Hermione ran down the destroyed corridor, jumping over rubble and gripping her wand like her life depended on it. Which, actually, it did. She heard the terrifying crashes and blood curdling screams echo around the halls of the castle. Where was Harry? She had gotten separated from the others earlier on during the battle and was trying to find them again. It was best if they stuck together. That had been the plan, that is, until she had run into Bellatrix Lestrange herself.

Hermione sprinted down the corridor, dodging curse after dark curse that came shooting from the end of Bellatrix's wand. She skidded around the corridor in the hopes of losing her and came across Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood battling three Death Eaters. Hermione called to them, but they were too engrossed in their battles to notice her, so she spun around to face Lestrange.

She raised her wand and aimed it at Lestrange's cackling face. Lestrange stopped in her tracks as she saw Hermione facing her. "So," she sneered, "the little Mudblood wants to fight?" she paused and let out a disturbing giggle, "Time for you to die." she finished, her voice high pitched and grating.

Hermione inwardly rolled her eyes and fell into her duelling stance. Before she knew what was happening Lestrange sent a curse flying straight at her. Protego. A blue shield flew up in front of Hermione and the curse smashed into it, leaving her unscathed. Lestrange laughed again, enjoying herself, as she sent dark curses flying at Hermione. She parried the spells, raising up shield after shield, having no time to attack at all.

As she was about to raise a thick yellow shield in front of her, she heard a yell from behind her and somebody scream Neville's name. Fear and anger building within her she raised her shield, Lestrange's curse reverberated off of it. Hermione broke the spell and started to pummel Lestrange with her offence. She spun around and dipped and ducked, while Lestrange brought up thick shields, trying to stop Hermione's onslaught.

She was barely aware of a voice behind her that shouted, "CONSTO TEMPUS!" At the same time Lestrange shrieked, "DEPULSO!" Hermione stood there as the two spells shot towards her, caught in the crossfire, and before she could raise a shield and protect herself, her world went black.