Here is Chapter One of my own admission to my challenge. I hope you are enjoying the challenge :)

Chapter One

Death of the Grangers

Hermione sat in her bedroom in the Grangers' simple four bed roomed house, her little Brother playing on his X-Box in the next room. Hermione was at her desk, doing some of the homework she had been set for the Holidays by her Professors.

There was a loud bang and a scream. Hermione dropped her quill, grabbed her wand and ran out onto the landing.

Her brother, Toby, was also on the landing. They exchanged a worried, yet confused, look and Hermione motioned for him to be quiet.

She pulled out her wand and snuck down the stairs with her brother hot of her heels.

"Hermione, what's going on?" Toby whispered.

"I have a sinking feeling I know." Hermione replied just as quietly as they both carefully avoided the creaky stair.

"It's not good, is it?"

"No. But hopefully I'm wrong."

"I hope so too." Toby replied fearfully. If his older sister was scared and worried then it must be bad.

Their father's scream echoed through their minds, bouncing off their ear drums again and again. Toby pushed in front of Hermione and ran into the Living Room.

Hermione lunged forward to stop him. "No Toby!" Everything seemed to go in slow motion as she reached out and her fingertips just missed him, grazing his Pyjama top.

"Hey! Let me go!" Toby yelled and Hermione shut her eyes, knowing what she had feared was a reality.

The Deatheaters were attacking.

"Worthless. You should have been able to stop him, but no. You truly are pathetic, a failure." A feminine voice sneered as if she was standing right beside Hermione.

"Shut up." Hermione hissed, pulling her wand and creeping ever closer to the Living Room. "I'm not a failure. I'm a Gryffindor!"

She burst into the room, keeping her back to the wall as she had been trained to do by Moody the year before. She quickly assessed the situation and paled. It was bad, very bad.

Nearly all the Deatheaters were in her Living Room, including Voldemort himself.

"Well done, Moron. Lead us right into danger." The voice said sarcastically.

Hermione shook her head, ignoring the voice for now. Right now she had to focus on the danger. "Let my family go."

Voldemort just laughed, a horrible wheezing sound. "And how are you going to make me? Do you have an army?" He sneered.

"See. I hate to say I told you so, but…" The Voice began

"Shut up." Hermione snarled, tightening her grip on her wand. "Now let my family go. They are innocent in all this. It's me you want, so you can get to Harry."

"What the fuck are you doing? Offering yourself up? That's a wise move, Genius!"

"I'm trying to concentrate here. Please just shut up and go annoy someone else." Hermione hissed under her breath.

"Fine, get yourself killed. Not that I care."

Hermione glared right at Voldemort as he raised his wand. For a moment it pointed right at her before swinging round to focus on Toby and her parents. "Crucio!"

Frank Granger arched up, his scream echoing around the room that suddenly seemed too small.

Hermione flinched as his cries cut deep within her.

"Make him stop. Please, make him stop. I may be cold, but I'm not that heartless. He's our father!" The Voice begged.

"Stop! Please, stop!" Hermione cried, her eyes darkening slightly and her roots darkened too.

"Since you asked nicely, Crucio!" Bellatrix cackled as she joined in the torture, turning her wand on Toby.

Soon, all four of the Grangers were being tortured. Hermione was biting her lips to keep in the screams so hard she began to bleed.

"It hurts!"

"I know."

"We have to make them stop."

"How?"
"I don't know. You're the genius."

'I have an idea.' Hermione was thankful when they stopped torturing her for a bit and turned their backs on her.

She silently manoeuvred her wand, which had been just inside her holster Harry had given her last birthday, into her hand. She waved her hand and a message was sent off to the Order.

One of the Deatheaters turned back to her with a maniac gleam in his dark eyes. "Hello, Mudblood."

Hermione cried out as he pulled her up by her hair and pointed a knife at her throat.

"I think it's time we watch the grand finale." Voldemort hissed, red eyes glowing with malice.

He spun round and pointed his wand at Frank Granger once more. "Crucio!" He cried once more.

Like before, Frank arched up as he screamed under the curse. Voldemort kept it on, renewing it every now and again.

His wife, Helen, was desperately trying to shield Toby from the horror before him, but the ten year old could still hear his father's screams.

Eventually, the screams died down and Frank became still. Hermione shuddered. He had been Crucioed to death.

Before she could even blink, Helen had been ripped from Toby and her throat slit. Blood sprayed out and splattered Hermione, who had been dragged closer to her. Hermione's mouth fell open in a soundless scream, her eyes wide and scared.

Voldemort carelessly took the bloody dagger from Bellatrix, the one who had killed Helen, and threw it at Toby. Toby's eyes went wide and he looked down, Hermione following his gaze.

The silver tip of the dagger was protruding from his heart. He crumpled to the floor, Voldemort ripping the dagger out as he fell. Once more, Hermione was covered in blood. This time her brother's.

"I think we have left a lasting impression on Miss Granger. It is time we leave. But remember this, Miss Granger, we shall meet again." Voldemort sneered, before he and his men apperated.

Hermione crawled over her family's bodies and sat in the middle of them, her arms clasped around her knees and rocking back and forth.

That was how the Order found her, covering in the blood of her mother and brother and rocking. She was muttering incoherently, as if she was having a conversation but they were only hearing one side.

"Hermione, it's Tonks. We're here to take you to Hogwarts. It's the new HQ since it was compromised." Tonks told the quietly muttering young girl.

Hermione's eyes snapped to hers unseeingly. "We will be safe there. "But it's our home, we can't leave" I know, but he'll be back. "So. Let him come." Please. "We can't leave." There is nothing left for us here. "Fine""

Tonks, only hearing one side of the conversation, placed a worried hand on her shoulder. "Hermione?"

Hermione focused on her and Tonks barely noticed her eyes become darker, but the fact her roots also darkened escaped everyone's notice. "I will go with you. For them."

Tonks nodded and grabbed Hermione's arm. She nodded at the others and they all activated Portkeys. When the spinning stopped they were in the Hospital wing and Hermione had fainted.

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