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Serpentine Series	By : HarmonyB Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 12060 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Two Weeks Later…
In an unassuming little inn off the coast of Britain, a young woman sat in a booth grasping a newspaper in her hands. Harmony Hangleton hunched over the table with the hood of her cloak shadowing her face. She stared in mute horror as she read the front page of the Daily Prophet.

Dark Lord Goes Loony
At 2:15 PM yesterday, approximately two weeks since the brutal attack on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, You-Know-Who was found wandering near Herrington, a small wizard town off the west coast. His surprising appearance caused much havoc on the small town that had been alarmed of his whereabouts by an insider earlier that day. Lives were expected to be lost, but the Dark Lord seemed to be quite unlike himself. "Thought I was gonna soil my shorts at the sight of him," said one of the small town inhabitants who had witnessed You-Know-Who's arrival, "but he just walked around, kind of dumbly. He mumbled a lot and asked people where he was and such." The Dark Lord was described wearing only black pants and a loose shirt, covered in dirt as though he had been wandering for days. "I say he's lost his mind," comments one of the Aurors who had arrived shortly after being alarmed at the Ministry. "He probably went mad after he killed all of those people at Hogwarts School." The Auror, along with many others, quickly transported the now seemingly harmless You-Know-Who to the Ministry where he was held overnight for interrogation. Though with basic abilities still intact, such as speaking, the most dangerous wizard in the world seemed to have no idea who or where he was. After must deliberation You-Know-Who was transported from the Ministry—not to Azkaban prison, but to Menkar, our wizard asylum for the criminally insane. "We have to keep him locked up even though he seems harmless, just in case he snaps out of it," states the Director of Ministry Police, who was one of the attendees at the Dark Lord's hearing. "But quite a number of judges found it 'unfair' to send the dark wizard to Azkaban when he had no recollection of any of his crimes." The Dark Lord's fate is still yet to be decided by Ministry court. This very moment our wizarding world judges are deciding whether to execute a now innocent criminal. Until then, You-Know-Who pays lifetime in Menkar insane asylum while Harmony Hangleton—also known as Hermione Granger—and the rest of his devotees remain very much as large.
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Harmony felt her heart stop at the sight of her name. She read on about the price on her head, which was triple the amount compared to other Death Eaters listed. She grazed the word "executed" with her thumb thoughtfully, her mind zeroing in on it. She couldn't stop her thoughts from screaming at her, "It's all your fault!" She took his memories away and he might die for it.
Her mind went back to the moment it happened: His cold blue eyes drifted over her one last time, almost longingly, but then he stared her down like prey and jumped at her and…flashing lights, then he crumpled to the ground like a corpse.
Beneath the title of the front page was posted a large picture of Lord Voldemort before he was moved to Menkar asylum. With an Auror grasping each arm, he blinked up at her. His face was void of any emotion—except his eyes, they were wide with wonder and maybe fear. Harmony had never seen Voldemort look that way before. His face had always been stuck in a dark scowl when she spent her time with him. Except…Harmony remembered the morning after they escaped from Hogwarts, when he watched the sun rise for the first time in a long time; he was calm, content, almost happy.
She missed that.
Her name caught her eye in an excerpt in one of the side columns. "Harmony Hangleton currently made Most Wanted by Ministry. Find out more on A5." She quickly turned to page five. Her jaw dropped at the headline.

Potter's Friend Betrays All
Harmony wanted to squeal "No!" She was too horrified to continue reading, but was unable to bear the suspense.
Seventeen-year-old Hermione Granger, mostly known as Harmony Hangleton, is the youngest known Death Eater to date. But after interviewing witnesses from the Battle of Hogwarts, we were surprised to find she wasn't always that way. Quite the opposite, in fact. The young teen was famous at Hogwarts for being one of the most successful students in the school…and for being Harry Potter's best friend. Remembered as being light-hearted, witty, and kind, did Miss Granger always harbor this dark secret from her best friend? Harry Potter refused to comment on the subject, but another acquaintance, Ron Weasley, was eager to reply. "Of course none of us saw it coming. She had gone missing earlier this year and we worried about her, but never in out wonkiest dreams did we imagine she was with [You-Know-Who]…"
If you don't already know, Granger was seen with the Dark Lord at the Battle of Hogwarts. While Aurors attempted to stop him, Granger fought multiple Ministry officials and Apparated You-Know-Who off Hogwarts grounds. Because of the Dark Lord's current incarceration, Granger has become a priority on the Ministry's Wanted list of criminals. Not only is she the reason our wizarding world is still in danger, but also upon further research, it turns out Granger may pose more of a problem than expected. Several Death Eaters had been captured at the Battle of Hogwarts, and they have been subjected to intense interrogation leading to the revelation that Granger not only is a follower of the Dark Lord, but also possesses a unique Death Eater mark called a Serpentine charm. Our Ministry interrogators are not entirely informed on the importance of this charm, but it is understood she is the only follower of You-Know-Whoeverto possess such a charm. If you or someone you know has a valid explanation for the Serpentine charm, kindly contact the Ministry and the Daily Prophet straight away. In the meantime, keep on high alert for this young woman. She is considered highly dangerous.
