DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!!
Memoirs
Chapter 15
Hermione jogged along the corridors and was about to turn the corner to the room that the chest was locked in but she saw Lucius standing just outside talking to Tom's ghost. "Sh8t." she cursed under her breath. "Here we go." She sighed and walked confidently to the pair.
"Hmmm, look who it is." Tom said, grinning.
"Yes, I got the scroll. So then we can open the chest and get the Horcruxes."
"Does this mean you want me back?" Tom asked happily.
"Don't get cocky." She snapped, handing the scroll to Lucius who read it quickly.
"Everything looks in order." He murmured, casting a spell on the door to the room and it opened. The inside was the same - a few tables with a few chairs around them and on the top were 3 chests.
"3 chests?" Hermione asked, only remembering the 2.
"Yes, we found this one not an hour ago." Lucius explained, writing the answers on the lid of the 2nd chest with his wand. Tom pulled out a chair for Hermione and she sat down shakily, not taking her eyes off the 3rd and new chest.
"Is something wrong?" Tom whispered in her ear.
"No, course not." She answered, tearing her eyes away from the box to see her dead husband.
"Good. And I am truly sorry about this, Hermione." He whispered as ropes came from nowhere around the chair arms and legs, binding her to the chair.
"What? Let me go!" she shrieked, trying to pull against the ropes but was unsuccessful.
"Hermione, stop resisting this." Tom said, standing in front of the chair and leaning against the table a foot away from her.
"What are you doing to me?" she asked. Behind them, Lucius was successfully opened the chest and was waiting to his Lord to retrieve the items.
"We're just making sure that you don't get in the way." He said, not meaning to be cold.
"What?"
"Hermione, we know you've been trying to stop us bringing the Dark Lord back." Lucius answered, walking up to the pair. "We can't have you interrupting the ritual and we need to make sure that you aren't doing anything you shouldn't be."
Tears actually started to fill her eyes as they began the ritual.
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They'd pushed her chair back into the corner of the room whilst Tom's body was brought in, covered in a black robe. His skin was pale and his face looked a little annoyed - even in death he was miserable. Tom's ghost left her to herself in the corner and stood by Lucius and Dolohov who began the ritual. Dolohov took all the Horcruxes in his hands and tied them one by one loosely around Tom's body's neck and stepped back. Lucius stepped up to the corpse and began chanting.
"Loco animus in somes. Loco animus in somes. Loco animus in somes.(Rough translation: put the soul in the body)" The lights dimmed in the room, the walls began to shake and Tom's roar filled the room as his soul poured back into his body. After a moment of wishing the sound was gone from the room, Hermione's wish had been granted and save for the rush of feet and hushed concerned voices, all was silent in the room.
"I've failed." Hermione thought. "Voldemort is back."
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Tom had been taken to the hospital wing and Hermione had been put back in her room, bound and gagged and sitting in the corner with a pair of guards outside the door. Her legs were cramping underneath her and her wrists were sore and stiff from the cruel burn of the rope. With little food and supervised bathroom breaks, her life was not looking good. Until 4 days after His resurrection. The room was quiet and night was upon them. As Hermione laid her head against the wall to get a few hours of sleep, something banged against her window, startling herself and apparently alerting the guards outside the room, silence fell upon the room again. The 2 men who had been guarding the door rushed into the room, wands raised and looked everywhere.
"What was that?" one barked at Hermione who was looking around also. She muttered something through the gag and shrugged her shoulders.
They continued to cast brief looks throughout the room and were about to give up and leave the room when another bang closed in on the window shutters. "Check the balcony." The other ordered to the first man, who nodded and walked over to the sliding doors that were blocking the moonlight by elegant blinds. The man edged closer to the door and with a little flick of his wand, it was opened and he kicked it, opening it further.
The second man pulled Hermione up by her arm but due to her lack of strength and strong agonizing cramps, she merely fell back down. The first edged onto the balcony, wand shooting all over the place and he watched carefully for anything out of ordinary. But he saw nothing.
"No, false alarm. Something must have just fell off or something." He called.
"No, guess again." A voice called behind him and as he turned around, he was punched in the face. By Harry Potter.
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In the room, Hermione and the second man heard only the first giving the all clear and then a thump. "Carter! Report!" he ordered his colleague. He sighed. "Stay here." He snapped to Hermione. As he walked over to the door, 5 men rushed into the room, wands raised.
"Stupefy!" Harry shouted, throwing the man back into the wall.
And Hermione's heart froze as she saw the face of the Boy-She-Loved. She shook her head and started backwards but fell over from her cramp.
"Hermione." Remus Lupin called, rushing over to her, crouching down and helping Hermione into a leaning up position. Taking a small pen-knife out, he leant behind her and cut through the ropes. She pulled her hands out of his reach and pulled off the gag roughly and threw it on the floor. "Hermione, are you alright?"
She nodded, not saying anything and pulled her hands to herself.
The 4 other people came over to her and smiled down at her. There was Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Sirius Black and Nymphadora Tonks.
"Hey, 'Mione. You alright?" Harry asked breathlessly, rubbing his knuckled from punching the other guard.
"Harry?" she whimpered.