A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or any related characters
This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Assignment # 9 Creative Studies Tropes Task #4: The Stars Are Going Out: Stars disappearing from the night sky is a sign of bad, bad things.
Word count: 920
Warning: murder, human sacrifice, cult
"I just need to finish this and then we can go," Hermione stated, giving Severus a smile. He nodded solemnly leaning against the doorway of Hermione's office.
"What are you working on this time?" he asked.
"Business, stupid stuff really, but the ministry wants some new counts on things, things we both know aren't going to matter soon enough," she laughed, dipping her quill into the crystal inkwell. Severus nodded. Hermione was right. Soon the ministry wouldn't matter, their needs wouldn't matter, everything would be gone and peace would finally reign over the world.
"How are the time tables? Have you encountered any resistance or variables we didn't foresee?"
"No, I have not. Lucius is currently going over them, not that he'll see anything. We both know I am the far more superior arthimancer," Hermione laughed.
"And that is why, my love, you are a huge part of this. Soon they'll see just how wrong they were to doubt you," Severus stated. Hermione smiled at him again, putting a few finishing swoops on the paper and setting it in her out going mailbox.
"Ready if you are," she stated, rising from the leather chair. Severus had to admit, Hermione did have a taste for the finer things the world had to offer, now that she had the standing to acquire anything she desired.
"Beyond ready. Do you think we have time for a bite before tonight's event?" he asked, putting an arm around Hermione's waist when she reached him.
"Depends on your definition of a bite," she laughed. "If you mean finding a predator lurking in an alley, then yes. If you mean something more substantial, then no," she laughed.
"The first one then, and then the meeting and then, if all goes according to plan, then world ends tonight for these mortals who think they're superior to us," he stated, sweeping Hermione from the office building and into the night. She took a deep breath of the cold air, her nostrils flaring as she sniffed it.
"Second alley to the left, it reeks of desperation," she said, her canine teeth slowly sharpening and growing longer. Severus nodded, leaving her there as he stalked off, his cloak billowing as he walked. Hermione sighed happily. Ever since Severus had found her, made her his, her life had become nothing short of perfect. Yes, there was the bloodlust, but that was to be expected. Soon, though, she'd never hunger again. Tonight, the stars would flicker, they would fail, the moon would shine and then as time moved, the sun would never come. The world would become theirs and the humans, the pathetic little mortals that scampered around causing wars and destruction would become their slaves, their livestock. Hermione smiled as she heard Severus returning.
"You've a bit of blood there," she said, kissing his lips and licking the blood from them. It was sweet, almost innocent, but she knew where it had come from, there was no innocent in that alley, only yet another human who thought killing and murdering were his rights. They walked, hand in hand through the dark city finally reaching their destination. At one point, the building had been a church, but years of abandonment and neglect had made it unholy, the perfect place for the headquarters of the Order of the Bloody Rose. Hermione pushed the door open. Lucius rushed over to her, bowing before her and kissing her hand. She nodded to him and he rose to his feet. Severus had turned Lucius decades ago, before Hermione had been his. Now, Lucius was forced to share and it had become obvious that Hermione was the one in charge.
"Is everything ready?" she asked, looking around. She could see the rest of the group; Hannah, Susan, Pansy, Lucius' son Draco, all standing in their positions. It had taken a lot of work to find the calculations to make this work. It had taken years. And now, now it was all coming to an end, a glorious end for mankind and a new age for the Order of the Bloody Rose. Hermione took her spot in the center of the golden circle painted on the floor. It felt right, the faces of so called saints watching from the stained glass windows above her. She raised her hands as her followers began chanting, their voices blending together as one. Over head, Hermione could feel the power of the full moon washing over her.
"Raise the sacrifice," she demanded. An alter raised from the floor. Hermione turned her attention to the woman tied to it. She had mousy brown hair and looked malnourished.
"This is Petunia Dursley, she has hurt our cause, she had killed our sister, Lily, she has killed our brother, Harry before he had a chance to become one of us. For these sins against the Order, her blood will spill and her blood will fuel our cause," Hermione preached as she raised an ebony dagger inlaid with mother of pearl designs. She plunged it down, through Petunia's chest. Blood poured from the wound, spilling over the sides of the alter. The blood started glowing as it hit the painted circle on the floor. The room was filled with a bright blue beam of light that shot through the ceiling towards the sky, spreading out once it reached the night. For a moment, the whole world sparkled blue and then one by one the stars flickered, one by one disappearing from the night sky, and the start of the endless night, the reign of the vampires, had begun.