This is my first story, enjoy.
All Harry Potter characters belong to J. k. Rowing. I am only a fan.
Hermione Granger looked up from her ancient runes book she had been reading by the common room fire and frowned in the direction of the portrait hole. Some sixth years had just come through it, since it was now curfew. But the one she had been expecting hours ago still hadn't come through. Tonight was one of Harry's Occulemcy lessons with Snape and they usually ended in plenty of time before curfew. With Umbridge, Filch and the Inquisitorial squad prowling around, Harry wasn't likely to linger in the castle.
Hermione sighed.
Where was he?
Just then Ron came down from the boys dorm and plopped himself down in the chair opposite Hermione.
"Harry not back yet?" he asked glancing at the portrait hole.
"No," said Hermione. "And I don't understand it."
"Maybe that git Snape deliberately kept Harry down there, you know polishing cauldrons or something," Ron replied darkly. "And made sure to keep him till after curfew so he could be caught out by that toad Umbridge."
"Hmmm, but I don't think Snape would do that," Hermione said slowly.
"You DON'T think Snape would do that?" Ron said in disbelief. "Hermione, this is Snape we're talking about."
"Yes, but think how Harry's described the meetings. Snape hates having to teach Harry, it's a chore Dumbledores made him do. Once he's finishes the lesson he wants to get rid of Harry as soon as possible. Any petty revenge he wants to exact he can do in potions," Hermione said patiently.
"I suppose," Ron said doubtfully.
"Something else must have happened to Harry," Hermione said grimly.
Ron looked up alarmed.
"Then we need to go find him, what if Umbridge get him," Ron said leaping to his feet.
"Ron, its curfew."
"We'll use Harry's cloak," said Ron grabbing her hand and pulling her to her feet.
"We can't not look for him, Hermione."
"I know and we are," Hermione said smiling. "But it would be helpful if we knew where he was."
Ron gaped at her for a moment, then grinned, whooped, grabbed her other hand and whirled her round.
"Hermione, you're a genius"
A few people left in the Common Room sniggered at this display but luckily Fred and George weren't there. Even so Ron's ears went red and he loosened his hold on Hermione's hands. Hermione, blushing slightly, pulled Ron towards the dorms. There was a couple of "oooo's" to which Ron, letting go of one of Hermione'e hands, replied with a finger and a "sod off."
As the two made their way up to the 5th year boys dorm, Ron said in a modified voice. "As I said Hermione you're brilliant, I can't believe I didn't think of the Marauders Map."
"Yes well, once we know where Harry is, we'll take the cloak and see what he's up to"
Dean, Seamus and Neville were in the dorm, but were so used to seeing Hermione they didn't remark on it. Ron went over to Harry's trunk and took out the map while Hermione sat on Harry's bed. Ron brought the map to the bed, gave it to Hermione and sat beside her. Both of them bent low over it as Hermione said softly "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good" and tapped the map with her wand.
As the map appeared, and they could see little dots with names attached to them, they both scanned the map looking for Harry Potter.
"Ron" Hermione gasped pointing at the map.
Ron looked where she was pointing and almost swore. The dot labelled Harry Potter was in the Hospital Wing.