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A Spark of Dark

By: dweek
folder Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Harry/Hermione
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 6
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Prolog: What No One Noticed

A/N-  This fic was written as a gift for Eclectic Pet a few months ago.  She has allowed me to post it for all your enjoyment!  I would like to thank her for being the awesome beta she is and helping to bring all my work to life!


“AVADA KEDAVRA!”

“EXPELLIARMUS!”

The two spells flew at each other with the force each caster put into them.  When they hit at the midpoint between the enemies, they bounded back at their casters.  The darkly robed snake-like figure froze wide-eyed as death finally took him.

The other much smaller figure dodged his spell and landed at Voldemort’s feet as the powerful wizard landed on top of him.  All within the Great Hall froze for a moment at the death of one of the most powerful wizards of all time.

As Harry struggled underneath the heavy body not even he noticed as a shadow of darkness seeped from Voldemort into his own skin.

When the man was finally removed from the lean teen, he looked around at his friends with new eyes.  Ron and Hermione came running towards him, both bloody and scraped from the battle.  Harry decided in that moment he would never let anything like this happen again.

The three friends collided together in a firm hug, but Harry couldn’t help but notice the way Hermione felt pressed against his.

“We did it!”  She said as she pulled back from her two friends, blushing a bit at Ron.

“Harry did it!”  Ron said excitedly patting him on the back.

“It’s over.”  Harry said looking around them as Order members were taking care of those few Death Eaters who hadn’t just surrendered with their Lord’s fall.  “Let’s get out of here.”  He said picking up the Elder wand at his feet.  “We should deal with this.”

As the three friends walked away from the battle, they decided the wand should be hidden so no one would ever be tempted to use it again.  Harry knew just where he planned to do it and told his friends it would be best if only one of them knew where it rested.

He felt regretful leaving them alone with the way they looked at each other, but knew it would be best if he could protect the wand now and worry about these odd feelings later.

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