16 pieces, 2 sides, 1 victory..only one survives and the rest is sacrificed to the king. The 2 sides balck and white line up ready to march to their utter death. A sorrowful battle field full of blood and dead pieces scatterd around like fallen soilders there life tangled in the consequences of every move made.

The pawns start first, the smallest but the bravest of the soilders ready to fight, some die but some to scared to take the step of their life.

Soon the others joined in like rain Turing into a mighty storm..”will I win or will I not” thats the question, but never for royalty protected until the end.

But the time has come..only The queen and king where left on the white side,what will they do?will their love story come to a tragic end like Romeo and Juliet. The queen was a piece with a heart of a warrior and the king was a mind fragile but a silent power

The end was threatening to come for them but which one they both fought for each other especially the queen for her love but love is unfair it never comes her way..

Then the word was said “checkmate” she felt the pain of a thousand heartaches in one brief second she lost him to the other black queen who was stealing him away from-

“Come on Hermione you lost to me more times than I actually handed my homework on time..no need to be that upset”said Ron but it was much more than that,they sat in silence stareing into each others eyes like they where the only thing existing in the universe “if you have time maybe we could go to the three broomsticks..we haven’t really talked in a-“just as they where about to go lavender enterd the room witg a sudden change of atmosphere, Ron and lavender walked away leaving Hermione to wonder about the day where her side of the game gets a happy ending.