flashbacks
It was time the battle was here, this was going to be the final battle they made sure of it, Voldermort was going to die. In her frenzy of double checking all the spells and charms on her secret weappon to give to Harry she forgotten her worry but once she finnished she worried so much. Hermione was going to stay behind to heal any injuries after and during the battle and save as many people as possible.
Harry walked in to colect his weapon. "'Mione is it ready, do you think it will work?" Harry's words were cautious and careful he still hadn't adjusted to the idea of this magical item. "Yes it is ready and I do think it will work, and seperate you and Tom so that you can rid us of him." Hermione had hopped for this day for such a long time and she was confident in her creation and that it would do it'sjob so Hary would be able to end this once and for all.
After Harry had left she prepped the makeshift hospital that they had given her so she could heal wounds from all the raids and battles throughout the war. This time she had all the potions she could ever need to heal people and all the spells written out incase she forgot anyhting and she had extra items that tended to help them in very serious cases. Hermione had just gotten everything prepped when she got the patronous telling her that the final battle had started. Hermione waited anxiously when shesaw the firt person and felt absolute terror run through her body. "Ron!" Hermione almost threw herself at him before she collected herself and remembered he was injured and needed her help. "What happened which curse, where and who did it?" Hermione had forced her voice to remain calm and schooled her expression. "Acid curse to the leg, Belatrix the damned witch did it." Her fellow order member spoke with equally forced calmness as her. "Right put him on the bed and go back to the battle while I heal him." Hermione leaned over this boy with his red hair who she had come to love so deeply and collected herself before starting the healing process. Hermione muttered many spells to remove the damaged bone and the gave him the bone regrowth potion and hopped he would wake in time to go help Harry in the battle.
It had been over two hours before Ron had finally woken up and Hermione felt herself fill with warmth from the joy of seeing him awake." Ron! You're okay I thought you hed died! Right try to move your leg and let me know how ot feels I need to make sure that your bones regrew corectly." Ron simply stared at Hermione in shock for a couple of minutes before moving his leg slightly. "Right leg is working fine just a little sore. 'Mione it is so touching how much you care about me it's almost like you love me or something." Ron had a small smirk as he said the last part. Hermione forced her expression to become hard and cold as she replied. "Well you were a stupid arsewhole Ronald and if you ever scare me like that ever again I will injure further while you are consious then heal it flawlessley so no one notices." Ron and her then started laughing and Hermione leaned over and kissed him then she felt a strong arm wrap around her waist and pull her closer to him and she in turn wrapped her arms around him the she heard someone walking down the halls towards them and with a igh pulled away. "It appears some one requires my assistance so you should rest for anothe thirty minutes before walking aroung and strengthening your leg Ron." then she turned to the door and waited for the person to walk through and give her, her next patient.
Utter horror and shock went through Hermione's spine when she saw a death eater enter her small clinic instead of an Order member. "Miss Granger my master has been searching for you for quite some time he will be quite pleased that I bring him you and the Weasley and now I will take you both to the dark lord, do not try to fight me there is no point we already have the Potter boy, his weapon failed and we captured him as well as the majotity of your precious Order the dark lord has won." Hermione was far to scared to move so much as an inch in any direction and simply let the death eater take her and Ron's arms and felt herself be moved to wherever Tom stayed at.
Then she was thrown into a sell for preciceley three daysbefore watching her friends be tortured on after the other and in the beginig she would ague so fiercley then slowly she began to just yell and cry so loudly letting sob after sob leave her throat.
Hermione woke up with a scream and felt herself shaking this was a reacuring nightmare and she always had the same reaction to it when she woke.