More Than Magic (Hermione x Male reader)

Year 7 - What Is It

Ron, Hermione and I creep carefully to the end of the corridor and peer slowly around the corner and see the doors disappear. We are about to follow when we see the Death Eater Greyback the one that took out my dad he saw me and smiled. I took my wand out and he grind evilly as if he was waiting for a chance to fight me then Ron and Hermione were at my side. 

"No go help Harry find out what Draco is up to," I said.

"Are you mad he'll kill you," Hermine said. 

"No he won't," I said and Hermione must have seen the look on my face because she nodded and with a small cry took Ron into the room of Requirement. 

"I'm going to enjoy this boy your father was a weak man I hope you will offer more of a challenge," Greyback said.

"Oh, I will make sure to give you a fight you will remember," I said.

"That mean you expect to die here?" Greyback said.

"No but I am gonna beat you so bad you run away with your tail between your legs like the coward you are," I said.

We both fired a spell at one another instantaneously and they met in the middle in an explosion of magical force. We were then locked in a battle as we fired as many spells as we could at one another it was continuous spell after spell. I was doing everything I could it was harder for me to keep up I was holding mine so far but I was mostly defending myself. Soon enough he had worn me down and I was panting as he continued to hit me with spells then one hit and I lost my footing.

"Ha ha ha looks like your time has run out," Greyback said as he stepped closer.

"Not yet," I said.

I hit him with a stunning spell and he fell I keep on hitting him and he could do anything he hit me with a spell and I was thrown back but once I was back on my feet he was gone.

"Damn," I said.

The doors to the room of requirement opened and Harry, Ron and Hermione came out on brooms followed by fire. Harry took what I assumed was the diadem and stabbed it with the fang and black smoke bust from it Ron then kicked it into the room of requirement as the door closed. I looked at them and saw that Harry was on the ground looking weak and a little shaken so I bent down to him. 

"Harry what is it," I said.

"Ron, you once asked me if I thought he felt it Voldemort when we destroy a Horcrux, when we destroy a piece of his soul," Harry said.

Ron and Hermione wait as I stand and Hermioen takes my hand. 

"He does," Harry said.

"Now what," I said.

Harry looks up and then, meets our eyes. 

"It's the snake. She's the last one. The last Horcrux," Harry said.

"Where will he take her?" Ron said. 

"Someplace safe," Hermione said. 

"No. He'll keep her close," Harry said

As Harry wipes his brow, grazing his scar, trying to dispel the pain he feels Ron studies him intently. 

"Look inside him, Harry," Ron said. 

Hermione turns and looks at Ron. Then Harry does as well he then glances at me and I nod. 

"Find out where he is. If we find him, we find the snake. Then we're one step closer to ending this," Ron said.

Hermione studies Harry and Ron as they stare silently at one another. Finally, Harry closes his eyes. For a moment nothing. Then his eyelids dance with movement. He winces. Harry twitches. His eyes flutter open. The sounds of battle are no longer distant. Hermione and Ron wait expectantly. Harry nods. 

"I know where he is," Harry said.

As we pelt through the madness, Hermione gasps, catching sight of Lavender as she falls to the ground. Hermione's eyes shift, and spy Greyback, lips still glistening with Lavender's blood, staring at her. He smiles and starts forward... 

"NO!" Hermione said her wand flashes. 

A deafening blast. Greyback takes it straight to the chest, pitches up into the air and drops. Unmoving. We race away from the burning castle. In the distance part of the Dark Forest burns, trees shedding sparks into the sky like scarlet feathers. Shadows do battle in the distant dark. Screams shatter the night. A thunderous shock wave as a giant lurches into view, swinging one of the Quidditch gaols, the golden ring dripping blood. Seeing the trio, it whips the ringdown, strafing them with threads of blood, but missing them, narrowly, scooping out a massive chunk of earth instead. It groans in anger and lumbers stupidly off as we race on.

Harry, Ron, Hermione and I pick our way forward, moving quietly through the eerie light, then stopping within the safety of the shadows. We watch Voldemort step into view and extend the wand. In the mercurial light, it looks like a living thing. 

"Why doesn't it work for me?" Voldemort said.

"You have performed extraordinary magic with this wand, my Lord. In the last few hours alone --" Snape said. 

"No! I am extraordinary! But the wand resists me!" Voldemort said. 

Snape studies Voldemort in the half-light, then his eyes shift to Nagini, who skims slowly over the wooden floor, circling the two wizards. 

"There is no wand more powerful. Ollivander himself said it. Tonight, when the boy comes to you, it will not fail you, I am sure. It answers to you and you only," Snape said. 

"Does it?" Voldemort said.

Voldemort holds the wand to the wavering light again, his eyes on Snape. 

"My Lord?" Snape said. 

"The wand. Does it truly answer tome?" Voldemort said. 

Snape says nothing. For a moment, he and Voldemort stand perfectly still, two faces in the darkness, the only sound the lapping of the lake. Harry studies Snape'sface calm, composed then notes the hand concealed behind his back, twitching with tension. 

"You're a clever man, Severus. Surely you must know," Voldemort said. 

Snape remains silent. His gaze shifts to Nagini, still skimming slowly over the floor. 

"Where, Severus? Where does its loyalty lie?" Voldemort said. 

Snape looks away from Nagini, and sees Voldemort staring at him. 

"With you, of course, my Lord," Snape said.

Voldemort stares long at Snape, then, finally speaks. 

"The Elder Wand cannot serve me properly, Severus, because I am not its true master," Voldemort said. 

I look to Hermione and she is just as surprised as Ron and Harry but I had already put the pieces together I know what was going on.

"What is it," She said in a low voice.