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Darkness, all Hermoine could feel around her was darkness. It was pure and it engulfed every thought she had. Her mind pulled at her eyelids. Open, please open she begged. Suddenly a slit of light. She had managed to open her eyes, even if it was only slightly. That slight opening allowed a brightness to intrude her thoughts and she winced in pain.
"Oh my goodness. Miss are you awake?" She heard a rushed voice saying beside her. The pain was becoming unbearable, but she didn't want to let go of the light. She tried pulling her eyes open, but soon they were covered in tears. Where was here?
"Please, miss take it slow. You have been out for some time and are still healing." She felt a soft hand come to rest on her shoulder. "I…" She tried to speak, but her voice cracked. It felt like she had no used them in a while.
"Here, let me grab you some water." Hermoine could tell the voice was a woman, yet her eyes were still too closed to really see. She felt a glass being brought to her lips and she drank quickly. "Better?" the woman asked. "Yes, thank you." She managed to squeak out.
The room quieted for a moment when a door opened nearby. "I'm sorry ma'am but visiting hours are over for the night." Hermoine breathed in her thoughts; hospital, she was defiantly in a hospital if there were visiting hours.
Whoever the woman was speaking to was not paying her much attention, she could hear footsteps coming closer. "Did you not hear me?" the woman began. "Shut up you fool!" The sound of that voice sent Hermoine's body into panic mood. She began shivering and she could feel the tears already wetting her face. Run, you must put aside the pain and run!
"Excuse me?" She could hear the woman moving toward the intruder and knew what would come next. "Avada Kedavra!" a thud came from the floor. She could the killer laugh. "Oh, I have been looking for you." She felt her bed shift and a body moving ever closer. The light was beginning to fade. "Oh don't close your eyes dear, the fun is just starting." That laugh, oh my god that laugh. Hermoine cried out in pain as the assailant brought her hand to Hermoine's side, digging her nails into the skin.
"Please…" she couldn't take it anymore. The pain, the confusion. What had happened at the battle? How could she be here, wherever here was?
"What's wrong little mudblood, are you hurting? Are you scared?" Hermoine closed her eyes, back to the darkness. Remember what the last thing you saw was. Her mind cut her off. Fred. It was Fred, he was smiling at her. Why was he smiling like that, like he was saying goodbye.
Hermoine's body twisted as her assailant's nails dug deeper into her. "I'm afraid it time to go little one." She tried to pull away. "No, no we can't be having any of that. I've been hunting you for too long." Hermoine's body froze, an easy spell to keep her still. "Good, now I know that stupid red head can't be too far behind me."
At the mention of red hair, Hermoine's eyes sprung open. The white light of the room was blinding and she had trouble focusing. "Needed a look?" her eyes grew big with fear taking in the sight surrounding her. Bellatrix Lestrange was saddled on top of her. One hand holding Hermoine's side, the other holding tight to her wand.
"Do you hear that?" she bent down and whispered in her ear. Outside the door she could hear shouting, some chaos was beginning to erupt. "Lover boy is coming. Tick tock tick tock. Do you think we should wait? Maybe give him a peak?" Bellatrix smiled down at her.
She listened closely, trying to make out who was outside. The fight was getting closer. Suddenly green light filled the window on the door. "Harry! Look out!" That voice, she knew that voice. Her heart came to life and a smile stretched across her face. Bellatrix glared, "So happy, why so happy?" She screamed coming nose to nose with Hermoine.
"He's alive." With those last words, Bellatrix grabbed her side once more and apparated away.
