Authors note: This is not my first fic but plz...although I love criticism I don't want nasty comments about tiny things such as grammar or spelling mistakes. I hope you all understand. Anyway, This fic starts at that one Quittidtch practice in the Half-Blood Prince.

He didn't know what had got into his friend at the moment. His flying technique had became wilder and wilder until he finally punched an oncoming Demelza Robins in the mouth.

"It was an accident,I'm sorry Demelza, really sorry!" Ron shouted after her as she zigzagged back to the ground dripping blood everywhere.

"I don't know how it happened. I just-"

"Panicked"Ginny said angrily, landing beside Demelza and examining her fat lip.

"You prat,Ron, look at the state of-"

"ENOUGH!!" Harry bellowed, not being able to stand the arguing a second longer. He didn't know what came over him. With a roar of frustration he threw his broom to the ground and stormed back up to the castle without a second glance. They all just stared after him wondering what had just happened. Well, everybody's accept Ron. He picked up Harry's firebolt and after shooting one last dirty look at the rest of the team he went back up to the castle to tell Hermione about what just happened

A few days later

Somehow the whole school suddenly knew about the fiasco at the practice and that Harry himself hadn't been seen at all since. Ron and Hermione were beginning to get worried since they knew he wasn't normally this angry (seeing as they'd known him for 6 years) so they knew it must have been something pretty big to get him worked up that much. It wasn't just the trio, now duo, that were worried. The teachers were also beginning to worry about his sudden disappearance and many search parties had already been executed in hope of finding the boy but to no avail. The whole castle had been searched and also , even though it was unlikely for him to be there, hogsmeade had also been thoroughly searched. Ron and Hermione of course, weren't that stupid. Harry probably had his cloak so it would be pretty easy for him to hide and not be found. On this note they searched whilst waving their had through the air incase they hit and found Harry. One day while talking to Ron who was staring vacantly at Harry's usual chair, it hit her. The only room they had not yet searched since it could only be found...

"When you need it!" Hermione breathed, ignoring Ron's bewildered expression as she went rambling on.

"Listen-No listen Ron! Where have we not searched. The room of requirement Ron!! How do we know Harry is not in there right now thinking no one will find him which is probably what he wants! We need to go and check right now" she practically yelled it and was already halfway out the portrait hole when Ron decided to object.

"Hermione come on! How do we know that he isn't actually there and we're wasting o-" he was cut short as a small but strong hand collided with the side of his face. Reeling backwards from the impact, he saw Hermione with her hand raised preparing to strike again.

"HOW...DARE ...YOU SUGGEST WE WONT FIND HIM RONALD WEASLEY!!!!HOW DARE YOU!!!!" She screamed as he sprinted out the portrait hole and down the length of the corridor. He didn't stop running with Hermione hot on his tail until he reached the stretch of wall opposite the tapestry( I don't remember what it's called) opposite the room of requirement. Walking past it as quickly as he could three times he thought as strongly and as desperately as he could in his head...

'I need the place where Harry is hiding. I need to know where he is hiding. I need to see where he hides.'

He knew before he opened his eyes that it had worked. He saw the usual black door to the room of requirement. Hermione caught up to him just as he opened the door. He just stared. He had not expected to see what he was seeing at all.