LLL- Hey sorry for the wait, but I hope you enjoy and I hope everyone had a great Christmas/Hanukah/ Kwanza. Enjoy!
*Hermione's POV*
I float casually over the tombstones and stare at the place of the body I've just disintegrated in front of the whole wizard world. A part of me is happy that the monster who despises muggle borns is dead, but something still doesn't feel right. I know I did the right thing by killing him, but did I do it for the right reason? The power within me is telling me it was right, but my mind is screaming that I've just made the greatest mistake of my life. Victoria drifts next to me and leans onto my shoulder.
"What's wrong? You look as if you've seen death himself."
I shake my head, not even noticing the strange smile plastered upon my face. "It's nothing. That just felt a little ...different."
"I'm not surprised. To be honest, I'd be slightly worried if you didn't have a little regret after using that much hell fire with that little effect."
"Little effect?"
"Hell fire can kill a normal wizard or witch after using as much as you did. They wouldn't be able to control it so it'd have spread by now if you weren't as good as you are."
"Spread how far?"
She shrugs. "Through the earth, tearing holes through dimensions not even recognized, destroying the time line as we know it." My stomach lurches a bit at the thought of every society being destroyed. "There is only one place that can withstand the flames of hell fire."
"And where is that?"
"Hell." She aparates and I slump my shoulders. I could've guessed that. I look down at the dress Bellatrix let me have. It's relatively easy to move in. I don't know how, but I know what I'm doing is right. It'll turn out for the best. I just wonder what Snape must be thinking right now.
*Snape's POV*
"What the hell is she thinking?" I jog back to my room and waiting for me is Potter and Weasley. I enter my sleeping quarters and gather everything I may need to go after her,
"We're coming with you."
Turning around, I raise an eyebrow. "What?"
Weasley stares up at the ceiling. "I thought this was a closet," he gawks.
Harry shoves him. "Focus."
"Right, sorry."
Shaking his head, Harry turns his attention back to me. "We are coming with you. We know you're going after Hermione and we want in."
"Forget it."
"We have just as much reason to look for her as you do."
"Trust me. You don't."
"She may be your lover, but she's our friend. She's like a sister to us, we've known her since our first year. You've never lost someone like that, have you?" A picture of Lily pops into my head. "And besides, we either come with you or we're just going to go on our own."
"Fine. You can come but if you nuisances get in my way I'm going to..."
"Snape. We're teenagers. Face it. We're going to get in your way one way or another." I shake my head with a brash sigh and continue packing my bag. "Go get ready. Be under the Whomping Willow in ten minutes. Don't get locked in by ANYONE. I'm sure they are securing the dorms after what just happened." After three more minutes of packing, i make my way to the Whomping Willow. The sky is darkened with large black clouds and illuminated with lightning. The castle rarely has bad weather, but this doesn't look like something nature could produce. If so, I'm slightly impressed with the purple lightning.
Being slightly blown by the wind gusts, Ron and Harry exit run towards me. Gasping for air, they reach me.
"Ready?" I ask. They nod and I grab their hands. "Hold on." The extra weight makes it hard to apparate, but I somehow push through. We land roughly on top of freshly trimmed hedges.
"A little warning would have been nice." Ron mumbles. I slide down and we stand in front of the phone booth. They follow me inside and I dial the numbers that get us moving down.
"Are you sure the ministry of magic was the best first place to go looking for the worlds most feared person?"
"Don't question my decisions." The phone booth hits ground level and we exit. Unlike on a normal basis, the ministry is completely vacant. The air feels cold and dry, accompanied by an uneasy feeling.
"Something isn't right." Harry whispers.
"I'm glad you've caught on" We walk through large corridors, only hearing the echo of our footsteps off of the walls. Finally, we come to a stop, in front of a door that reads: THE MINISTER OF MAGIC. "Take out your wands, but don't fire unless you know who you're firing at." I open the door and to everyone's surprise except mine, Hermione stands next to the dead body of the Minister Of Magic. I guess it's fair to say he isn't dead. His body is dark blue and shriveled. He's just soulless.