-Written by L. Artemis
Harmony gripped the newspaper so hard it nearly shredded in her hands. She wanted nothing more than hunt this L. Artemis down and shake them by the shoulders until their head toppled off. Betrayer. Dangerous. Harmony trembled. How in the world did she get here? Who in the world could she blame? Dumbledore? Voldemort? Herself? What was she doing?
Harmony risked a glance up from the newspaper and looked around the inn. She was actually hiding in a corner while Voldemort waited to be executed or not, and her best friends still thought of her as their betrayer. It was justwrong.
She'd been constantly on the run for the past two weeks and saw no end in sight. In the beginning, she had considered turning herself in to the Ministry, but decided against it. It was likely she wouldn't be given a fair hearing. Everyone saw what she'd done at Hogwarts; if she went to the Ministry, it would be straight to Azkaban for her.
What she needed now more than ever was help from someone she could trust.
At the thought of trust, an image of Ron and Harry appeared in her mind. Her best friends were the only people she could trust with her life. She loved them like family, but how would they react when they saw her? She hoped they weren't paying attention to what the Daily Prophet wrote about her. If she ever saw them again, she'd somehow convince them of the truth: Dumbledore sent her. They had to believe that.
Harmony gasped suddenly. Slithering up her left arm she felt an intense burning sensation: her Serpentine charm. It always reacted whenever she was in danger, and the intensity differed depending on how much danger she was in. Right then her charm was telling her to get out of there as soon as possible. Harmony's eyes darted around the inn. The innkeeper was serving drinks to a couple sitting at a table, an elderly woman sat at the table across them playing Wizard Sudoku in the newspaper. But there was a man at opposite ends of the inn from her. Like she, he was sitting hidden in the corner. She hadn't noticed him before, but now she saw his shadowed face was directed towards her. Her heart pounded as she very slowly reached for her wand. She wondered if he was an Auror, or perhaps a hit man sent to hunt her down and kill her. She had been lucky in avoiding any trouble until now. Now she had made a mistake; she had been here too long. She had to keep running.
Harmony pulled out her wand but kept it hidden beneath her sac. The man must have seen her movement, because he leaned forward as though preparing to leap out of his seat. As he moved, his face was exposed in the dim lights of the inn. He had dark hair and broad shoulders. Because of his dark clothing, she thought he was a Death Eater, but she'd never seen him before.
Harmony jumped up and sprinted to the exit. Out of her peripheral vision, she saw the man jump from his seat and take off after her. She dodged between the tables and slammed open the door to the inn to make her escape. Less than a second later, the man was out the door behind her.
Since meeting Voldemort, Harmony was in the best shape of her life, so she was confident she could outrun this man who was double her in both height and weight. She was sprinting through the wheat field next to the inn when she heard a familiar snap!and the dark-haired man Apparated a foot ahead of her. Harmony possessed too much momentum to stop and she slammed into his open arms. Their legs tangled in the air. The sky and the ground swirled together into one wild blur, and then stars burst behind her eyes when they landed on the ground.
For a moment, Harmony was blind and she couldn't make out whether the man's head or elbow was jutting into her chest. The man grunted and suddenly his knee slammed into her gut. The wind flew from her lungs and she heaved. His brick-sized hands gripped her shoulders and she was pushed down hard into the cold ground. She took a moment to adjust her dizzy eyes before she realized the man was on top of her. What the…?
She looked up into his dark eyes that looked like never-ending black pits. The man above her grinned, a look that reminded Harmony greatly of Barty Crouch Jr. Quickly, she began to panic. Surely, he was after her because he knew who she was; he was after the money reward. But his shady smile told her he wanted as much of a reward as he could get his filthy hands on.
Harmony shoved her hands into his chest, becoming more uncomfortable with the fact her Serpentine charm was burning madly. But the man didn't budge off her and he finally spoke in a surprisingly soft voice, "Harmony Hangleton, is it?"
Harmony was so taken aback by his redundant question that she replied sarcastically, "Why yes, sir, how'd you figure that one out?"
She noticed with revulsion that he chuckled exactly the way Barty would.
He continued, "I am sure you are dying to know who this amazingly attractive man is laying on top of you."
Good god, Harmony thought, fighting a gag reflex, "Not really-"
"You can call me Zeth. Just thought you might want to know the name of the man who is officially going to end your life."
Harmony's heart jumped to her throat, but she swallowed it back after she thought of an idea.
"I am flattered, really," she said, batting her eyelashes at him. "But I just don't think you are, uh, the one for me."
And like she'd done it a million times, she produced a Cascadia. The powerful light flashed out of her for less than a second, but it was enough; the man called Zeth's weight quickly disappeared from her body. Harmony quickly sat up in the wheat field and looked around for Zeth. He had gone flying a couple feet away back towards the inn where a small group of on-lookers had gathered to watch the spectacle. Zeth sat up unsteadily, clutching the shoulder he had landed on.
For the first time in a long time, Harmony smiled at her success, and suddenly—more than ever—she wanted to be with her best friends. She jumped to her feet, pushing her dark blonde tresses out of her face, and took off running in the opposite direction of the inn. She needed to find where Ron and Harry were being kept. And wherever that was in the world, she desperately hoped it had a hot shower.
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