Chapter One: The Mess Dumbledore Left

Harry laid their on a small bed, twirling the golden snitch left to him by Dumbledore. It's cold surface was welcomed as a heat wave had suddenly come into the tent. What reason had these items: the snitch, a children's story book, and a deluminator been left to the three? Dumbledore must of had a plan right? He couldn't of just decided that "Oh this would be the perfect three things for these three to remember me" or could he?

Swish

The tent's flaps opened as Hermione charged in. "Ronald Weasley!" She shrieked as soon as she could be seen to which Ron turned with a look of fear. A locket bounced wildly against her chest as she ran in toward the redheaded wizard.

"What'd I do this time?" He replied, he was used to this by now. Harry was too. The two friends bickered constantly. It was a surprise Ron was still alive or better yet, Hermione was still sane (Ron would probably say she's mad).

"You very well know what you did. The tent wasn't this hot just a second ago. You were messing with the air conditioner weren't you?!"

"No..Yes. I'm sorry though! I'm going bloody mad just sitting here. We've had no lead for weeks! Dumbledore couldn't have left us off any worse."This made Harry sigh.

Ron was right, Dumbledore didn't leave them in the best situation. Nothing could be done, the man was gone. All they had was one Horcrux, the locket. It turned out the one Harry had retrieved with Dumbledore had been a fake. Mundungus Fletcher had stolen the real one. He had sold it to guess who, Umbridge. The trio had to break into Ministry of Magic with the use of Polyjuice potion. You're probably wondering "Did it go smoothly, they just walked in and took it? No harm?" Nope. It ended with the three practically being chased by the whole building because Harry attacked Umbridge. On the bright side, they did end up with the locket. They had a schedule in which they took turns wearing it.

"Hermione, maybe you should take the locket off?" Harry tried to suggest nicely as he could. "It may be fueling your anger a bit."

"Stay out of this, Harry! I'm tired of him always messing things up!" She turned to him.

"Alright, Alright." Harry jumped up, leaving the snitch on the bed. He made his way over to her and forced the locket up over her head and off of her. "Feel better now?"

"Um..yeah. Sorry, Ron." She turned to him, her cheeks a light shade of red. "I must of worn it too long."

"Worn it too long? Bloody hell. I'd say so." Ron added.

"I should probably make a new schedule for us, depending on how long each of us are able to withstand it."

"Sounds like a good idea." Harry agreed.

2 Days Following..

Harry awoke with a start, he could hear crickets chirping from outside. He turned to a clock, yep it was still nighttime. This was about the tenth time, he'd awoken from a nightmare since they'd been on the run. He still wondered how things were at the burrow, they'd left as soon as it was attack during Bill and Fleur's wedding. Hopefully all of his friends were alive. So many people had been hurt just because of some prophecy that involved him and the biggest threat the wizard world had seen. If only it'd been different. If only Voldemort hadn't returned.

"Harry, are you alright?" Hermione whispered in from his left. "Another nightmare?"

"Yeah..I'm fine though." He answered with the usual response.

"Are you sure?" She was next to him now, her hand on his.

"I'll be alright. Can we talk about this in the morning?" To this she agreed with yes.

Ron quietly laid in his bed watching, he turned placing his back to the others at the end of the conversation.

Author Note: According to the results of my poll, a few of you wanted this. :) Chapter Two Coming Soon.