Voldemort wins, only just. Hermione runs, and is chased by Severus Snape. After so many years, he catches her, and everything she ran from is just a horrible, confusing mess. "...I took what was left of Severus, his memories, his essence, his hair, his meager possessions, and I started to plan. His reward became my reward, all of a sudden. Of course, I was disappointed that you had tried to run, that you got caught... But you are mine, my just, sweet desserts..."