CHAPTER 2

Harry managed to deter Ron that night, but the image was still planted firmly in Ron's head. What did confuse Ron though, was Elizabeth Deneuve.

Harry seemed besotted with her, even if they didn't seem to act like the normal boyfriend-girlfriend type.

They rarely held hands and really only seemed to study together, if he thought about it, no one had seen them kiss or make out at all.

Maybe that was for the best anyway, he didn't think Hermione could handle that. The worst thing was, it seemed as if Harry was going out of his way to ignore Hermione.

At first it was unnoticeable, but each time it happened, Ron was sure another string broke on her heart.

Why on earth she let Harry get to her like this was any ones guess, Harry had not given her a second thought since he started dating Elizabeth yet, Hermione still loved him so deeply.

One good pay off for Hermione was they weren't a very affectionate couple, she was not sure she could cope with that as well, but they were a couple all the same and who knew what happened in private.

Elizabeth certainly only had eyes for Harry as did he seemed to for her.

Hermione was desperately lonely and missed her best friend immensely but she had decided long ago, that she still had a mission to complete, so to speak. Voldemort had not yet been defeated and she had to remain in control for that fight. Whether Harry wanted her there or not, was beside the point.

She had vowed to protect him with her life and that was a vow she intended on keeping.

Hermione spent months and months trying to think of a way to help Harry. She read for many hours, going over the heavy tomes in the school library and also the library of the House of Black.

One night there was an attack on a muggle shopping centre where the Granger's had their Dental practice. There was no doubt who the death eaters were after and why they wanted them dead.

Sirius was like a father to her and he stepped into that role very capably when Hermione's parents died. She and Sirius had remained close and she treasured their relationship.

There were times when Hermione thought as if she would never get through this horrifying part of her life but Sirius had been a wonderful support to her. He had attended the reading of the will with her and also helped her organise the funerals.

Harry's guilt intensified after the Granger's death. He knew that his relationship with Ron and Hermione was well known throughout the ranks in Voldemort's group and they had suffered because of this.

Ron lost his father and brother Percy, soon after Hermione's parents death. Mr Weasley was leaving work one evening with Percy, who had made his peace with his family, when Bellatrix L'Estrange attacked them.

She used an unforgivable on Percy immediately and as Mr Weasley watched his son fall to the Avada Kedavra curse, he had no time to draw his wand when he heard the curse being spoken again and they were the last words he would ever hear.

Mrs Weasley was inconsolable. Everyone thought she may never recover, but instead, she discovered an inner strength and kept her family together in a time of deep sadness.

She also stepped up her involvement with the Order and became a valued and respected member.

Hermione spent many hours reading and finally believed she had found the spell that would help Harry in the final battle.

After many nights of planning and re-planning, she approached Ron and told him the plan.

The spell was an ancient one, which transferred some power from the person casting it to the person the spell was being directed too. It would work effectively if the person casting it, was strong enough to safely transfer some of their power. If the person was not capable of safely transferring their power, it could lead to death, to the both of them.

Hermione knew that Harry had to be the one who defeated Voldemort and fulfil the prophecy, but it didn't say he couldn't have some help along the way. Even if Harry didn't know it.

Hermione coached Ron for many months until she was absolutely sure he had it perfectly committed to memory.

Unfortunately, the time had come to put that hard work into practise. It was the Halloween Ball and Voldemort decided it would be sweet vengeance to kill Harry on the anniversary of his parent's death.

The death eaters had made it onto the grounds of Hogwarts and as Hagrid had was starting to hold them off, he was stunned from behind by five Slytherins.

Once inside the castle, they attempted to secure it. Most of the students were screaming and running in frantic attempts to escape.

There was mass confusion and in a moment of clarification, Ron thought about Hermione alone in her dorm room. He set off for the common room. Hermione could hear the screams and curses being shouted. She screamed Harry's name, grabbed her wand and set off towards the Great Hall only to run into Ron on the way.

She was relieved she had decided not to go to the ball tonight. Her heart could not bear more pain by watching Harry with Elizabeth all night, so she made her apologies to the young men who had asked her to accompany them to the ball and stayed in her room.

Ron and Hermione split up and Hermione approached the Great Hall cautiously and saw Seamus in a duel, she knew it was not right but she used pertrificus totalis on the death eater and then bound his body. As she was behind him he didn't see it coming.

"All's fair in war" she said. Seamus thanked Hermione sincerely and they continued on to the hall. Hermione sent Seamus to Professor Dumbledore's office with the password 'Twinkle drops' to floo Mrs Weasley, so she could alert the Order.

She could see Professor McGonnagel in a duel with Dolohov and her favourite professor was certainly holding her own. She looked around to see Harry helping Elizabeth and decided he didn't need her at the moment.

Professor Dumbledore was duelling Bellatrix and Ron and Luna were struggling against Lucius Malfoy.

Hermione ran to help them when all of a sudden a huge flash of green light erupted in the centre of the hall sending students and professors flying back from the force.

Voldemort had appeared near to where Harry was standing.

Everyone stopped fighting, she assumed the death eaters were awaiting instructions. Professor Dumbledore made his way to the middle of the hall and Harry met him halfway.

Voldemort raised his wand and blew a huge hole in the wall of the Great hall and the battle spilled out onto the grounds.

