(part 4)
It's better to have loved and lost, then never loved at all ~ Brigadoon
After Hermione had gone back to the hotel, he sat at his desk, trying to figure out how he was going to get her out of this country. Everyone who worked for the ministry was after her. Of course, she was known by her name, everyone out there knew that Hermione Granger was a wanted criminal, for her help with John Malculm. They could change her looks, and her name, and they would be safe. The problem was having him help her out without making anyone suspicious. They already were suspicious of him, if anyone found out about this, he would be screwed. He couldn't just take a random leave, not with the murder. He sighed and picked up a report from his desk. Then he remembered, the Hogwarts Reunion. He could get a leave for that, he has every reason to go to that. It was his school after all, but how would he get Hermione to go with him, without worrying anyone. He could tell them that she was his sister, but he didn't have a sister, and everyone knew that. It was written in the history books, Harry Potter was an only child. He could tell them that she was his wife, but he didn't have a wife, everyone knew that too. He was the wizarding worlds most eligible bachelor. He could tell them that she's his fiancé, that would work. No one could disprove that. He met a woman and was taking her to his reunion. He quickly wrote a letter to Ron, and sent it off with one of the prefects owls. He didn't say anything about Hermione, only that he was bringing a visitor. The reunion was in a week, and that was enough time to plan everything. They could get to Hogsmade, go to Hogwarts, and maybe someone there could help them get to America. But there was also John, he couldn't just leave him there, to get convicted of something he didn't do, there was no way he could escape the treason charge, but he didn't commit the murder. It would be just like Sirus all over again. Why did it always have to be him. Couldn't he have asked someone else, why did he have to get himself caught. He threw down the report and walked out of the office, he just needed some fresh air.
Hermione slowly walked home, thinking about what John had said. She knew all about Azkaban and the Dementors kiss after her third year, and she wouldn't wish that on her worst enemy..Ok, maybe Malfoy, but that was different. He was the one causing all this. he was the one who had the Ministry after her. What was she, she didn't do anything, but he had in for her ever since she got a better grade then him that first year, just because she was part muggle, just because John was part muggle. It had nothing to do with that he did, it was just an excuse, as was this murder accusation. How could he be guilty of this, they even have newspaper reports that they were in Berlin at the time. If only there was someway to prove it without getting herself caught. She got back to the hotel, and laid down to think. All of sudden she heard pecking at the window. It was an owl. How did it find her here, she thought at first, and then she remembered, Owls know where everyone is. She let it in. It dropped a letter on the bed, and flew out. The letter was a piece of parchment which looked similar to the letters she used to get before school from Hogwarts. Opening it up she wasn't surprised that it was from Hogwarts. It was an invitation to her class 10th year reunion. How she wished she could go, but there was no way. Had it really been ten years. It didn't feel that long. She could still remember that day that the got off the train for the last time their seventh year. She had no idea what she was going to do with her life, but of course neither did Harry or Ron. Ron figured he would follow the footsteps of the rest of his family and work of the Ministry in some way or another. Harry had no clue, and she was going to college. She had no idea why Harry didn't go, he was Harry Potter after all, he could have gotten into any school in the wizarding world alone, just on his name. She sighed and tucked the letter into her bag. Even if she did get out of France, she could never go back to the wizarding world, but she knew she could never even go back to the muggle world. She had nothing there. Her witch training meant nothing to them, to them she didn't even graduate high school.
He finally found his way home about four hours later. He had someone found himself in the muggle section of Marseilles, of course everyone stared at him. A grown man walking around in robes on a summer day. Getting home, he plopped down on the bed, to find that he was laying on a letter. Wow, that was quick. But it wasn't from Ron, it was from Hogwarts. His official invitation to the Reunion. It was the first thing he had gotten from that place since his graduation. He noticed that Dumbledore was still the headmaster. He wondered if he was ever going to retire. Dumbledore could help them, he could trust him. That was what they were going to do. He would get leave to go to his reunion. He even had the paper to prove that it was real. He would travel with Hermione, tell everyone that she was his fienee, and then get to Hogwarts and safely. He pulled out a piece of parchment and wrote a letter to Dumbledore telling him that he was coming to the reunion and that he was bringing something. Once that got out, it would cause quite a stir. Harry Potter had someone. If only they knew what he was up to, he thought laughing. He sealed the letter, and gave it to Hegwig jr. who flew off.
The next day, before he went to work, he went to the Hotel St. Just to tell Hermione of his plan. When he got to the hotel room he noticed the room was slightly open. He opened the door, and got the shock of his life. The room was in shambled. The table was overturned, and her clothes and papers were strewn around the room. He knew at once that Ministry officials had been there. Oh my god, She had been caught, he though. He knew this was going to happen, he had failed. He sat down on his bed, and put his head in his hands.
Lookie..I didn't have a pre story Authors note...I had absolutely nothing to say. but look, instead you get a cliffhanger. Huh, didn't expect this to happen, did ya. Well, you will be mighly surprised. This is where the Casablanca theme leaves off, and my own plot takes over. Please review..I want to know what you think.>