"Harry? Harry!" I called his name over and over again, but no reply. No, he wouldn't just give himself up after all we've done. Telling myself that was the only way to feel better. A flash of red light flew by my head and I was pulled from my thoughts. I looked in the direction the light had came from, Bellatrix was standing across the corridor with a satisfied grin plastered on he face.
I turned and faced her. Before I could pull my wand up, I heard it and a green light blasted from Bellatrix's wand. "Avada Kendrava!" I dodged it by a couple of centimeters and fell to the ground. I lay there on the cold, hard ground, and thought about maybe just giving up, Harry was gone, what was the point of even trying. That's when I heard him.
"Hermione!" I pushed myself off the ground. That was my reason for fighting. Ron. I raised my wand and deflected the jinx she shot at me. I wanted her to feel pain, she deserved it. It was time for revenge for what she had done. Poor Sirius...