Chapter 1
The painful meeting
'Finally, we are almost seventh years now!' sighed Ron while we were walking up the stairs. 'Only a few weeks left!'
'What do you mean? Why would that year be different than other years?' Harry asked him.
'well we will have a lot of free time!'
'That isn't a good point at all, Ron' I said irritated. 'All the time we won't have lessons will be spending on our homework!'
'Please Hermione, do you really think we have to work on our homework all the time we are free, there are other things too you know.'
'Yeah I know, they are called N.E.W.T.S!!' I stated with a annoying look on my face.
'Those are at the end of next year, Hermione, the end of next year! Ron said 'Say something Harry, tell her she doesn't have to worry about them till next year!'
I shook my head and before Harry could say anything I continued: 'Alright I will keep my mouth shut about the exams but don't come to me when you don't have enough time to learn for you N.E.W.T.S.'
We stood still before the huge painting which kept the opening to the Gryffindor dorm.
'Labores Solis'
'Goodnight guys' I said after walking into the common room
'Goodnight Mione' They said in unison. Tired of the trip from home back to Hogwarts I fell on my bed, and without even dressing into sleeping clothes I fell asleep right away.
Late in the night I woke up from a sting in my arm, my left underarm. I groaned, I didn't want to go! Pulling up my sleeve I watched the Dark Mark on my arm getting blacker with the second, and hurting more and more.
Quick flash backs started in my head.
A few days before our fifth year was over, professor Dumbledore wanted to see me, I was shocked afraid of what he wanted to discus with me. The night before I had dreamed that the reason why Dumbledore wanted to see was because of my grades that they weren't good enough to go to sixth year.
So still with that in my head I had walked up to his office, knocking on the door with a trembling hand.
In his office he told me about the mission he wanted to give me, help Harry destroy Voldemort. Voldemort would have to trust me so I could pass the information from him to the Order. But to get his trust I would have to pass information from the Order to him. I wasn't glad with this mission at all!
Snape helped me get into the circle of deatheaters and after two weeks I got the dark mark. In the summer break I was summoned a few times and by now the deatheaters truly believe that I switched sides. Even Voldemort is less suspicious after every meeting. The information I gave them was perfect and great help to them.
The information I passed back to the Order is great too, so everything is going fine, still... I have the feeling I betray Harry and Ron. Of course I couldn't tell them, but it gets harder to keep this a secret. The meetings are tiring because I have to listen carefully to every word what is spoken and I also have to look confident and not show I'm scared as hell.
Every morning at breakfast I'm sitting with black circles around my eyes and when Harry and Ron ask me what I've been doing I had to tell them lies. 'Working on my homework, Ron. Something you should do too if you want to pass' I would say then and as fast as I could I would eat my breakfast and run out of the great hall to the library to work on the homework I couldn't make the day before. That happened a few times by now. No one would have expected that of the bookworm i guess. My flash backs ended. I got nervous when I took another look at my arm.
Quietly I dressed myself in the deatheater outfit afraid of making my room mates awake. I apparated to a dark room with only a few other people. I took my place between to huge fellow deatheaters. Thanks to Dumbledore I could apparate from my room.
I took a quick peek in the room and noticed I was one of the first deatheaters to have arrived. In the next minutes 20 more deatheaters apparated into the room and took their places. Some a bit scared for why they have been summoned other looking quite fond them selves, although that expresion changed when Voldemort walked in the 10 minutes later. He took his place on the throne in the room. Just when he was about to open his mouth another deatheater appeared.
'I'm so sorry my lord, I couldn't get away from the castle, Dumbledore didn't let me go' with a shock I recognised the voice of Snape.
Voldemort didn't say a thing only looked at the man in front of him like it was filth. Quickly he raised his wand to the man, and before he coud protect himself Voldemort casted crucio at him. Snape yelled it out in pain. I closed my eyes, but it didn't help his screams filled my ears which was even more terrible then seeing it.
Snape stood up quickly after the crucio curse was lifted and took his place in line a bit out of breath. Every one watched Voldemort standing up and walking to the line of deatheaters, greeting a few who gave good information but sending crucio curses to who who wasn't helpful. My heart rate got higher and higher with every step he took, I didn't had information to give him so I would have to prepare myself for a minute of crucio.
'Hello miss Granger' I heard him say while looking at me. 'and can you give a reason to set up a party tonight or...'
He didn't finish his sentence but I knew what he was talking about.
'There isn't any new news the order could give me so isn't there any new information I can tell you about things that are happening at Hogwarts either, I'm sorry my lord' Bowing my head waiting for the curse to reach me. Surprisingly it never came at all. I looked up, staring right into Voldemorts face inches away from mine. He was angry i could see that.
'I didn't expect you to have new information about Hogwarts, miss Granger.' he wishpered. 'But I'm shocked you can't give me news from the Order.'
And without a warning I was lifted into the air, and thrown against the wall behind me. Some of the deatheaters gasped. I felt a little stream of blood running down my head. Before passing out I saw the expression on the face of Snape, surprisingly, he looked shocked.
labores solis = Eclipse of the sun (Latin)