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A Witch in Middle Earth

Prologue

The noise was deafening as a jet of green colored magic whizzed past my head. I quickly muttered a curse and threw myself over a head stone to hide behind it.

“Bloody hell Hermione, Be careful!” a familiar voice cried out over the sounds of magic blasts. I turned to see a red head, freckled faced Ron glaring at me. The headstone we were hiding behind suddenly exploded and I yanked Ron out of the way as Death Eaters swarmed closer. I dragged Ron with me as I ran backwards away from the followers of Voldemort over uneven ground. I suddenly toppled over, tripping over a tree root. As I fell, Ron came with me. Our faces both turned a shade of red not unlike Ron’s hair as we realized how we had fallen. As it was, we were both in a compromising position, with Ron lying heavily on top of me. We stared at each other for a moment.

“Hey you two, LOOK ALIVE!” Harry shouted from behind another headstone a few feet away, dazzling the eyes of the approaching Death Eaters with a jet sparks. Ron quickly jumped to his feet, offering a hand to help me up as a few members of the Order of the Phoenix ran past to confront the Death Eaters.

“Look out!” I heard Harry shout moments before I was blinded by a flash of green light. My sight returned quickly, but I found myself wishing it hadn’t. I watched in horror as Ron’s eyes widened in surprise, a gasp escaping his lips.

As if in slow motion, he whispered my name then collapsed to his knees and fell backwards, creating a macabre J. I stood paralyzed with shock, but a bloodcurdling scream I had hardly thought I could produce escaped from me. I knelt next to Ron’s lifeless body, and I took his body in my arms. Molly and Arthur Weasley joined me then. The two parents immediately started to grieve for Ron, I was still too stunned. It was too unbelievable that Ron was dead. He’d always been there for me and Harry. I then looked up and realized that Ron’s murderer was Bellatrix Lestrange. Anger welled up inside me and I raced forward to meet her head on.

“Hermione Wait!” Harry ordered, grabbing me by the shoulders to stop me.

“Harry, she killed Ron! She KILLED him!” I hissed, brushing his hands from my shoulders and continued to run. Bellatrix was going to pay if it was the last thing I ever did on this earth.

“Hermione come back.” I heard Tonks yell. “It’s too dangerous!” I didn’t care. I launched myself at Bellatrix Lestrange like a wild cat. I grabbed her by the waist and we both toppled to the ground, clawing and punching each other. We both lost grip on our wands as we fought. Bellatrix practically growled as she struggled to free herself from my grasp. We both noticed her wand nearby and a vicious scrabble to get to it first ensued. The fighting around us intensified as ours did as well. I threw Bellatrix off of me and grabbed her wand. She lunged at me as I rose to my feet.

“AVADA KEDAVERA!” I shouted. Her body crumbled to the ground.