Hermione stood in the doorway of the classroom on the seventh floor, her eye's fixated on the point where Draco Malfoy had disappeared. The temperature suddenly felt as if it had halved, when Draco left Hermione felt as if all the warmth went with him. A large bang brought her into reality, her head snapped up. I need to help my friends, was all she could think as she raced down the hallway in a sprint.

Hermione knew this castle like the back of her hands yet she barely noticed her surroundings as she desperately ran towards the noise of the fighting. She wasn't far along when she literally bumped into Horace Slughorn winding around a corner with a bottle of potion in his hands. She reflexively pulled out her wand and jumped back, ready to attack.

"Professor!" She gasped and lowered her wand as she realised he wasn't the enemy. "How is everyone?"

"No casualties that I've seen so far, thank Merlin. The good thing is, the Death Eaters don't seem to have realised that we knew about the attack. The lack of students and the shear force or defense has taken them by surprise." He looked overly flustered, but she supposed that wasn't entirely out of character.

"Well I suppose that is good news." Hermione was starting to feel slightly less panicked than she had before. "We might actually have the upper hand for once!"

"Don't get complacent Hermione, hopefully they should back off for another time but more could be on the way." He shot her a meaningful look and continued on his way.

Without a second to waste she was on her way after him. Hermione turned another corner to see Death Eater and Order of the Phoenix members locked into battle, spells were flying everywhere, it was hard to make out what was going on. There was debris lying around from missed spells and broken windows everywhere.

As she made her way forwards, a jet of green shot by Hermione missing her by inches She dived behind a nearby stack of bricks, turned around and shot back a stunning spell in an instant. She grinned when she saw she had met her target, a crumpled death eater lay on the floor. Down the hallway she could see Harry and Fred locked in battle with Alecto and Amycus Carrow. It was a very tight battle, although both Fred and Harry are skilled wizards the Carrows are so used to inflicting pain on others together that they worked extremely well as a team, and because of this they were fairly evenly matched. Hermione let out an uncharacteristic growl. If Harry was stuck here, he wouldn't be around to 'kill' Draco. On this note she headed the hallway as fast as she could.

"ALARTE ASCENDARE!" Hermione yelled at the top of her lungs, her temper moving her beyond the point where she could use silent spells. At this Amycus was thrown violently into the air and with a sickening thud, hit the wall and slid to the ground with a pool of blood already appearing from his head.

Alecto screamed with frustration at the sight of her dear brother lying on the floor. She spun around, her eye's filled with nothing but hate, and a grimace on her face that looked more animal than human. She started firing spells off with increased intensity, but she was no match for the three of them on her own.

After a quick stunning spell from Fred hitting it's mark and with a final "Sectumsempra!" from Harry, Alecto joined her brother on the floor. Hermione didn't look at the two for a second longer than she had to, the sight of the blood was making her feel sick to her stomach more than she already was.

She turned to the other two. "Harry, you need to find Draco." She looking at him pleadingly. "Please, this is the only chance that we will get."

"Of course Hermione. I was on my way to him when we got stuck with those two idiots." He gave her a quick squeeze on the arm and turned around to head back up the hallway. "Go help the others!" he called back over his shoulder.

"Oh, thank God for Harry."Fred raised his eyes at Hermione. "If he didn't remind me of the others I would have been down at the Hogshead having a firewhiskey!"

Hermione rolled her eyes and yanked on his harm. "Let's just go!"

With that the two headed back through the castle, towards the sound of the commotion. It seemed most of the fight was happening in the entrance hall and had spilled out onto the grounds. Fred gave her a quick nod and was off to help George and his mother, who were in a tight battle. Hermione was on her way to help Neville and Luna who looked like they were struggling, when she heard her name screamed out.

"HERMIONE!"

She turned quickly and only had a split second to catch the sight of Ginny sprinting across the room with Ron only a few steps behind her and a masked Death Eater with a wand raised in her direction. Before she even had a chance to react to what she saw, Hermione gasped as she was jolted back and wrapped her arms around herself as she felt a warmth spreading through her stomach. She lifted up one hand to her face to see it covered in blood, her hand dropped to her side and the last sight she had was of Ginny and Ron's horrified expressions as they ran towards her, before everything faded into darkness...

A/N: Hope that chapter was okay! I feel as though fight type scenes are a weakness of mine and there's another one coming haha... Let me know what you're thinking :)