Who's Who and Who killed You Know Who

The wrong Hermione

Ron, Harry and Hermione crashed to the ground once they hit their location, Hermione being the first to get up and order the boys to get up as well.

“Come on guys get up we need to keep moving!” She orders.

“What on earth is your problem today? We almost get killed and then you’re all brave and what not and now your ordering us around as if we aren’t doing our best, tell us already!” Ron defends.

“Ah… Hermione where are we? Harry asks once he had looked around closely.

They were in some sort of house but it was dark and smelt like dust, there was a stair case which leads to a room that was open and the light was on.

Hermione’s face bubbled and changed shape, her hair started to turn black and suddenly she wasn’t the girl that Ron and Harry knew anymore.

“A place I call home” the strange woman shrieked. “Do you remember me… Harry Potter?” she smirked.

“Bellatrix Lestrange? Where’s Hermione?!” Harry questioned.

“YOU BETTER NOT HAVE HURT HER!” Ron yelled.

Bellatrix pointed up the staircase to the room that was open, there was a chair sitting just inside the door and there sat Hermione with a wand held to her head by a cloaked figure.

Ron went to grab at his wand but harry stopped him.

“Don’t that’s what she is hoping for you to do” Harry whispered. Ron slowly lowered his wand back into his pocket.

“Pity, Pity” Bellatrix says while twirling her hair with her wand. “Could have used a bit of excitement, ha ha ha ha ha” she cackles loudly.

“Don’t push your luck Bellatrix!” Harry forces out.

“Oh… that’s right, I killed your only family that was left you must truly and utterly hate me for that”. She teases. Harry tenses his jaw slightly, holding back his rage. “I killed Serious Black, you gonna get me?” Bellatrix sang as she skipped circles around the boys. “Your nothing compared to the dark lord Harry” She whispers into Harry’s ear as she passed.

“Enough Bellatrix, I think you’ve had enough time to play, leave them to me”. A voice echoed. A hooded figure stood before Harry and Ron, the life draining from both boys faces and going pale yet again as they did when they faced their biggest fears, but no fear compares to this one, Lord Voldemort.

A/N  Just thought you might like to know, Harry Potter is one of my most favourite movies of all time, What's your favourite movie? I'm interested to know.