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Chapter 2 – Hogsmead
Hermione woke to the sun beating on her face. She looked around realizing she is in the same place they were hiding before the snatchers arrived. She checked herself all she had was her wand, beaded bag, and Ron's deluminator. She started to try and take down any protective spells Harry might have put back up. Odd she thought to herself, there are no wards around this location at all. OK, Hermione keep calm; she thought to herself. She started to pace back and forth while thinking of a plan. She had to find Ron and Harry, but how was she supposed to do that when they have perfected not being found?
After a while Hermione stopped pacing and sat on a nearby rock. She took out the deluminator and looked at it closely while thinking back to what Ron had said when he came back a few weeks ago. She smiled at how crazy it sounded at the time "I heard a voice coming out of my pocket. Your voice," holding up the deluminator "came out of this." Well there's no voices now thought Hermione. "It didn't seem different or anything, but I was sure it was you. So I clicked it and the light went out in my room, but a new one appeared outside my window. It was a ball of light, kind of pulsing, and bluish, like the light you get around a portkey, you know? It went right in my chest. I felt warm and I knew what I was supposed to do, I knew it would take me where I needed to go."
She continued to think while twirling the deluminator in her hand. Slowly she clicked it. Her eyes widened in surprise as the blue light Ron described appeared. She gathered her things and followed the light. Just as Ron had said the light entered her chest. It felt like she was right in front a fire. Suddenly she felt she needed to be at Hogwarts. Harry and Ron must be suicidal to be there right now she thought as she apparated away with a pop.
Hermione apparated into Hogsmead with her wand at the ready, prepared to fight with death eaters. What she wasn't prepared for was Hogsmead full of Hogwarts students laughing and walking around with their friends through the small village. She spotted four boys coming her way, one with messy black hair. "Harry!" she yelled running over to them. As she got closer she was stopped by the confused look upon the boy's face. Hwas very similar to her best friend; but instead of emerald green eyes she was met with hazel. Backing up a bit she took in the features of the other three beside the Harry look alike. One was short and a bit chubby with blonde hair. Next to him was a brown haired boy with scares littering his face and a kind and familiar smile. She stopped in her track when her eyes met the fourth boy. He had long black hair and startling silver eyes. Noticing her stare he stepped forward and with a wink introduced himself. "Sirius Black at your service milady." For the second time that day everything went black.
