The Graveyard

Hey guys! I wrote this before the Deathly Hallows came out so any reference to the book is purely coincidental. Please let me know what you think as I have lots more.

DISCLAIMER: J.K. Rowling holds all the rights to the characters and the storyline on which this fanfic is based.

It was midnight; the final chime rang out from the Churchyard Bell.

In the Graveyard, two figures stood frozen to the spot. " She should be back by now," one of them whispered.

"Ronald Weasley will you please stop worrying! She is one of the cleverest witches around, she's just a little…well… late!" his friend replied shakily.

Late: that was a joke. Hermione Granger was never late; she had always claimed tardiness to be a sin! Harry Potter stood glancing around the graveyard worried that there was no sign of his friend. He was wishing that he had made Ron go with Hermione, no matter how much she had complained.

Pink sparks illuminated one corner of the graveyard, making the two friends jump and aim their wands in the direction of an emerging figure.

"Ginny; are you trying to give me a bloody heart attack? Honestly, some people show no consideration for others," sulked Ron.

Harry asked Ginny Weasley if something was wrong with her and if she had seen Hermione. His voice sounded high-pitched and squeaky but he was too concerned to care.

"You mean she's not back yet?" Ginny asked. Before Harry could reply Ron scowled at his sister and shouted, "Yes Ginny, she's back… She's hiding behind a Gravestone waiting to jump out on you and shout, "BOO". You stupid git, do you think Harry and I would look so worried if she were back?"

Ron and Ginny glared at each other, gripping their wands, tempers flaring. A loud popping sound broke the silent tension and a few seconds later the three friends realised Hermione had just apparated right next to them.

"Hermione," Harry said shaking Hermione by the shoulders, "what happened? Are you ok?"

"For Merlin's sake, let her catch her breath Harry" Ginny scolded

The there of them turned to look at Hermione as she stammered "He…. He…. he helped me."

The rest of them looked at each other and Harry asked "He? He who?" Looking from Harry to Ginny Ron said, "She's not making any sense, not like she ever…"

"Oh shut up Ron," Ginny snapped cutting him off, "sense is something you are yet to grasp the concept of"

"Harry…. Snape…." Hermione managed to stutter.

"Snape?" said Harry looking surprised, "What about Snape? Hermione, snap out of it, you have to tell me. Did you see him? What happened?" He started to shake Hermione roughly by the shoulders again.

"Harry…. will you stop that" Even though he heard Ron's pleas he was too angry at the thought of Snape being there to stop and carried on, ignoring the voices behind him.

"Harry Potter I don't care if you've battled You-Know-Who I will make you stop shaking her!" Ron said angrily raising his wand at his best friends back. Harry listened this time and stood back from Hermione breathing rapidly, a wild look in his eyes.

"Harry… He helped me…" Hermione seemed to have found her voice again, "he saved my life. They were going to see me but Snape… well he turned me invisible and… oh Harry…he told me to sit still and keep quiet and he led them away from me!" Hermione despaired.