I wrote this a couple of years ago on a different site, however looking at it now i can see now i'm older it wasn't too good, too many errors & things! So i've edited parts of it and hope you enjoy it, bare with me, i haven't been writing on here for a while, though i have been reading! Please review, tell me what you think!
I have completed the story, i just need to upload it as many chapters at a time as i can. Enjoy!

Bang, scream whoosh, bang…

That's all she could remember, those loud noises being heard over and over again as she was circled by a group of those masked cloaked wizards…

Death eaters.

Those cruel monsters who brought destruction and death wherever they went, that's all she thought of them.

All this took place at the Ministry of magic, in the department of mysteries, at the end of her 5th year at Hogwarts. All she was told was that they were supposed to save Sirius Black but when they finally got there, they found it was a trap. It was an ambush to get the prophecy, well so senior Malfoy told them.

As the order turned up to help, the death eaters attacked of course, but then it changed. More death eaters appeared and instead of circling Harry…they circled her.
She remembered being in the middle of stunning a rather small death eater, possibly Wormtail, when around a dozen of them Apparated around her.

Circling her like predators around their prey.

She couldn't see their faces, those cloaks and masks gave away no identity but she knew Lucius Malfoy was there, she recognized the cane that contained his wand at once, but everyone else was a mystery to her.
Dozens of thoughts shot though her mind but the main one was why were they circling her and not Harry?

They stood still; silently as if guarding her, she looked around frantically searching for some sort of escape, but was surrounded. She could see green and red flashes of light as the order was still battling the death eaters who weren't around her, she remembered thinking, 'How many of them must there be?'. Realising she was wasting time thinking about such unimportant things, she brought her mind back to the reality she was in, she lifted a shaking arm holding her wand tightly in her hand, pointed at them.

She was clever enough to know she had no chance in duelling them; no chance of escape, everyone else was too pre-occupied to even notice her trapped. But she was a Gryffindor and wouldn't be a coward, not even to them, knowing she had no chance in cursing one, let alone them all, she did the only thing she thought of, she shouted and mocked them.
"Come on then! You've outnumbered me! Is that how cowardly you all are? Can't even defeat a schoolgirl without needing a dozen of you to do it?" she was scared beyond belief but had to show she wasn't afraid, in reality she could barely stop herself from fainting out of fright.

They all raised their wands simultaneously as she closed her eyes tightly waiting for the torture and death curses which never came. The last thing she heard was a dozen cries of "stupefy!"
Hermione 'Know-it-all mudblood' Granger, as the Malfoy boy liked to call her, knew nothing more as darkness consumed her.