Eternally in Darkness

Hermione turned, looking for Ron and Harry. She was so nervous. Voldemort was running around killing people, Ron had gone off with Harry to find the Diadem and she was stuck alone, trying to figure out what the hell to do. She ducked as curses came flying at her. One hit her shoulder, tearing open the flesh, causing blood to flow out. She ran into the school and down a corridor, looking for her friends. Suddenly, she was grabbed from behind and thrown up against the wall.

Her eyes widened in fear when she saw the piercing red eyes staring back at her. That only meant one thing. Vampire. She didn't even bother trying to escape, knowing she wouldn't be able to. She winced as he licked her neck. "You smell delicious my dear." She shivered, trying to wriggle free. "Don't touch me!" she shouted. "You're beautiful too.." She struggled even more when he placed his hand upon her cheek. If someone had seen them now, they would have looked like lovers with him pressing her against the wall, caressing her face. But that was not the case.

He smirked at her. "Yes, I'll turn you. Keep you alive for later." Before Hermione could protest he sang his fangs into her neck, drawing blood. It hurt like a bitch, but felt good at the same time. As messed up as that is for me to say. She tried to struggle, but Hermione could feel herself getting weaker and weaker. Finally, he pulled away, letting her drop to the floor. She couldn't move. The vampire wiped his mouth and winked at her. "Catch ya later love." He left, leaving Hermione on the floor.

She was covered in blood, and couldn't move. She heard her heartbeat slowing down. She was going to die. She hoped Ron and Harry could defeat Voldemort and that this war would be over.

She closed her eyes accepting death. Suddenly she heard a bunch of people cheering, and then heard footsteps. "Ron! She's over here!" Hermione tried opening her eyes, but couldn't. She was just too tired. She felt Harry pick her up and carry her into the Great Hall, which was being treated as the infirmiry.

She could feel the blood flowing from her neck. Why was no one helping her? Was it too late? Suddenly she felt Madame Pomfrey running her hands over her. "I can't stop the bleeding.. why? SEVERUS! I NEED YOU NOW!"

Hermione felt like every part of her was on fire. She began convolsing. She felt Harry and Ron try pinning her down, but she continued to spazz out. "Severus, I don't know what's wrong or what she has been hit with." Snape began looking her over. "The blood on her neck, it's still wet.." He placed his hand there and rubbed. Squinting, he saw what he was fearing most.

He dropped his hand immediately, a look of horror upon his face. Harry turned to him, "What's wrong?" Snape shook his head. "She.. she has been bitten." Madame Pomfrey looked in horror. "I see the bite marks. Severus, what should we do?"

Sighing, he answered, "There's nothing we can do for now. The venom is spreading, killing everything inside of her."

Ron was confused. "She's dying? Why?" "What bite her?" asked Harry.

Severus Snape sighed at those two dunderheads. "She's been bitten by a vampire. She's transforming now. There's nothing we can do but wait until she is finished."

Harry and Ron looked on in horror. Hermione was dying, and they couldn't save her. Soon her body stopped spazzing, and Hermione gave into the blackness that had been trying to claim her.

Snape looked down at the girl, pitying her. "I'll stay and watch over her. Potter and Weasely, there must be other things that need to be taken care of, go. You too Poppy, I'm sure there are other people in need." She nodded then left.

Snape watched the girl, waiting for her transformation to finish.