Bill followed Harry outside.

"Listen, Harry, she did what she thought was best. She was dying she thought that this would save us some heartache, that was her way of thinking. We didn't lose her in the war but we lost her to a battle."

"She's not dead yet Bill. Stop talking about her like she is, dammit."

"Harry, listen to yourself. Would you have done the same thing? You did do the same thing. Hermione made her choice. She chose to give up her life because she knew that there was little or no chance she would ever make it. When you guys showed up at Shell Cottage, she barely had any magical power left. Just to keep her alive I was forced to give her some of mine, something I never told anyone. In the wizard world its like a adoptive thing, she is a little sister to me and only me. I tried to check her at the final battle and I saw that her powers were waning again but she wouldn't let me do a magic transfusion saying that I would need all the magic that I could get. She used what was left to save Fred, and she would have died then and there but I quickly and without her knowledge did another transfusion. You have to face facts. She is dying. Nothing can stop that. no matter how much you try."

Harry turned to look at Bill. Tears were still streaming down his face and a look of confusion was still in his eyes.

"Why did she write to all of you? She didn't leave anything for me, never once mentioned my name. Why?"

"She might just send a letter to you or she might want you to send a letter to her. Think about what you want, just remember to respect her wishes. Ever while dying, Hermione's got a nasty hex and a mean temper."

Harry nodded in acceptance. He wouldn't try to find her, just yet. He would let the Weasley's think he was going off for something else. He turned his back away from the house and simply stated, "I need to get back to Grimmauld Place to see if she left a letter there. Can I have the instructions to get Sirius back? I'll do that after I clear his name along with Snape's. Snape might be able to help, he might have a potion that could reverse the effects of the curse or he might have a book that could help or hell maybe even knowing what the curse was would help." He turned back to Bill and smiled. "Thank you for helping her. You gave me more time with her and for that I am grateful. Why didn't she tell us though? Something was holding her back and I want to know what it was. She should have came to me right after it happened."

"Harry, you were upset about Sirius. You thought that he was dead. She was trying to stretch herself so thin anyway but she knew that you didn't need anymore pressure on your shoulders. I need you to breathe. Go home and sleep. Write her a letter or see if she sent you one. Don't go after her, please, don't do it."

Harry nodded his head again and turned on his heel. He opened his eyes when he felt his feet touch solid ground again. He walked through to doors to the ministry and toward the minister's office.

He didn't stop at the secretaries desk, he didn't care enough to.

"Kingsley, I need a favor. Hermi… someone gave me a spell that could bring Sirius back. I want your permission to use it."

Kingsley looked at the savior and just nodded his head.

"Listen, Harry, I heard what happened. Mr. Weasley told me."

"I don't want to talk about it Minister. I just want to find her and save her before its too late. I don't know if its possible but I at least want to try. I'll be in tomorrow to bring Sirius back."

Harry turned and left the office not giving the Minister a chance to answer.

At his house he ran straight to the kitchen while calling Kreacher.

"Master called?"

"Did a letter come?"

"I'm sorry Master. Kreacher has not seen no letter."

Harry nodded his head and changed direction to go to the library. He was going to write her a letter.

Dear Hermione,

I wish you would have told me. I would have done something to help. I need you here with me. I thought that after all we've been through we would finally get a break but here I am, missing my best friend. Please come back to us. I love you. I saw our future with curly haired green eyed kids. I need you to come back to me. I promised Bill I wouldn't look for you, yet. I'll give you six months and if you don't come back I will find you. I'm the savior of the wizarding world. You can't hide forever.

I love you

Harry