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AN: Sorry for the hold up on The Bet, but don't worry an update is coming! Here is my new story... I hope you like it beacuse its been stcuk in my mind for awhile.
How had this happened? They were careful, well at least Hermione was. This was his entire fault. He had let them become captured; they let their guard down for one night, and know everything was ruined. All they had worked for and everything they had done, gone. Harry looked over at Ron, his head was in his hands, deep in thought. Hermione, he was mostly likely thinking about her, they both were.
Flashback
"It'll be fine, we'll be safe trust me." Harry told them.
"I don't know about this, what if something happens..." Hermione replied
"Mione, don't worry, its one night, before you know it we'll be back home, and safe. Plus we'll put up some extra protection charm, we'll be fine." Ron told her.
"Alright, I guess one night with no one on watch should be okay…" she replied hesitantly.
"Good, then its settled, we all need a full nights sleep anyways." Harry said.
They climbed into the tent they had made, and prepared for bed. They last thing that crossed all their minds before they fell into a deep asleep, was that they had finally destroyed all they hocruxes, only Voldemort was left to destroy.
They had only been asleep a short while when they were taken by surprise and captured. It was an ambush; they had to choice to go along willingly. And this is where they had ended up.
End Flashback
They had to escape, they only problem was that they had no wands, and Hermione was gone.
That was the worst part, they had put himself, and Ron into a cell type room, and taken Hermione. Ron had put up the strongest fight for her, but they knocked him out and took her. They had to chance of escaping, without her. She was the one with the plans; she was the one that was always prepared. And now she was gone, but not dead.
Hermione had insisted that they do the charm. She had found it in an extremely old magic book. It was a sort of bonding charm, between the three of them. It seemed nearly impossible but she had done it. She had made the potions and preformed the charms. They pricked their fingers and put a drop of blood into three "lockets". These "lockets" were thin pieces of magic metal with the rune sign for magic on them. A drop of each of their blood was placed into one for each of them. Charms were said and the lockets dropped in a special potion. The only was that it would work was if they completely trusted one another, which they did. So it had worked.
They were to wear them around their necks at all times. If one of them was to die, the charm would burn, and glow red for a short time. Then the victims' magic would flow between the remaining two giving them extra strength and magic. It was a life bind, but very resourceful. The three were bound for life.
They knew she wasn't dead because the necklace did not burn or glow. They still had hope.
Sometime later they heard people coming down the hallway. They gate keeping them in was opened and in walked a battered looking Hermione.
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