Rememberance - Team Hell
Title: Rememberance
Author:
miss_nevermore
Disclaimer: I own nothing in regards to Supernatural, nor am I making any money off of posting here
Fandoms: Harry Potter/Supernatural
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 490
Pairings/Characters: Hermione, Jess, Azazel , Breif mention of Sam & Sam/Jess
Warnings: Character death.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Hermione looks back at her new, and old life.
Hermione looked at herself in the mirror of the bathroom in her apartment, she smiled slightly at the noticeable differences in her appearance. She was taller height, her brown hair was turned to blonde and her brown eyes were now hazel. She liked it.
She didn’t regret coming to America after the war, and she didn’t regret coming to Stanford, thanks to her abilities as a witch, she was able to make a record of herself with straight A’s coming from a small town in Washington. Most of all, she didn’t regret meeting Sam.
Sam Winchester, even his name made her smile. Although he hadn’t really explained that well why he left so urgently with his brother, she was sure that he would tell her in the morning. She then went into the kitchen to retrieve the cookies she made for him from the oven that was now beeping loudly. She scribbled a small note for him, cooled some of them down with a flick of her wand, and placed them on a plate with the note above them. She walked into their shared bedroom, placed her wand into a secret compartment of the bedside table and lay down on the soft mattress. She closed her eyes and was about to drift off into sleep when she her someone in the room.
She flung out of bed quickly and opened the drawer to the bedside table, but she was flung across the room before she could retrieve her wand. She was forced back into the wall and she began to scream at the intruder who had now entered her line of sight. He was fairly old and would look almost kind, if it were not for the bright yellow eyes he possessed. Suddenly, her screams were cut short and she was being lifted to the ceiling. She saw the man smirk up at her. “You know, “ he began, “I would have let you live, if only you just didn’t interfere with the plan.” She tried to ask what plan but she still couldn’t speak. Just then, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach and Hermione knew she was going to die.
Her life passed before her eyes, receiving her acceptance letter to Hogwarts, the troll in the bathroom, seeing the Basilisk in the mirror, finding out about Sirius, and having to escape Professor Lupin. Feeling the dreadful horror of Harry entering the maze, The battle at the Ministry, Harry giving her and Ron that damn potion that probably saved their lives, and the final battle at Hogwarts, her friend’s funerals. It then shifted to those she acquired while she was here, forging her transcripts, meeting Sam, her and Sam’s first time together and, finally, seeing Sam leave with his brother to find their dad. With that, the world went black, the pain in her stomach dulled, and the laughter that the yellow-eyed man had died in her ears.
Author:
miss_nevermore
Disclaimer: I own nothing in regards to Supernatural, nor am I making any money off of posting here
Fandoms: Harry Potter/Supernatural
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 490
Pairings/Characters: Hermione, Jess, Azazel , Breif mention of Sam & Sam/Jess
Warnings: Character death.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Hermione looks back at her new, and old life.
Hermione looked at herself in the mirror of the bathroom in her apartment, she smiled slightly at the noticeable differences in her appearance. She was taller height, her brown hair was turned to blonde and her brown eyes were now hazel. She liked it.
She didn’t regret coming to America after the war, and she didn’t regret coming to Stanford, thanks to her abilities as a witch, she was able to make a record of herself with straight A’s coming from a small town in Washington. Most of all, she didn’t regret meeting Sam.
Sam Winchester, even his name made her smile. Although he hadn’t really explained that well why he left so urgently with his brother, she was sure that he would tell her in the morning. She then went into the kitchen to retrieve the cookies she made for him from the oven that was now beeping loudly. She scribbled a small note for him, cooled some of them down with a flick of her wand, and placed them on a plate with the note above them. She walked into their shared bedroom, placed her wand into a secret compartment of the bedside table and lay down on the soft mattress. She closed her eyes and was about to drift off into sleep when she her someone in the room.
She flung out of bed quickly and opened the drawer to the bedside table, but she was flung across the room before she could retrieve her wand. She was forced back into the wall and she began to scream at the intruder who had now entered her line of sight. He was fairly old and would look almost kind, if it were not for the bright yellow eyes he possessed. Suddenly, her screams were cut short and she was being lifted to the ceiling. She saw the man smirk up at her. “You know, “ he began, “I would have let you live, if only you just didn’t interfere with the plan.” She tried to ask what plan but she still couldn’t speak. Just then, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach and Hermione knew she was going to die.
Her life passed before her eyes, receiving her acceptance letter to Hogwarts, the troll in the bathroom, seeing the Basilisk in the mirror, finding out about Sirius, and having to escape Professor Lupin. Feeling the dreadful horror of Harry entering the maze, The battle at the Ministry, Harry giving her and Ron that damn potion that probably saved their lives, and the final battle at Hogwarts, her friend’s funerals. It then shifted to those she acquired while she was here, forging her transcripts, meeting Sam, her and Sam’s first time together and, finally, seeing Sam leave with his brother to find their dad. With that, the world went black, the pain in her stomach dulled, and the laughter that the yellow-eyed man had died in her ears.