WHEN WE FALL

1. Hermione's Dilemma

Hermione's POV:

I woke up at around 8 in the morning. Last night I slept a very little, as for the whole night I was thinking about the returning of Lord Voldemort, the most powerful and evil dark wizard of all time. I was very much afraid about the safety of my parents. They are in grave danger for being muggles and killing all the muggles is a primary object of Lord Voldemort and his adherent Death Eaters. Not only this, when Voldemort will hear that I am one of the best friends of Harry Potter, he will certainly put an eye on me and my family. But still there is a chance to save my parents from that devil. As much as I have read about the Dark Lord, this is clear that there is nothing more important to him except his self-interest. When he will hear that I am the best Witch of my age, he will certainly try to team me up. If such a situation occurs what shall I do? Will I join to his army to save my parents and betray my best friend or I will stick to my position to end this era of darkness? I am unable to take the decision. Whom I will chose between my parents and best friend? There is no doubt that I am in a great dilemma. And I know only one can help me in this situation. So I took a roll of parchment and quill and started to write-

Dear Professor,

I have fallen into a very awkward situation. I am so much afraid about my parents' safety after returning of the Dark Lord. And you know that the fear is not baseless.

I have found only one way to save my Parents and it is the worst option. I have to join Voldemort's army to save them. My heart is breaking into hundred pieces to write this line but I can not find any other way. But how I will betray Harry and leave him in the mouth of such a danger? I will be mad if I have to chose only one between my family and Harry, sir. Please come here and save me from this condition.

Your's sincerely

Hermione Jean Granger.

One after another hour has been passed but there is no sign of any owl carrying the reply of my letter. I sighed in grief and came downstairs. Now I have to apply the last way I have contrived. Though it will provide me an inconceivable pain, but this is the only way remained which can save both sides.

My parents was watching TV. I took a last glance of them and pointed my wand at them. When I was about to cast the spell, I heard a sound.

                                                      KNOCK!  KNOCK!  KNOCK!

Someone's knocking the door madly. Mother jumped from the sofa and opened the door. I became frozen at the glance of the person standing outside the door.