Chapter 9

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She was falling.

She could not see.

It was dark.

Black was everywhere. 

She was falling. 

She try to frail her arms.

She was falling. 

She could not see the end. 

She was falling. 

She was dead.



She began to slow down. She crashed. Into a dark room. She was hurt everywhere. She could soft music. The music reminded her of the lullabies her mother used. She was reminded of how she could never feel her mother's touch or how she could never be in her father's embrace.  

Soft tears cascaded down her cheeks. She started crying. Pulling her knees to chest, she was on a an edge, she began to rock back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth.

Regulus couldn't bear to watch to girlfriend crying

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Regulus couldn't bear to watch to girlfriend crying. He felt like crying himeself. He had no idea where he was. He was dead. He knew that.  What he didn't know was how and why had he died. He stood up and hugged her. 

Hermione didn't know who was hugging her. She was in a panic. She pushed the figure back and stood on her shaking legs. She collected her fist in front of her and stood in a fighting stance. 

"Hey! Calm down. It's just me." A soothing voice echoed in the empty room. A spotlight on the pair. "Regulus..." Hermione stammered. She couldn't think. He there was her. She thought he left her.

He stepped forward and hugged her. After sharing a short sweet kiss, he lifted her chin and said, "I will never leave you." She knew he wouldn't, but she still gave him an hug. They stayed like that for a moment. 

A rustle followed

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A rustle followed. They were alerted of an another presence in the room. A spotlight shone on the figure. Covered in an dark cloak and holding an scythe, she/he held themselves with power. A pair of eyes shone from under the cloak, like two shining rubies. 

Hermione wanted to fall at the figure's feet and curl like a ball, sleep and never get up

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Hermione wanted to fall at the figure's feet and curl like a ball, sleep and never get up. 

"I do love drama." Drawled a mysterious voice, a voice that echoed through the room  making it feel like the person is everyone. 

























































Author's Note

Sorry for the short chapter. 

I have exam going on so..... yeah. :) 

I might update tomorrow though.


*sneeze* 

I might have caught Writer's Block. 

*headache* 

I will take medicine by drowning myself in fanfiction to cure my disease. Don't WORRY. 

I WILL BE BACK!!!!!!

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