The Order of the Phoenix | Hermione Granger x Male Reader (Book Five)

33. The End Of Fifth Year

Y/N's POV

I made my way to an area named the Atrium. I rushed out and sprinted to find Bellatrix. I could see her and I ran to where she was.

"Hogwarts has made you soft boy," Bellatrix told me, "the Dark Lord would be disgusted, you couldn't even finish my dear cousin."

I gritted my teeth. "He was my father."

Bellatrix taunted me, I knew I still had to pretend to be on Voldemort's side but anger was consuming me. Consuming me to the point where everything felt numb and all I could see red.

"CRUCIO!" I yelled. The anger consuming me so much I didn't care I had stooped to such a low level.

Bellatrix squirmed in pain before recovering, I fighted the urge to curse her again. "Very good boy, you know how to use an Unforgivable Curse. You mean it...very good..."

I couldn't say anything because Harry had burst into the Atrium. "STUPEFY!"

Bellatrix easily defelcted it and fought back.
"Potter, I'm going to give you one chance!" shouted Bellatrix. "Give me the prophecy and I may spare your life!"

"Well, you're going to have to kill me, because it's gone!" Harry roared. "And he knows! Your dear old mate Voldemort knows it's gone! He's not going to be happy with you, is he?"

I couldn't help Harry here, it would be too obvious to Bellatrix that I wasn't on her side. He was on his own, whilst both were distracted I ran to hide behind a wall where neither could see me.

"What? What do you mean?" she cried, and for the first time there was fear in her voice.

"It's gone." Harry repeated.

"LIAR! YOU'VE GOT IT, POTTER, AND YOU WILL GIVE IT TO ME! Accio prophecy! ACCIO PROPHECY!"

Harry laughed madly. "Nothing there! Nothing to summon! It smashed and nobody heard what it said, tell your boss that!"

"No!" she screamed. "It isn't true, you're lying! MASTER, I TRIED, I TRIED - DO NOT PUNISH ME-"

"Don't waste your breath!" yelled Harry. "He can't hear you from here!"

"Can't I, Potter?" said a high, cold voice.

Voldemort was here. I couldn't face him, I couldn't let him figure out Dumbledore's plan for me. I had to leave, I couldn't let Voldemort know I was here, I focused on closing my mind so that if Voldemort tried to read my mind for my location, he couldn't. I needed Harry to distract him. Whilst Bellatrix was grovelling for Voldemort's forgiveness, I crawled to where I had come from, only to see Dumbledore coming.

"Sir...please, let me go back to Hogwarts. I don't want him to know, I don't want to face him." I pleaded, terror in my voice. I feared Voldemort, I feared what he was going to do with me. All I wanted was for this nightmare to end, for me to finish this year and then start my hellish journey as one of Voldemort's.

Dumbledore looked at me sympathetically. "This is a Portkey to the Hospital Wing. Take it, I have to help Harry..."

I grabbed the object and closed my eyes. When I reopened them, I was in the middle of the Hospital Wing. Madam Pomfrey looked at me, concern in her eyes before ushering me to a bed.

After she had treated to my wounds, I was left alone. No one in the room. I screamed, I let out yells of pain and agony, and for the first time since Sirius' death, I cried. I cried and cried until it all went black.

"'In a brief statement on Friday night, Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge confirmed that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has returned to this country and is once more active.