Dark Love

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  • Published: 15 Jul 2014
  • Updated: 29 Dec 2014
  • Status: Complete
Did You-Know-Who really die? Or, did he fake it, plotting the biggest war the world, Muggle or Witch/wizard has ever known?

Dramione ship.


50. Hermione POV- AH 50 CHAPTERS

The truth was out. On the outside, I looked calm an placid, with glazed-over eyes.

On the inside, I was a monster. A screaming, kicking, struggling monster. One who had done things that should never be done.

I murdered two of my friends. How could I have done this?

After minutes of stunned silence, Kingsley spoke. "Hermione Granger... Is this you?"

I nod grimly.

"No... She has to be Impurised! Or someone else under Polyjuice Potion! Hermione wouldn't kill..." Ron trailed off, overcome by sobs.

I look at him sadly. "I'm not."

"How do you know?"

"Because any curse would've worn off by now. And Polyjuice Potion only lasts an hour, and it's been well over that."

"I'm surprised you are defending yourself," Kingsley says mildly.

"Yeah, well..." I trail off.

"Now, to discuss your punishment. Azkaban, of course, is where you will have to go. You have done lots of good in your life, but you preformed an Unforgivable Curse- twice. That should constitute putting you in Azkaban for the remainder of your life, but-"

"Throw her in Azkaban for the rest of her days!"k

"Yes, Lucius, that is a befitting punishment. Summon the rest of the judges, please, so we a vote on this civilly."

My insides turned to ice as the eleven other Ministry board members arrived.

Kingsley told them of the situation and had them vote by a show of hands. It was unanimous.

I was going to Azkaban.

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