Drawn to the darkness

Part one

There she was in this dark room with her friends with just the glow from these strange orbs and their wands goading there way. She could here Harry counting and looking frantically for his godfather. Suddenly Harry stopped causing the whole group to follow suit.

Hermione looked over to her friend who had this frantic defeated look in his eyes he was now screaming this is it he should be right here. Hermione could feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand up something was wrong this didn't feel right. It was looking more and more like a trap like she had suggested before they had left on this little adventure.

Next thing she know Neville looks over to them pointing at one of the orbs and tells Harry it has your name on it. Harry looks to where his friend is pointing and see what he is talking about. He starts to walk closer to the orb feeling drawn to it.

Once he picks it up her hears a voice say "The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies".

Right then Hermione looks over and from the shadows she sees a cloaked masked person slowly come from out of the depth of darkness that surrounds them. At this point Hermione knows they are fucked she calls out to Harry to make him and her friends aware of the threat that has appeared.

As this new threat walks slowly towards Hermione and her group of friend they come closer together to form a tight group. Hermione hears Harry asking this new threat about his good father but all she can focus on is the darkness behind the threat. She still has the feeling of being in danger but there is another feeing that is trying to make its self known and the longer they stay here the stronger it's getting.

She knows she should be focused on this threat that's right in front of her but she can't. She hears the man in the mask speak back to Harry but she has no clue what he said to focused on the darkness behind him. She squints her eyes trying to see if she can see anything but to no avail she can't. As time slowly moves by she is able to words to the feelings she is having it's a hopeful anticipation like the one you get on Christmas morning waiting to open your presents.

Coming to the realization of these emotions she try's to shake them off she must be going mad she thinks. They are in the middle of a very dangerous situation and yet she got butterflies. Right as she was about to focus back on to the task at hand she heard the most magical voice come from out of the darkness she had been focused on. 

Author note: I don't own anything from the Harry Potter world. Also this is my first time ever writing so if you read this please be nice and let me know how I am doing.