Hermione felt everyone tense up as the door into the house opened slowly. A large snake slowly slithered down to the ground, Voldemort walking a few steps behind it. Harry instinctively took a step back, causing a parody of a smile to appear on his face. Hermione felt on edge, watching the snake rest just a few steps away from Harry. There was an actual chance for him to make it if he was fast enough. There was a slight rustle as the three of them took out wands out of their pockets, aiming them at Death-Eaters. Hermione gasped quietly as she watched Harry take out the dagger in one quick move and stab it into the snake’s skull. There was a loud cry full of pain moments later. With fear in her eyes, she recognized it as Harry’s voice. Her gaze raced to Voldemort. She expected anything- fury, grief, or agony as another Horcrux was destroyed. Voldemort was laughing.