Swept Away

by Angelicacb

Hermione was just trying to cope with the end of the war like anyone else in the Wirzarding community when she was swept away from her world and taken to another. Now she must deal with not only her memories of the war, but being in a place completely different from her own. This is my first story, so please keeps comments constructive. Rated high for safety

1. Chapter 1

Chapter One

Everything at 12 Grimmauld Place was very quite for Harry and Hermione. The reporters had finally stopped bugging them daily for interviews and the funerals for all that had passed away during the war were over. One might even say it was peaceful even, but that would be lying. The quite only brought back the memories that were still very fresh in their minds. It had almost been two weeks from the battle of Hogwarts, and preparations of building the school again were just starting to take place. Most of the Death Eaters had been apprehended and were awaiting trail. Ron had been staying with his family while the grieved the death of his brother Fred. Hermione had tried to be at the burrow with Ron, but it was all too much for her. He had been so angry and nasty to her that she had to leave.

She knew that he didn't mean most of the things he had been saying to her because he was grieving, but so was she. She didn't have any family that she could go to like him. Her family didn't even know about her anymore because she obliviated them to keep them safe. So that if the Death Eaters had tried to hurt them, they wouldn't be able to do so. Of course she never told him or Harry that for fear Harry would just add the stress to the many things bad things that happened to her because she was his friend.

So when she left the Burrow she had planed on going to a hotel or something, but Harry had found out and forced her to stay with him. Saying that his best friend was not going to stay in a hotel when he had a large house with many rooms she could stay in. That had been three days ago, and things have been a little awkward for them both. Harry mostly kept to himself in Sirius's old bedroom during the days, and only coming out at night. He was still very much grieving like everyone else, but he also wanted to do it on his own. The fact that He and Ginny were fighting most likely wasn't helping, as well Hermione was sure. Ginny had wanted to stay with them as well, but Harry told her that she needed to be with her family. For some reason Ginny didn't take the answer well, and they got into a large fight. Hermione wasn't sure what all was said between them. Just that it was a very bad fight and most of Ginny's family wasn't speaking to them.

Hermione herself was having a hard time dealing with everything. So many people had died during the battle of Hogwarts, and so many things had happened that she was over whelmed to say the least. She had thought she and Ron would have worked out what happened in the chamber of secrets by now, but it seemed like that was lost. After the way he had acted when all she wanted to do was help, Hermione wasn't sure she wanted to work anything out. She knew that she most certainly didn't need him in her life if he was going to act that way, and that she wasn't going to spend the rest of her life being treated like trash. However if he came to her and asked for forgiveness she would not begrudge him of that.

Harry and Hermione had agreed that today on their quite day off that they would clean out some of the rooms that didn't get taken care of when the order was staying at Grimmauld Place. Harry wasn't sure if he wanted to keep Sirius's house or not, and even if he did keep it he didn't want to stumble a crossed something dark on his own. It was once the house of Death Eaters after all, so how knew what evil things were about. They were both currently in a room near the very back of the house sorting threw many things deciding what things they should keep, and what things they needed to get ride of.

(Hermione's POV)

"Harry don't forget that we must be careful when picking some of these things up" She told him while putting some trash into a bag. They had been doing things mostly the muggle way, but if they were unsure about an item they would only handle it with magic. The room they were cleaning only had a bunch of trash in it so far, but that didn't mean that there wasn't anything dangerous waiting to attack. " I know Hermione" Was all that Harry said to her in return. This was the only type of response she or anyone else was getting from him lately. Very short answers, and not much taking back. Taking a deep breath she reached into a pile of trash to pick it up and put into the bag when she felt something metal within the paper. Hermione tried to quickly drop whatever it was, but couldn't do so in time.

Feeling a burning sensation in her hand Hermione cried out, and brought Harry's attention to her. " What's wrong?" he asked he attempted to move closer to her, only to watch his friend disappear right before his eyes."HERMIONE!" He yelled as he sat in shock for a moment before franticly looking around the room. Harry tried to see if he could find what she had touched to make her disappear, but could not find anything where she had been sitting but papers. Panic took over him as he did the only thing he could think of. He used apparition to go to the ministry. Someone would know what to do there!

Notes: first chapter is shorter than the others will be.