A/N This story might actually have a plot...BEWARE.

Hermione's POV

We went to our dormitories to put on warmer clothes before going into Hogsmeade. I couldn't believe it was already the end of November.

I wore a pink sweater and some jeans. Millie emerged from behind her bed and she was wearing skinny jeans, dark brown Uggs, a pink sweater, and a silver scarf and beanie.

"Let's hop to it then." She said and we sauntered out the room.

We met up with Harry and Ron in Hogsmeade.

"Shall we go to Honeydukes?" Harry asked.

"Heh heh, 'shall.'" Millie giggled. Harry crinkled his nose in a playful manner.

"I have to pee, I'm runnin'" Ron proclaimed. He took off.

"I'll...go with him." I said, picking up on Harry's silent plea.

Millie's POV

"You gonna run too?" Harry asked me.

"Nah, I can't run for my life. Seriously, if I have any trouble I'm screwed."

Harry laughed, but not whole-heartedly.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing its just...Nevermind. Hey, Millie?" He stammered.

"Sup?"

His eyebrows crinkled for a second at my California slang, but then he shook it off and said, "Will you-OH MY GOD!"

"Uh, sure. OH MY GOD." I laughed, but then looked up to the place where he stared, with eyes as big as saucers and a mouth hanging so low that he could most likely swallow an owl whole.

In the sky there was a big black cloud thing that that seemed like a skull with a snake protruding from its mouth.

"Oh. My. MUFFIN! We never have clouds like that in Cali! I need a picture!" I excitedly blabbered.

"Uh, Millie, er...That's not something good here." He said, pulling me into Honeydukes.

"What wrong with it?" I asked innocently.

"That's the Dark Mark!" I must of had a quizzical look on my face, because he continued. "The symbol of You-know-who."

"Oh yeah, good old Voldie. Tommy. Marvin. Marvolo? I like Marvin. Marvolo sounds like a dishwasher detergent or something."

"Get back. To safety." Harry ordered.

"Hell no. And if you plan on killing Voldemort, I suggest you do it somewhere that isn't named 'Honeydukes.'"

Befoer he had a chance to respond, though, the door to the evilly-named sweet shoppe burst down followed by a bright light.

To men in masks came in-I recognized one as Lucious Malfoy-followed by a pale-almost-green slimy-seeming man without a nose. I figured her must be Voldemort.

"Harry Potter. Fancy meeting you here." A death-eater said.

"Silence." Voldie ordered. "He's mine."

A woman with bouncy hair hopped around in the room breaking things. She reminded me of an older version of myself, only...evil.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Voldemort shouted as the shop keeper reached for his wand.

I lifted my right foot, the one who's boot contained my wand, and Lucious pointed his at me menecingly.

"What? I'm itchy." I said.

He sighed and looked around the room.

I quickly grabbed my wand and held it behind my back.

"Now, Harry. My chance has come." Tommy continued. He lifted his wand, and I whispered, "Expelleramous" making his wand shoot out of his hand.

He and the death-eaters looked around the room, in search of the spell-caster, but I had already put my wand back in my boot and was pretending to check my nails.

Voldemort seemed befuddled, but recovered and said, "Accio Wand." The second time, I shouted, "Expecto Petronum!"

Everyone was confused as a huge irridescent hippopatomous bounded around the room. I motioned to Harry, Ron, and Hermione and we ran out of the room.

I silently slipped back in the room and uttered, "Crucio." Voldemort has a new enemy.

"You're an idiot." Harry sighed.

"I saved your ass, didn't I?"

Group hug!

Suddenly, I felt a force pulling me out of the group hug. I turned and saw that it was the unknown death-eater.

"You're coming with me, girl."

"I have a name! It's Lavender Brown." Ron widened his eyes.

And with that, It was dark.

Exciting, huh? Yeah, Millie's pretty chill.