ok, that was quick. oh well. next chap. r&r plz. once again, you know the disclaimer.
Harry hadn't heard anything since he'd gone into hiding. He'd rented a small place in Godric's Hollow, hoping that because of the past, Voldemort wouldn't think to look there. Since he'd moved, he'd only contacted the others once. He had just begun to think he should contact them again, to let them know that he was still safe, when Hermione's urgent owl had flown in. With that owl, all sense of safety he'd achieved had flown out of the window. That was all two hours ago. Now he stood in the forbidden forest, desperately trying to get a grasp on the situation, which was easier said than done with a hysterical Hermione and Ginny clinging to him.
"Please, Harry." Ginny sobbed into his chest. "You've got to do something!" He was about to agree with her when the ever-levelheaded Hermione cut in.
"No." She said quietly. "That's what they want." How she managed to hold onto any reason at all was beyond any of them. "I'll go." Harry didn't like the idea of her facing Voldemort alone, but he knew by the gleam in her eyes that there was no stopping her.
"I'll help you." Ginny spoke with a resolve that broke Harry's heart. He couldn't let her go to…
"Please no, Ginny." He pleaded. "I couldn't bear to loose you." He felt a tender hand on his arm as his eyes filled with tears.
"He's my brother." Ginny said softly. "And I can't let Hermione go on her own." It was the only thing that could be done.
"Be safe, then." He gave in. "If there is anything I can do for you, anything at all, just tell me." They were headed onto dangerous ground that only he'd crossed, and he would help them however he could.
"Thanks, Harry." Both girls gave him tight hugs before turning and walking back to the castle.
"I'll send you an owl to keep you posted." Hermione promised. Harry nodded, and watched them all the way out of sight before he headed out himself.
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Harry couldn't sleep that night. Everytime he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with Ron's frightened face and Voldemort's cruel laugh. Hedwig sensed his restlessness, and chirped quietly.
"He's my best mate." He told the owl. "How can I sleep knowing that he's in Voldemort's clutches?" He cried softly into the night, lost with what to do. Hedwig cooed quietly every so often, trying to comfort him, but Harry was beyond comfort now. After about half the night, he finally fell into an exhausted sleep. When he dreamed, he dreamed of Malfoy. He saw Ron lying in an unconscious state, and Malfoy stood nearby, crying. When he woke in the morning, he recalled the image with remorse. Suddenly, a fury he'd never known rooted deep into his heart. "I'll make you cry, Malfoy." He swore. "For what you've done to the only family I've ever known, I'll make you cry."
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