Walking on a Wire - ha kay i can beat ur disturbing hp storys, this is based on song called walking on a wire and includes lyrics from it which are highlighted by *'s. o and btw for sum unknown reason all the ' have been replaced by ? ahh the wonders of the internet.
13yrs after the death of James, Lily and Harry Potter the world is chaos, and all for one name:
Voldemort . . . . . . ..

Draco sat on the steps of his ancient family castle, a smug smile settling on his face. Tomorrow, he, Draco Malfoy would be at Lord Voldemort?s side when he finally destroyed Hogwarts and killed Dumbledore.
He had been attending the school for almost 4 years now; he had been Voldemort?s inside link to the school, informing him of Dumbledore?s every move. And now finally all the hard work had paid off, for he, Voldemort and hundreds of other death eaters would be moving in on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to destroy this threat once and for all.

*I?m walking on a wire*

Hermione Granger sat lifeless and unhappy in her cell, she felt so depressed. This was her third month here and she still was unsure why she was still alive. Hundreds of other "mudbloods" were locked in cells just like her, fed once a day (sometimes less) with bread and water. They were tortured, poisoned and made to act against their own will before they were finally killed. Many gave up after just a week and killed themselves or stopped eating; others lay in corners gently sobbing. Sometimes a guard would come in and kick them around and just for the fun of it he would levitate them and throw them against the wall. A day didn?t go by when they wouldn?t wake up to find one of their numbers missing and a new capture in its place, screams could be heard all round the camp, flashes of green light came a small room where prisoners were taken. No one had ever lived after going into the small room but all knew what happened behind the closed doors.

*And I?m falling*

"Well, well, well if it isn?t my favourite Muggle! Hermione dear how have you been?" she recognised the sneering voice at once and sure enough when she looked up Draco Malfoy was standing over her cell bed. The other inhabitants of cell room 18 were cowering in the corners of the room; as far from Malfoy as they could get. For he was a well known death eater, well known for his cruelness and for being Voldemort?s favourite. Not many faced Draco Malfoy and survived.

"What do you want Malfoy?" she asked wearily, hoping desperatly that he was here to end her suffering

"Oh just thought I?d stop by say hello to my old school chum." He replied happily, smirking with pleasure at the look of terror in her eyes

Hermione had once attended Hogwarts just as Malfoy did now, but half way through her 3rd year she, like thousand?s of other Muggles had been captured and taken to this imprisonment. Her families were all dead and she now lay wasted in a cell surrounded by other mudbloods helpless and vulnerable.

"God the sight of you sickens me" Draco told her kicking at her bare feet, he then grabbed her arm and pulled her to her up "come on your coming with me" he dragged her out of the room. "Say goodbye to Hogwarts" he whispered in her ear. As they past a small girl who was curled up in a tight ball he murmured to the guard next to him "take her!"
"No leave her" the girls mother screamed as the girl was carried off, the guards grabbed her by the arms and dragged her into an isolation room. Hermione could still hear her mothers screaming as the familiar green flash could be seen under the door. Draco led Hermione roughly away.

*I?m falling*

The streets were empty, no one dare to leave their homes, only Death eaters walked the streets, setting fire to random houses and capturing any stray Muggles.

Arthur Weasley hurried along the dark pavement, passing half-transfigured Muggles on his way. He hurried down a small alleyway and into a tiny door in the side of the wall. Behind the door was a cellar, the rest of his family were huddled around a fire playing chess.

There had at one time been nine Weasley?s but now there were only five, Percy had disappeared some time ago and was now assumed dead, Fred was caught trying to break his brother Bill out of an imprisonment camp and was killed. Bill had been kept in a wizard camp for two weeks before dying of starvation and Charlie had been killed in an attack on Hogwart?s school five years ago.

Mrs Weasly was no longer the cheerful bubbly women she had been when Arthur had met her, she now sat next to the fire mumbling to herself rocking back and forth moaning for her lost sons. It was George Ron and Ginnie who kept her going they sat by her side and played chess all day long. Sometimes one of them would come with Arthur to work and help out where ever they could.

Arthur worked for the Ministry of magic, but it was not the powerful ministry it had once been. It used to be intent on stopping Muggles finding out about wizards but now its numbers had dwindled, as more and more members had turned to Voldemort or been killed, they had pretty much given up on the old goal. Years ago if an under age wizard had so much as lifted his wand an owl from the ministry would swoop down on them. Where as now George and Ron could fly on their broomsticks as much as they wanted and practice their Quiditch skills without so much as a glance; but they were too scared to leave their mother and attend school.

This is how bad the situation had got, the world was run by Voldemort, all but one part was under his control and that last threat - Hogwarts was soon to be no more.

