

"I'm curious about that too" he replied casually "Any ideas?"

"He could be apologising for hurting me" she said blandly "He must have poisoned himself then"

"What about Fantasia, Voldemort and Snake?" Harry's eyes were blank "Have you heard of Fantasia potion?"

"I'm not sure" Her brow crinkled with mock thought "I don't think so, Harry"

"Then could you explain why you were brewing it?" His voice dropped coolly

"What do you mean by that, Harry?" Her voice took a honeyed texture to it. Harry repressed a shudder at the memory of the last woman to use a voice like that. "I would never do anything illegal"

"Do not lie to me, Hermione" Harry shouted, grabbing her by the wrist. "Have you been in contact with Voldemort?"

"Harry, let go" she tried to pull her arm away but couldn't break Harry's grip "You're hurting me"

"Answer the question Hermione!" he roared jerking her arm down "You always like to answer questions so answer this one! Have you or have you not been in contact with Voldemort?"

An eerie silence covered the room. Hermione stopped struggling against Harry's grip and brought her hand limply by her side. Her eyes were blank and expressionless as she stared intently into Harry's own. She titled her head slightly and a small, fanatical smile played around her pale lips.

"Yes Harry I have been" she said simply, grinning wildly "The Dark Lord and I are going to rule the wizarding world once Hogwarts falls to the ground. I will be rewarded for my devotion and I shall dance in the blood as it pours from your heart. I will laugh as my Lord hacks your body to pieces, destroys all you have loved and rises to be the greatest wizard to have lived." As she spoke a red blush appeared on her cheeks, grinning she continued "The angels will not protect you any longer, Harry. The serpents will no longer fear you, Harry. From your death a new Order will arise, more powerful than any could imagine. I will stand, proud and strong, beside my Master and together we will become victorious."

Harry watched in horror as Hermione became more and more animated with her speech. Her cheeks were flushed and she had been gesturing violently with a gleam of desire bubbling in her wide eyes.

"It will be fantastic, Harry" she continued, her eyes unfocused "Too bad you will not be around to see it. It really will be a spectacular sight"

"It will never happen" Harry snapped coldly "As long as people live there will always be opposition to whatever your so called Master has planned for the world. Evil will never triumph over good"

"The world is not divided into good and evil, Harry, there is only power and those too weak to seek it"

Harry stared at her in shock. When she had spoken the words Lord Voldemort had said in his first year, a shiver of fear had went down his spine. Her eyes remained blank and unfocused.

"I can't believe you just said that!" he exclaimed when the shock had finally worn off "How is he controlling you, Granger?"

"He's not controlling me, Harry" she smiled pleasantly and spoke in a way one would talk about a spot of good weather or a fluffy Labrador puppy "This is all me. Is it so unbelievable to think that I could seek the sort of power that My Master offers me?"

"HOW IS HE CONTROLLING YOU?" Harry roared and threw a vase to the floor in his anger "CUT THE CRAP HERMIONE! I KNOW THIS ISN'T TRUE!"

"Poor Harry Potter. Poor, poor Harry." She smiled blankly "I have always tried to achieve the best that I could achieve. I have always strived for perfection. I love to learn and what is more exciting than learning how to pull the skin off your enemy while he still lives and screams? Is it so difficult to believe now, little Harry? Is it so hard to believe that I want power as much as you do? Are you denying that you do not want power Harry? Don't you want to dance in the blood of your enemies as much as I? Don't you want to overthrow the evil as much as I? We're not so different after all Harry."

Another shiver as he placed the words he had heard before.

"The only difference between us is that I do not use hatred and violence to achieve my aims, Granger. I am also not crazy and being controlled by a psychopathic megalomaniac" He smiled sardonically.

"Do you not hate my Master, Harry? Do you not hate his loyal servants? Do you not hate me? You hate as much as I do, only you hate for a different side. Are you not the pawn of Dumbledore? Where is your brave and virtuous Master now, Harry? Hiding in his office from a little girl whilst he sends you to do the dirty work alone. You are as crazy as I am."

Before Harry could dispute her claims, the door of the Infirmary burst open and Albus Dumbledore strode in purposefully. He was quickly followed by a livid Ron.

"How could you betray us Hermione!" Ron screamed and ran over to the bed she was sitting on "HOW COULD YOU? You were our friend!"

"Enough, Mr Weasley" Dumbledore waved a hand of dismissal at Ron. His electric blue eyes passed over Hermione and landed on Harry. "Has she said anything?"

McGonagall ran into the Infirmary moments after and informed Dumbledore that the Aurors from the Ministry had arrived and that the wards had been reinstated. Dumbledore nodded and returned his gaze to Harry.

"Just some utter fanatical crap I'm sure that most Death Eaters would laugh themselves silly over. She did betray us. She is a Death Eater. She isn't being controlled" Harry looked blankly over at her "She's nothing to us."

"Actually, technically I am not a Death Eater" Hermione grinned wildly "Although, I'd guess that they probably are"

"Is this a private party or can anyone join in?" A male voice from the door of the hospital wing caused everyone to turn. Walden McNair stood twirling a gleaming axe in his hands "And to think, last time I was at Hogwarts it was to kill a beast. Now I have so many beasts to kill and there is no chance of escape"

More Death Eaters pilled into the castle, taking advantage of the wards being down to allow their specially trained "Aurors" to enter. The Death Eaters inside let down the wards and more black figures flooded the ancient castle. The striking silhouettes of giant beasts and eerily floating monsters added to the Dark force. It would be a massacre of biblical proportions. This is the final battle and the powerful could only triumph over the weak.

Hermione Granger laughed and grinned wildly at the prospect.

A/N: I wasn't going to complete this story because I had ran out of ideas and I didn't enjoy writing in this particular style. I then realised that if anyone had started reading this story they would be interested to see how it ended. I know how annoying it is to see people never finish anything on so I am going to finish this entire story today since my coffee/boredom ratio is in perfect coalition. So by tomorrow morning this story will have finished completely. Thank you all for the wonderful reviews, it really means a lot to me to see people reviewing. Oh, Hermione is 17 in this story which is the age of consent in Northern Ireland and the age of consent in England is 16, so I'm not doing anything illegal or wrong... well sort of not wrong! Thank you again!