She pushed open the doors with what residual strength she had, and almost sneaked outside, till one of the junior Auror came to consciousness. "Halt!" warned the Auror as he pointed his wand at the witch, "Put your hands behind your head and kneel!" Hermione complied as she groggily knelt on the hard stone. The Auror naive enough to not cast an incarcerous, moved towards Hermione, as he looked around the destroyed prison gates. As he reached her proximity, Hermione bashed his wand arm with the sharp rock she held concealed behind. As the Auror lost his wand, Hermione lunged at him to pin him to the ground. Before he could react, she bashed his head with the rock again with all her strength. An almost feral look crossed her crazed eyes, the sight of blood awakening something primal inside her. "Oh yes! Now I know how it feels to hold a life at ransom. You shouldn't have bothered! But no worries, I'll end your misery!" spoke Hermione for the first time since weeks. She grabbed his wand lying nearby. "You know, I made a vow the day of my trial. It's not nice to leave it unfulfilled!" mused the witch as she leaned near the injured Auror's body, who was screaming with pain and begging mercy from the crazed witch. "Be Proud Auror, you'll be the first at my attempt to fulfill it, and your savior would be last!" she finished the last part with a sneer worthy of Malfoys, then casting a saccharine sweet smile, that appeared hauntingly eerie on her scarred face. "Good-bye! INCENDIO!", she watched with manic glee as the fire engulfed the young Auror, as he begged for mercy, help and death. Only after the Auror's scream stopped did she leave the prison gates and towards the mainland, on the abandoned boat she found at the docks.