Who's Who and Who killed You Know Who

Love?

“Hey Harry?” Ron asked curiously, “Why isn’t Voldemort still alive exactly? I mean we still have the last horxrux in our possession, we haven’t destroyed it yet!” Harry frowned slightly then looked over at the shrivelled white body laying on the ground.

“Oi! The attention should be on me not him you imbeciles! The reason why he isn’t alive is due to the fact that I have already destroyed all the horcruxes” Hermione explained, waving her hands around, Ron flinched, thinking a spell was coming their way.

“But how?!? We still have one?” Ron asked looking over at Harry in confusion.

“Oh wow you’re seriously going to ask me that? Isn’t it obvious! The horcrux you have is a fake ok I switched them!” She stumbled backwards slightly as if she was weak then regained her strength.

“You mean to say that while we have been working our butts off trying to get these horcruxes, you had already gotten them all and destroyed them as well as replacing them with fakes! We could have worked together, we could have defeated him together, you would have gotten glory, attention, everything you wanted but you decided to choose the wrong path… you are not the same Hermione, Harry and I became friends with, and certainly not the same Hermione I fell in love with. You’re practically a stranger…” Exclaimed Ron sadly. Hermione’s eyes softened and a tear was visible at the corner of her left eye.

“Love?” She asked. Harry backed away slowly as to let the two have their little moment. Hermione’s eyes hardened again and she frowned.

“NO!” She snapped, “You’re distracting me!”She pulled herself away from Ron and burrowed her face in her hands. “Why would you do that!” Hermione screamed pulling out her wand and directed it at Ron’s face holding it threateningly with a tight grip of anger. Ron raised his arms in defeat and Harry stepped in to calm Hermione.

“Lower your wand Hermione what use would it be?” Harry asked cautiously.  Hermione cackled and lowered her wand, she found this amusing somehow. Harry and Ron look at each other and mentally asked “is she as insane as we think?”, they traded worried glances as they tried to back away once more.

“Do you think we finally broke her?” Ron whispered to Harry holding back the giggles himself unlike Hermione Laugh a lot over there.

“I can hear youuuu” Hermione sang.

“Hey Ron, you know Hermione very closely right?” Harry asked wiggling his eyebrows, drawing a pair of rolled eyes out of his friend “Has she always had that key around her neck?”

A/N I dedicate this part of my story to one of my best friends Olivia, she gave me the inspiration when I couldn't think of anything else to write, she helped me fix my story up a bit and gave me a few scentences to go off of so thank you to her she's the best!