***

The death eaters surrounded the castle, Draco at Voldemorts side felt a deep sense of satisfaction, ?at last? he though, soon Hogwarts and Dumbledore would be nothing but a memory and memories are soon forgotten and then they become nothing more than myths.

The Death eaters closed in on Hogwarts, Voldemort?s booming voice rang out over the castle he shouted an indentation and the great front doors burst open. As they swarmed in, screams from every direction echoed around the school, Draco avoided the running students and followed Voldemort as they headed for Dumbledore?s office.
Hermione followed them, she put up no resistance, he controlled her under the Imperious curse.

They rounded a corner and caught sight of several mudbloods being herded into a room, the sound of running footsteps came from behind them and Draco turned to see Professor Snape. Snape stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Voldemort, Draco and Hermione "Well Serveus Snape fancy seeing you here" Voldemoret taunted "why not join us, have yourself a bit of fun ehh?"

Snape shook his head "No Voldemort I don?t want to go back to that"

"Oh come on, I?ll spare your life?"

"I?m as good as dead anyway" he replied coldly. Draco glanced at the space where Snape?s arm had once been; it was now just a stump; a result of their last attack on the castle.

"Very well you leave me no choice" Voldemort said he raised his wand "Adava Kedava" a green light flashed and Snape fell to the ground, dead. Draco glanced briefly at his body before following Voldemort through the castle.
Hermione followed Draco, as hard as she tried she could not break his hold over her, it was like she was a puppet and he was the puppeteer, she couldn?t control her actions, she was just a spectator.

All around the castle lay bodies, bodies of students and teachers, their faces pale and shocked. Hermione saw a body lying in the corner, it was Neville Longbottom a boy from her house. If Hermione had any control over her body then she would have broken down crying on the floor. All hope was lost, they were all going to die that was all she could think. But still she kept following Draco and Voldemort, her mind hoping and prayed that Dumbledore would save them.

*To many steps to take*

A voice came from behind them causing Draco to turn. Dumbledore had just Apperated. "Looking for me?" he asked. Voldemort turned, a cruel smile spread across his face displaying a set of yellow teeth, he spoke in a sneering voice. "Yes as a matter of fact, but I see you are not as smart as everyone claims, as you have come and found me, not a smart move!" Dumbledore nodded at Hermione "let her go she has no part in this"

" No she will stay" Voldemort told him "unless of course you are willing to drop your wand?" he pointed his own wand at the one poised in Dumbedores hand. "You will never spare her" Dumbedore replied coldly "even if I do disarm!"

Some miles away three wizards Arthur, Ron and George Weasley were flying as fast as they could, they and the other remaining Ministry of magic Wizards were heading for Hogwarts. Arthur?s mind was racing, ?Would they arrive in time??

"Let her go" Dumbledore said, the rage in his eyes was overwhelming "very well" Draco told him and with a wave of his wand Hermione was free from the spell. She fell to the ground too exhausted to stand; she lay in a heap her muscles to weak to move. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Dumbledore. His wand-raised ready to fight. Then she heard a patter of feet from behind her.

Ron entered the room first his wand raised, the scene that met him momentarily shocked him, Voldemort and Draco Malfoy stood side by side facing Dumbledore, Neville lay dead in the corner and next to him groaning lay Hermione.

*To many spells to break*

Dumbledore faced Voldemort both had their wands raised, out of the corner of his eye he could see Ron, Arthur and George Weasley. As Voldemort, Dumbledore and Draco shouted out indentations, Ron George and Arthur turned their wands on Voldemort.

*To many nights away*

It was if in slow motion, a green light filled the room and Ron saw Dumbledore fall, his face was pale a look on his face showed that he knew. He knew, thought Ron, he knew that he was going to die but still he faced Voldemort. The body of the great Dumbledore fell to they ground with a thump; Ron heard a cry from Hermoione and his father falter as he saw Dumbledores face. Ron knew for certain now that they were doomed, the powerful Dumbledore who was said to be the only wizards that Voldemort had ever been afraid of was dead. What hope was there for them now?

*I?m walking on a wire*

Draco turned to Hermione his wand raised " Adava Kedava" he said she fell to the ground as a green flash once again filled the room, Draco could hear Ron?s screaming as she hit the ground and Draco knew that Ron knew that Voldemort had won.

Ron?s body felt numb as he saw Hermione fall, he rushed forward closely followed by his brother and father but they had barely reached her when a green light filled the room once again.

*And I?m falling*

The last remaining Weasley men fell to the ground, the looks on their faces was that of horror, Voldemorts laugh filled the room. Draco joined him, he knew that they had won no one would dare stand in their way now that Dumbledore was gone. The world was Voldemorts for the taking.