A/N: I am glad you guys are liking the story so far, and don't mind me making Ron a jerk, but I really do not like him sometimes. I am having fun writing the chapters, and can't wait to see your reviews.

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Gentle Hearts – Chapter Four

Somewhere Else

Lucius thought himself better than everyone he came across, the master of his house hold, but in the presence of his 'master' he thought himself nothing but a child. He had been forced to open his home to the Dark Lord, and did whatever he could to please the snake like man, even threatening his son to keep in him the loop of the-boy-who-lived. He fell to his knees, as he entered the room, where his master had summoned him, "You wanted to see me, My Lord?"

"Yes it has come to my attention, that there is a group of visitors, running the grounds of Hogwarts this year," The Dark Lord stared down at his snake, who was circling the blonde, as if it wanted to devire him.

"I know what you know my Lord, my son has been following Potter around, like you had asked him. From what I know, Potter does not interact with the guest, outside there quarters," Answered the aristocrat, not taking his eyes off the floor, "Why do you care for the guest, when the young Potter is what the Prophecy showed, my Lord?"

"I find it parculier that we have guest, now that everyone knows of my return," He stared down at the blonde, as he stood to his feet, "Did your son give a name of the guest?"

"Robert Drake, Peter Rasputin, Hermione Granger, and there tutor Scott Summers," Answered the blonde, as he kept his head down.

The Dark Lord raised his brow, as he heard the familiar name, not believing that there was any similarities, "Granger, find out more about her?" He hurried out of the room, with his robes billowing behind him, leaving the rooms occupants confused.

Hogsmeade Weekened

Hermione held her boyfriends hand, as they walked through the little village, and looked into the shops, "How do you no notice them stare?" she spotted a group of girls, openly oggling her boyfriend, and Bobby, which she had found amusing.

He kissed the top of her head, not paying the girls any attention, and kissed her head, "I see you only, love. Bobby could have girls, yes?"

"I think he like Harry, more than those girls," Hermione explained, spotting her best friend, go into the candy shop with said man, "Can't believe he asked him out."

"Bobby like Harry, so he ask out," Her boyfriend explained, as if it was as simple as that.

"After a month panting after him," Hermione rolled her eyes, remembering the late nights talking with her best friend, and how nervous he had been to ask the Englishman out, "I am just happy he's happy, and hope he won't keep me up, talking about his date all week."

"Hope he will be too distracted, to tale us about new boyfriend," Agreed the large boy, as he lead her into the candy shop.

The Headmaster's Office

"There are seven of them all together," Explained the Headmaster, as he explained to the young woman, who was leaning against his desk, "Every time he kills someone, he puts a piece of his soul into an object, and as far as we are aware there are seven."

"And that is how he was brought back, this group of followers uses one, to bring him back?" Scott asked, standing behind his student.

"We want to him gone," Peter added, resting his hand on his girlfriends shoulder, "My Mina, wants father gone for good."

"He killed my mother when I was three, for reasons I have no idea about, and some of the students here have been through so much because of him," The young woman stared up at one of the potraits, who seemed to be listening intensely, "Let my friends, and I, go collect these objects to destroy them, without the others knowing. There has to be a way to destroy them, teach us the spell.

Just as she finished her suggestion, a golden sword appeared on the desk in front of her, taking all occupants in the room by surprise.

"Uhm, where did that sword come from?" Bobby asked, staring at the beautiful piece.

"It seems to think you guys are worthy, this is Gryffindor's sword," The Headmaster smiled as the young woman lifted it, before walking to a small closet, where he pulled out a map, "I have marked the spots, where each object could be found, one of them is in the castle. Two others were destroyed already, so it should just be the five now, and you should bring Potter."

"I will not allow his life to be in danger," Bobby exclaimed, not wanting to see the young man hurt, who he was starting to grow close too.

"His magic might be able to help us, Bobby," Hermione explained gently, resting a hand on her best friend arm, and meeting his eyes. "He is safer with us, than at the school, until we put an end to Voldemort."

Her friend just nodded, knowing that his friend was right, but than gave the Headmaster a hard look, "That Ron will no come with us."

"Agree, we not trust Ron, he raised his wand to my Mina," Peter agree, his body turning to metal, as he stood in front of his girlfriend.

"You didn't tell me that, Mina," Scott stared at the young woman, who was like a niece to him, as he checked for any bruises. Than turned to glare at the old man, "You allow your students, to draw there wands onto others? What kind of school are you running here?"

"Scott," The young woman rested a hand to the older mans arm, and softened her expression, "I am alright."

He wrapped his arms around the young woman, and took a deep breath, "Your grandfather would kill me, if I allowed something to happen to you, in the place he trusted you to be safe."

"I already had a young witch, Luna, to send a letter for me with her Owl. He knows what has happened, and understands we're staying for a little while longer," Hermione explained gently, smiling as she thought of the blonde girl, who she found walking alone often.

The Professor stared at the young woman, and stared at the Headmaster, "We will leave first thing in the morning, with the Potter boy."

The Headmaster nodded, as a twinkle appeared in his eyes, "I will have every thing ready to go in the morning."

"Thank you," Was the last thing the young woman said, as her group turned and left the Headmasters office.

A/N: I apologize for my spelling, and grammar. Please review.