Her eyes can't focus on all three of us so she glares only at me. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"I'm saving you from the monster you've become."
"Monster? I became this way to save your life. TO help us and everyone else."
"How can this," I ask, pointing to the minister's empty shell," help anyone but yourself?"
"Wow Severus," Victoria says, walking next to Hermione. "That's not something very nice to say to someone trying to help you."
"You're filling her mind with shit."
"Uh uh uh. Let's not forget this is the girl who killed Voldemort."
"Just to pick where he left off?"
"No, to destroy what he started."
"How dare you..."
"Snape," Hermione says. "She's right. With Voldemort gone I can gain at least a little control of what mudbloods really are. The creators of wizarding society itself and I'm going to let everyone know that." She clinches her stomach slightly in what appears to be pain.
"She's brain washing you. All you're doing is making everyone hate you more."
Her eyes turn red and she walks up to me. "Do you hate me Snape?" Her breath is cold on my neck and I listen to her silky voice. "I love you and I know you feel the same about me. So just help me out. Help me bring this world to its knees." I push her away, only feeling my heart flood with poison.
"Those aren't the eyes I fell in love with." At those words, she clinches her stomach again and her eyes go back to their normal color, filling with tears. As she backs away, Victoria steps in front of her.
"I think it's time for you to leave. Permanently."
*Hermione's POV*
I watch as she advances on my friends and my lover. My stomach feels as if someone is sticking hot needles in it, but my awareness is a little more powerful.
"Wait Victoria," I say weakly. She stops moving and glare back at me.
"I don't think so." Without even using her want, all three of their wands escape their grip and fly across the office. She points at Ron while holding her hand up at the others and jeers, "Crucio."
Ron falls to the floor grunting in outright pain. I close my eyes so I can't see him, but the screeches get louder and Harry and Severus try to escape but are enabled of movement. My stomach lurches and burns like acid is trying to find its way out. Being overcome by the pain and torture of seeing my friends hurt, I grab Victoria's head. Slowly, shadows flood into her mouth and she screams. After another five seconds, her eyes close and she sinks to the floor, unconscious. The pain travels up my heart and the last thing I see is Snape's face.
*Snape's POV*
I decide to take Hermione back to Hogwarts. Ron and Harry disagreed but I know I can trust Dumbledore.
Together, me Ron, Harry, and Dumbledore stand at Hermione's bedside. Even unconscious, she jerks dangerously in her pain. A tear escapes my eye as I look at her.
"What do you think is wrong with her," I ask Dumbledore.
"I'm assuming it's all of the dark magic she's been using. It's finally taking a toll on her."
"I wouldn't be so sure about that," Madam Pomfrey says. She glides her wand over Hermione a third time. She walks in front of me and Dumbledore with a somewhat worried look on her face.
"What is it?"
"This girl is a little sick but not from dark magic. I'm not sure if you will take this as good or bad news but..."
"...?"
"Hermione Granger is Pregnant." Everyone's mouth hits the floor and there is a loud thump next to her bed. We all look over at Harry and he glances up at us.
"Yep. Ron fainted."
"There must be a mistake. We only... It was only once and it was two days ago. There is no way."
"I'm afraid there is away and it has happened."
"Albus... Can Sirians have children?"
"They can but they shouldn't."
"Congratulations Severus," Pomfrey says with a smile on her face. "You're a father."
LLL- Ha. Bet you didn't see that one coming. Don't get too scared now. It's much better than it sounds. I'm kind of afraid this chapie went waay to fast and wasnt very good but too late now. Oh and now for my announcement of sorrow. Shonen jump, the manga producers of manga such as Dragon Ball Z, Bleech, Naruto, Bakuman, and One Piece, has announced that they are letting out a digital web magazine that you can get on using things such as smart phones and ipads. But when this is enforced, they will no longer make hard copy mangas, which makes me want to cry being that I have loved shonen jump for many years and I don't have an ipad. First tokyopop, now this. I don't think they can kill manga any more than they've already done. Oh check out my facebook LordLossLove. And please review. Bye Bye