I promise (book one)

Chapter 1~ He's not dead

(Hermione)

We all waited in front of the castle, figures began rising in the distance. Among them we saw Hagrid, relief rushed over me. That was until we saw his face. Tears were streaming down leaving marks in there way. In his arms was the boy-who-lived dead.

Voldemort grinned from ear to ear. That bitch Bellatrix laughed mockingly. They said the words no one wanted to hear.

"Harry potter. Is dead."

They laughed cruelly at us. With tears in my eyes I grabbed my wand. I was ready to fight. Someone pulled it back down. I looked to my side to see a flash of white hair.

Malfoy.

"Come now Draco!" Voldemort sang.

I looked to him with pleading eyes. I had just saved him not too long ago.

"Draco! Draco don't be stupid!"  father said fearfully.

"Draco come." His mother said softly.

He looked to Harry. Then muttered something under his breath. He eyes found their way back to me. Tears behind them, as if he was begging for forgiveness. He turned away and walked off.

I opened my mouth in protest. He turned back looking right at me. His eyes told me to be quiet. For once, I did what he wanted.

"Welcome Draco." Voldemort said with a smirk as he hugged him then sent him on his way. "And now it is time to declare yourself. Come forward and join us, or die."

Draco gave me another look. As if begging not to speak out. I was ready to do so anyway until Neville beat me too it.

Neville stepped forward. Voldemort looked as if he was holding back a laugh.

"Well I thought we'd do a bit better than that." He laughed as Bellatrix followed in suit. Soon all of the death eaters were laughing.

"I.. I'd like to say something." Neville began.

"I think we'd all be facilitated to hear what you have too say." Voldemort grinned. "Only too bad you will not get to say it. Crucio!" He yelled. Neville fell to the ground. His eyes wide open. He chest stopped moving. All of us stood in silence. Draco's eyes meet mine once more and then he left following his parents.

"Alright everyone." Voldemort said with a smirk. "Chain them up! All of them! Separate by blood I want all pure-bloods chained and sent to the manor! They will get their dark marks. All half-bloods will be given a chance to prove their loyalty. And all mud-bloods." Voldemort said eyeing me down. "Chain them up and put them in the cellar of the manor."

"Hermione!" Ron yelled.

"Get the blood traitor!" Bellatrix yelled. On command a handful of death eaters swarmed Ron.

"Ron!" I screamed.

Before I knew what was happening I was chained with some of my fellow students, and we we're being sent to the manor. The place of my nightmares. I turned once more looking at Hagrid. I noticed Harry shift slightly in Hagrid arms. No one else seemed to though. Keeping my mouth shut I over heard the death eaters telling Hagrid he could keep Harry's body. "Not much someone can do with a dead boy." They laughed. I knew that boy is not dead