Dumbledore fought Voldemort for quite a while and while they were engaged in their furious battle, Harry continued to fight the deatheaters.

The Order had arrived and the battle continued on for hours, but they still seemed to be out numbered. Ron had numerous scratches but was otherwise he was OK. He was still fighting next to Luna who was battling a hooded death eater.

Mrs Weasley had seen her daughter fighting when another death eater came up behind her. Mrs Weasley watched in horror as she saw the death eater raise his wand towards Ginny.

Every thing happened so quickly, Draco Malfoy saw the death eater and screamed out " Don't you touch Ginny!" Ginny's turned towards him, which had then placed the other death eater in her view.

Draco yelled a curse towards one death eater and Ginny dealt with the second one. She turned and looked at Draco and said a heart felt thank you.

If he had time, he would have blushed, but they had no time to wait as more and more death eaters arrived.

They stood and fought together with Mrs Weasley.

Hermione was battling a death eater and saw one coming up behind Harry. She screamed to him and he turned to her voice. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the death eater and had managed to disarm him.

Everything happened in slow motion then.

Hermione had had her defences down while she warned Harry, and the death eater she was fighting, shot a spell towards her, it sliced through Hermione's side.

To Harry's mind, she fell to the ground in slow motion and Harry could see Ron running towards her.

Harry was staring at Hermione's body lying on the floor with blood soaking through her clothes. Something inside him snapped and then he felt the power inside of him growing. It was consuming his whole being.

He was angry, no, actually he was furious. He screamed out to Voldemort using his given name, Tom, which made Voldemort angrier.

It felt like everyone had stopped to watch the final battle. The time had come and Voldemort started to laugh at Harry. He knew Harry was running on emotions and that was definitely going to work in Voldemort's favour.

Harry was starting to boil, he was so mad. Voldemort taunted him by saying that he would see his useless parents soon, and he was glad he would rid the world of all Potters.

Then Voldemort turned his attention to Hermione. He told Harry that he would make Hermione is partner and if she didn't agree to that, then he would kill her slowly, so she would suffer as her parents did.

Once he started on Hermione, Harry snapped. Harry screamed and raised his wand but Voldemort cast his spell first. The two wands connected, and Harry's scar was searing with blood pouring down his face.

Voldemort's wand was starting to push towards Harry's and Hermione knew his strength was weakening. She turned to Ron and told him it was time. He looked at her doubtful, he knew if she cast the spell it would kill her.

"I have too Ron, he may die."

"But Hermione you WILL die, you've lost too much blood, you know the spell has to be cast by someone strong," Ron looked genuinely concerned and Hermione was worried that he was having second thoughts.

"He's worth it Ron. I love him too much to watch him die, please."

"But Mione, we love you too much to watch you sacrifice yourself."

"No, Ron it HAS to be done." She had such determination in her eyes that Ron could not resist her.

Ron and Hermione pointed their wands towards Harry and screamed out the spell,

Potentia Translatum.

The silver light flew towards Harry and engulfed him.

It had made a force field around his body and Harry threw his head back as he felt the power entering his body.

He realised what was happening and focussed all the energy towards his wand and Voldemort started to fall back.

He knew Harry was winning and he tried to escape, but the force field was holding him there.

Ron looked down at Hermione to tell her it was working and was shocked to see her gripping her wand with all her strength, her face was white and the blood on her shirt was getting darker by the second.

"Hermione, we have to stop,"

"No, he hasn't won yet!" She growled it out,

"Hermione, I don't know how much longer you can last?"

"Ron, NO." Her voice was barely recognisable, it was weak but laced with determination.

Ron shook his head but continued to hold the force field. He was feeling weaker by the minute, and could only imagine how Hermione was struggling.

Harry felt the force field holding but he needed more, he remembered all the dreams Voldemort had taunted him with.

Harry watching Hermione die over and over again.

Seeing her married with another person and hating Harry, all the painful dreams he had made him endure.

Harry focussed on that pain and pushed harder towards Voldemort. Harry could see the fear on his face and this gave him the courage to push further. Suddenly Voldemort was encompassed into the force field, but instead of absorbing the power it was draining him of his life until he finally exploded in a rainbow of colours.

Harry was thrown to the ground and looked up to see nothing left of Voldemort, it was over.

He looked over towards Hermione, and saw Ron holding her body.

Harry crawled over to them and saw that her face was as white as a ghost and there was blood everywhere. She looked dead.

"Who hit her Ron?" Harry struggled to say but Ron heard him.

"It's not that Harry, she sacrificed her remaining strength to transfer our power to you, she wouldn't stop Harry, she wouldn't listen. She couldn't watch you die."

Ron was openly crying now and held Hermione's body against him. Ron was rocking her body now and was screaming and crying telling her to come back to him.

Harry looked at Hermione and carefully touched her neck. He felt her faint pulse and took little hope that she would make it through.

The last thing Harry saw was Sirius, Dumbledore, Luna and Elizabeth running to his side. He was so tired, he could hear people talking and crying but he couldn't hold on. He closed his eyes and succumbed to the darkness.

Professor Dumbledore was sending instructions to those remaining who had the strength to help. Sirius carried Hermione away.

Hi I hope you're liking this one, I wrote it a while ago and it's a different style to what I normally do, anyway as usual, review if you like!!

The power transfer spell is just Latin for exactly that, transferring of power.

Sirius xoxo