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Chapter 2: No kidding?
Hermione woke up in her bed in the Gryffindor dormitories, with a terrible headache.
She muttered: "What a stupid nightmare, utterly ridiculous, I need a headache relieving potion" and took a small glass vial from her trunk, quickly downing the medication.
The first thing Hermione did after her headache was gone was to go to the boys dormitories, to check on Harry, but he was not there.
She thought: "This is not a good new, and more worrying, his belongings are not here either".
Upon entering the Gryffindor common room, she saw Parvati Patil sitting on a couch, reading a magazine.
Parvati was alone in the room, and despite not being close with the girl, Hermione asked her what happened.
"You fainted", answered the dark haired girl "Madam Pomfrey checked you and found nothing wrong, she determined it was just exhaustion. You were brought to your bed for a good night sleep"
"Have you seen Harry?" asked Hermione.
"Harry who?" asked a puzzled Parvati.
"Never mind" sighed Hermione.
Hermione ran out of the Gryffindor common room and returned to her bedroom, to be alone to do a little thinking.
Once in her room, she spent a few minute to catch her breath, and though: "It is far worse than just an ordinary nightmare, I must check a few things, the look in Parvati's eyes was strange, she must be thinking I have lost it, if I don't want to have people thinking I'm crazy, I must be careful before talking about Harry to other people, and check a few things first."
Hermione returned to the common room and first checked the House bulletin, unsurprisingly, there was no mention of Harry.
The Quidditch Team roster showed that Cormac McLaggen had played seeker for the last five years, and again, here was no traces of Harry.
Hermione began to be really worried.
"This can't be true, someone is playing a very stupid and cruel joke on me".
Hermione went to check a few other places and things, the places where the most visible traces of Harry should be.
The list of the student clubs, of course, as the DA was listed as an official association, since their sixth year.
But unfortunately, the DA appeared to not exist.
Not a single mention of a Harry Potter in any of the school clubs, not one.
Her searches lead her to the room of requirements, where so many of their meetings took place.
She walked along the corridor three times, thinking "I need to go to the room where I trained so often with my friends"
But no door appeared, the section of old wall remaining completely unchanged.
Frustrated, Hermione paced a few time in the desert corridor.
She had an inspiration and wished: "I need to go to the room as it was used for the last time".
An unfamiliar old oaken door appeared silently in the ancient stone wall.
Hermione opened the old door, the rusty lock and hinges making a lot of noise.
When she entered the dusty old room, it looked like it has not been used for at least a couple of dozen years, with a thick layer of dust everywhere, but with such a room, who can ever know.
She then tried the Award Room, checking every single cup and award under the eyes of a few perplexed students, but again, there was no sign of Harry, not a single mention of his familiar name on any of the Quidditch Cups, or House cups, other names being seen where his should have been.
In a rather bold move, she went to the office of the Headmistress Minerva McGonagall.
There was the time for a little Slytherin cunning as well as quite a lot of Gryffindor bravery.
She felt a little guilty as she prepared to lie to her favourite teacher, but reasoned that it was not a lie, not exactly, more like misdirection and information retention.
She knocked on the door and waited for the Headmistress to allow her to enter.
"Headmistress, please, I need a little help"
"Yes Miss Granger, what can I do for you?"
"I have a little problem, I want to find a friend I had here in school in the past, and I'm no longer certain of his family name and address.
The other students were unable to remember him from my description. But I confess I'm rather bad at describing people. Could I be allowed to check the student registry to see if I can find him again? It is rather important for me."
"I don't see a problem, after all, the school registry is not secret, only the registry of future student is restricted."
McGonagall took a large and heavy leather bound book from an old stand in the right corner of her office.
"Here it is, please bring it back once you have finished"
"Thank you Professor"
"No problem, Miss Granger, it is always a pleasure to help my students"
Hermione went to check the big magical registry, and her usual thorough researches gave shocking results.
"This is bad, very bad" thought Hermione, beginning to despair, "there is no sign of a Harry James Potter in the registry, none whatsoever.
No, bad is not the correct word, this is far worse than I thought, there is no record of James Potter or Lily Evans either.
Hell, according to this registry, there was never any Potter in the school, not one.
It is as if none of them has ever existed. Not a single one."