Disclaimer: I don't own anything. *sigh*

We take off running

I get there first

I close my eyes jumping

Happy I have won

A voice in my head asks

"Where are they?"

Silence

I turn slowly

Deatheaters

I try to scream

They are surrounding me

Wands out pointing at me

"Stupefy!"

One of them yells

My muggle friends outside the circle

Still and unmoving

The last thing I see

Before the black

Before

Silence

The darkness clears

Jeers and laughter from all sides

Pain is their enjoyment

My pain

"Crucio!"

An excited voice yells

Pain hits

Like thousands of white-hot knives

Burning my skin

My loud scream cuts through their laughter

Finally the pain dies down

"Itty Bitty Mudblood can't stand the pain?"

Taunts one of them

"That was only a taster."

Jeers another,

"Tell us the where the headquarters is or you'll get hit again."

"No"

"Very well, again!"

"Crucio!" yell three voices

The pain is unbearable

I shriek, gasping for breath

Laughter is all I can hear

My eyes roll back

Darkness once more

Silence

Each day the same

Torture, an endless pain

Woken each morning to repeat the process

I do not speak or scream, now

Their fun is ending

New ways of torture are developed

But still I sit there in

Silence

They will kill me soon I see

I tell them nothing

I make no sound

They want me to beg for death

My response

Silence

And so the daily torture being

They laugh and jeer no more

Unnerved by my silence

Suddenly they stop,

Bowing low

A man walks in

Voldemort

I stare into his eyes

Unfazed

Unblinking

"Ahh, a pretty little Mudblood.", he says in a cold voice.

He waits to see if I will speak

Silence

"You will die tonight My Mudblood Hermione."

I speak the first time in a long time

"I will Never be yours Halfblood Tom Riddle"

A collective gasp

His red eyes flash dangerously

"Goodbye Mudblood." the cold voice says.

"Avada Kedavera!"

A flash of green light

Then nothing

Nothing but

Silence

Epilogue

Her body was found only hours later

With a bottle of swirling memories by her side

Found by the Order whose secrets stayed safe with her

From her memories they saw what she had endured

If only they had found her

Saved her, helped

But, she stayed silent

with no words spoken till the end

And when she was buried

Many came

Many cried

But, in her memory

It was held

In

Silence