Disclaimer: Soo...I really swear that I don't own Harry Potter. I can in my own little fantasy land, but then again, in my fantasy land, houses are made out of cake, so I'm thinking, maybe not real, LOL. In case that didn't make any sense...I don't own Harry Potter.

Author's note: Well...I'm typing this chapter up straight after that last one and I'm listening to Social Code (amazing band from my hometown) and I'm having quite a blast actually. :D

YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE IT, EVEN IF I TOLD YOU

Chapter 13

The Cure

There was a horrible banging in Hermione's head when she jolted awake. Getting up, she looked around confused. Where am I? What happened? Then she remembered the fight with Harry and how she had run outside, the nothing.

"Comfy?"

Hermione jumped at the voice. Rolling her eyes at Dominique, she commented sarcastically, "Oh yea, I'm extremely comfortable."

Taking no notice of Hermione's sarcasticness, Dominique chirpily replied, "Good," and then she skipped away.

Hermione snorted to no one in particular and then looked around. She was in a cell. Kind of like the one she had been kept in before she had to fight the Bayatt. Except that it was smaller. The floor was made of dirt and the walls were made out of some kind ofunbreakable cement. It was quite dark, because there was no window. But there was light coming in from outsdie the steel bars that made up the doorway.

Walking over to the doorway, Hermione heard voices. Pressing herself up against the bars, she tried to make out what they were saying.

"The Master said we must torture her. We do as he says," Soreeyana.

Torture me!? I have to get out of here!

Hermione started banging on the steel bars, which hurt her fists quite a bit. Soreeyana, Dominique, and Cheyenne came running.

"What is it?" Soreeyana snapped.

Hermione thought fast, "There's a mouse in here!"

Dominique and Cheyenne both jumped. "WHERE!" Cheyenne shrieked.

Soreeyana slapped both of them upside the head and unlocked Hermione's cell with an old fashioned looking key. "You two are an embaressment to the whole vampire kind! I ought to stake both of you!"

Hermione pretended to cowar by the wall. "It's over there," she pointed towards a dark corner.

When Soreeyana headed over there, Hermione advanced. In one swift move, she grabbed the key to the cell and kicked Soreeyana in the butt so the she stumbled forward. Running out of the cell, Hermione slammed it shut and locked it. Then she turned and snatched a torch from the wall and weilded it at the stunned Dominique and Cheyenne.

They both stepped back, surprised.

Hermione took this to her advantage and smacked Cheyenne with the torch so that she went up in flame. The red headed vampire screamed and then a few seconds later, all that was left of her was a pile of ashes.

Turning around, Hermione readied herself to face Dominique.

"Get her you fool!" Soreeyana screamed through the bars.

This seemed to bring Dominique back to life and she bared her teeth as Hermione and hissed. Hermione gulped and Dominique flashed forward, landing on top of Hermione and sending them both to the floor.

Unfortunently, Dominique landed on top of Hermione. The torch slipped out of Hermione grasp and rolled away. Right away, Dominique tried to lean in and bite Hermione. But Hermione leaned back and head butted Dominique, stunning her. She kicked the stunned vampire off her and scrambled over to the torch, holding her head in pain. Grabbing it, she scampered back to Dominique and staked her righnt through the heart.

Then Dominique was ashes.

Hermione sat there on the floor for a minute with her head in her hands. She never knew head butting someone would hurt so much. Then she stood up and grabbed another torch off of the wall. Holding it in front of her, Hermione stoof in front of the cell that had previously held her, but now held Soreeyana.

A determined look in her eyes, Hermione demanded, "Where the hell is the cure?"

Soreeyana looked as though she was going to argue for a second, but then thought better of it. "Pull the thirteenth torch on the wall."

Looking at the vampire as if she were insane Hermione asked, "Are you mental?"

"Just do it!" Soreeyana smirked.

Hermione rolled her eyes and counted the torches until she reached the thirteenth one and pulled at it. There was a scraping sound and then a door in the floor opened up, revealing a passageway leading down. Giving one last look at Soreeyana, Hermione stuck the torch out in front of her and headed down the rough steps.

It was pitch dark down there and if Hermione hadn't brought the torch, she would have been completely lost. The steps went down for a ways and then it turned into a hallway. There was only one door, and Hermione went through it.

The room that was behind the door was large. It looked like some kind of temple. Pillars lined the walls, ornate carvings scratched into them. The walls had markings on them as well. The floor also had intricate connecting lines engraved into it.

In the middle of the room, a luminous sphere sat glowing on a pillar. It cast a ghostly light across the floor and something seemed to be suspended in the middle of it.

Hermione stepped cautiously towards the glowy sphere. It seemed to be sending out danger vibes, and Hermione was concerned to go near it. Giving in to curiousity, Hermione stood over it. Looking into the sphere, Hermione saw a beautifully made sword glittering in the light.

But how was a sword the cure?

Seev's words echoed through Hermione's mind. 'You must kill the vampire, but leave the man.'

So I'm supposed to kill the vampire in Harry, but leave the part of him that still is a man? Ugh. How am I supposed to do that? Hermione shook her head to clear all thoughts, then focussed on getting the cure. Okay, so I'm going to assume that I can't put my hand in it...so what do I do?

Taking her torch, Hermione touched it to the edge of the sphere. It didn't go through the sphere, but it did poke the glowy ball. Fire encircled the sphere for a minute, then greenish liquid spilled over the pilled and filled the lines in the floor. It covered the floor and then creeped up the walls. Soon, everything was glowing ghostily and Hermione was severly spooked out.

Pulling her sleeve over her hand, Hermione bent over and scooped the sword out of the mess. Wiping it off with her apron, Hermioen held it firmly in both hands. She could feel the magicks radiating off it and she knew that this was definitly the device that Seev had spoken of.

Just as she was starting to rejoice, a rumbling growl echoed off the walls. Hermione trembled fearfully, realizing she wasn't alone.

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Author's Note: YAY!!! Another chappie finished!! I can't decided whether the next chapter should be the last, or if I should write one more after that... Well, anyways, I hope you guys thought this chapter was cool. There was quite a bit of action in it and I have left you on a cliff hanger, hehe!!!!

Love,

Sakura-sweeti