Disclaimer: don't own it, but i wish i did. It would make college in the fall a lot easier...
A/N: This chapter has to do with the world surrounding Hermione and Draco, like the war, Harry and Ron, the rest of the order and so on. The next chapter will be back to normal, and will continue where chapter four left off. But this will be important later on.
Chapter 6: On the Outside
Three Weeks Prior
"Harry, did you find 'Mione anywhere?" Ron desperately yelled to his best friend.
"No, have you?" Harry yelled in return.
"What is she is dead? What are we going to do. She was the brains behind everything. We need her if we want to win in the end. I know the prophecy says you have to be the one to kill him, but you know you can't do it without her help." Ron was becoming more and more desperate as the minutes passed.
"You don't think I don't know that. Ron, she was my life. You know we were engaged. She is my world. Fuck Voldemort. She's all I care about." Harry was on the verge of tears. Since the war stared two years ago, he knew he might lose her. Their love was strong though, and everyone knew Hermione could take care of herself.
Hermione, I know your not dead. I can feel it. Please come back to me. I need you. I love you more than life itself. If I have to die to get to you, so be it.
The order had been searching for days. All the bodies form the last battle had been tallied. So far the war had been going smoothly for the good guys. Very few casualties. No one in the core of the Order and been killed.
Meanwhile, the other side hadn't fared so well. In every battle that took place, the numbers were decimated. So far this battle had been successful, Malfoy Sr., Nott, Avery. Harry had finally has his revenge on Bellatrix as well. He suffered and lost the last thing that mattered to him.. She had killed his last chance at a family, until Hermione.
"Ron, can you go back to headquarters and see if she might've turned up there? We need to find her man, I don't know what I'll do if I lose her." Harry heard the pop of Ron leaving. He just sat there and cried.
Hermione, where have you gone. Can't you see how we are all in pain! We need you here. I need you here. I told you it was a bad idea to fight in your condition. Your my world, my life.
Harry sat there for hours and wept.
Present time
"Hey man, how are you doing?" Ron questioned.
Everyone had noticed the change within Harry. He was darker inside. He no longer smiled. It was as if he had died and sent some zombie in his place.. He had become more obsessed with finding and killing Voldemort, but that's all.. He barely ate and barely slept. Everyone wondered if it was so when he finally defeated his foe, he could die on the spot.
They all knew that Hermione was his life, but no one had ever really mentioned. They believed of the three Hermione would survive them all. There was nothing she couldn't do. She led them.
"Fine. Go away. I need to be alone." Harry spat.
Three weeks and they can't find you. Where have you gone. I know your alive. I still sense it.
They were lost.. The last battle hadn't fared so well. They had lost a few members this time. A first real loss to the order. Hermione's strange disappearance had altered everyone. Everyone believed their princess to be dead. It was a fateful situation. Without her,m could they win? She and been the brains. She knew the best fighting tactics and which spells would best suit the situations. How would the war turn out now?
It angered Harry to know everyone told him to be strong. She could be suffering, and no one cared anymore. They had all lost hope. He wouldn't. He would prove them all wrong. Tomorrow when they pulled the offensive and dropped in unannounced to Pansy's party, he would kill for information. Someone had to know where she was.
I'll find you love. We'll be safe again and live happily ever after. The-Boy-Who-Lived can have it no other way.