Hello! Okay, so first, I want to apoligize for not updating in SOOO long! Computer issues, school, homework, internet troubles, etc. etc. etc. :P I'm so sorry about making you guys wait, and I feel like a jerk. -.-
So, I actually like this chapter! :D Even if it's short, it's not really that bad. Also, I added in a little Dramione, but there's still Ron/Hermione in it too. (HAHAHA, conflict!) Plus, Hermione gets a Pokemon! Horaaay! Pokemon from all different regions are showing up in Hoenn right now, just pretend it's normal. :P I'm kind of breaking the Pokemon universe rules by doing that.
So, I guess that's it. Harry Potter comes out on DVD on Friday. Woo! And does everybody like Pokemon Black and White? I beat the game and I LOVED it. :D N is awesome~ Kay, well, I hope you enjoy this chapter! Reviews would be great!
Harry and Ron had no luck finding Hermione, and by their second hour of searching they were both very nervous.
"Hermione is the smartest person we know. She wouldn't just leave the town, right?" Ron asked, rubbing his sweaty hands on his robe.
"She defiantly wouldn't do that," Harry reassured him.
"Then where is she?"
"How should I know?"
They had knocked on every door in town but no one had seen her. Harry knew Hermione could take care of herself just fine, but he was still feeling nauseas.
They decided that she could be in the surrounding forests, so they started to make their way into the trees when they noticed a small café nestled snugly into the corner of town. It was the one place they hadn't searched yet, so it was worth a shot to go in.
Harry pushed the glass door open and looked around the small room. There were a few tables and booths scattered about. He was about to tell Ron that Hermione wasn't in here when he noticed a strange piece of material sticking out from one of the booths that was facing away from him.
The material looked like a black robe…
Hermione!
Harry rushed inside, towing Ron along with him.
"Oww, Harry!" Ron complained.
"Hermione, we finally found you," Harry said, coming to a stop in front of the booth.
Malfoy looked back up at them, an annoyed look on his face.
"Oh… It's you," Harry said, disappointment flooding through him.
"You actually mistook me for that bushy-haired mudblood? How dare you!"
"Don't call her a mudbl-"
"Ron, don't waste your time on him," Harry interjected. He turned and faced Malfoy, glaring down at him. "We don't like when you call her that, but right now we have bigger issues. We can't find Hermione anywhere."
Instead of making some witty response like usual, Malfoy raised his eyebrows in shock. "She's missing?"
Ron nodded. "She stormed out of the Poke Center earlier this morning. We've searched the whole town and we can't find her anywhere."
Malfoy pushed his plate aside and stood up. "Well then, let's go look in the forest."
Harry and Ron both gave him a surprised look. "You're actually going to help us?"
"Well… She's the only one of us that can actually think of a way to get us back home. We need her to do the work for us!"
Ron and Harry continued to stare at him. "Did you just confess that you think Hermione is smart?"
Malfoy turned on his heel in anger and stomped out of the café. "Quit your stupid babbling and let's go already!"
Ron and Harry glanced at each other and shrugged.
"Malfoy's dishing out compliments. Something's wrong."
Harry nodded. "Defiantly."
They both hurried out of the café, their robes swooshing behind them.
"Oww, Ron! You stepped on my foot," Harry exclaimed, stumbling along blindly through the dense forest. No sunlight was shining through the canopy at all. It was nearly pitch black dark.
"No I didn't," Ron said defensively. "I'm in the back. Aren't you in the front?"
"I think… I can't see a thing!"
"Me neither," Malfoy and Ron both said simultaneously. And awkward silence followed. It was weird having two enemies agree on something.
"Oh!" Ron nearly yelled, fidgeting in the dark. "I have the perfect idea! Charmander, come on out!"
A red light exploded from Ron's hand and Charmander appeared on the ground next to them. His blazing tail lit the whole area around them.
It was great having light, but there was another problem.
"Ron, no!" Harry yelled, diving to the ground. "His tail! The trees will catch on fire!"
Malfoy was on the ground too, his hands over his head protectively. "Weasley, you idiot!"
"Oh no, sorry guys!" Ron panicked, grabbing his Poke Ball and clicking the button in the middle. "Charmander, return!"
Charmander was whisked away into the Poke Ball, the light disappearing with him.
"Return?" Harry questioned him once they had started walking again.
"Nurse Joy was trying to teach me the common things to say to your Pokemon," Ron explained. "When you send a Pokemon back, you tell it to return. Simple stuff."
Harry nodded in the dark. "Oh, okay."
They were silent for awhile, walking in the dark and occasionally running into trees. Finally, they stumbled back into the blinding sunlight. They blinked open their eyes and looked at their surroundings.
"We're somewhere in the forest. This must be the main road," Harry said, trying to yank his robe off of a stubborn branch.
"We're never gonna find Hermione," Ron groaned.
They stepped out into the trail, looking around. They were about to keep walking, but they flinched when a bushy haired figure sprinted by them.
Followed by a speedy little blue creature.
Malfoy, Ron, and Harry looked at each other in shock, shouted Hermione's name, and ran after her.
"Hermione, wait up!" Ron yelled.
"Guys?" Hermione called in a confused voice, coming to a stop and turning around. She had been so focused on running that she hadn't even noticed them. The blue creature smacked into her leg and bounced to the ground.
The three of them ran up to Hermione, who was breathing heavily. "Hermione, where have you been? We've been looking everywhere for you!" Harry nearly yelled.
"I thought I was only gone for a few minutes," Hermione said, shocked.
"More like a few hours," Ron complained.
"I was trying to get away from that thing," Hermione said, pointing to the small blue creature who was trying to squeeze its way in between Ron and Harry's legs.
Harry looked at the creature more closely, and realized that it was kind of cute. It had tightly closed eyes, and a black tail that was smacking against the ground. Its head was round except for a small portion jutting out, sort of like a crazy hair style.
"What is that thing?" Malfoy asked.
"I don't know, but it's been following me, and I'm freaked out!" Hermione said. She flinched when the Pokemon ran at her leg, and quickly jumped out of the way and scurried behind Harry. "It won't leave me alone!"
"So you've been running from this thing for the whole time?" Malfoy asked.
"Yes! And the stupid thing is stalking me!"
The small Pokemon looked down at the ground and frowned, turning its back away.
"Hermione, you hurt its feelings!" Ron snapped.
"I hurt its feelings?" Hermione raged. "What about my feelings? It's caused me trouble all morning!" Hermione, continuing her rant, stepped up to the Pokemon. "Just, stop following me, okay?"
The Pokemon ran at her leg again, completely recovered from her harsh remarks. "Wy?" The creature said.
Hermione screamed and ran behind Harry again. "Why? Because I told you so!"
"It's not asking 'why'," Ron informed her. "It's saying its name." Ron knelt down and patted the Pokemon on the head. "What's your name?"
"Wynaut," the Pokemon said happily, doing a little dance while introducing itself.
"Hi Wynaut," Ron greeted, holding his hands out. "You a boy, or a girl? Smack the left for a boy, and the right for a girl."
Wynaut turned around, raised its black tail in the air, and slammed it down onto Ron's left hand. Ron stumbled back in surprise, holding his throbbing hand against his chest. "Boy then," he said weakly.
Wynaut nodded proudly.
"So you've taken a liking to Hermione?" Harry asked the Wynaut.
"Wy, Wy!" He tried to run at Hermione again, but Hermione dove behind Malfoy and pushed him toward the Wynaut.
"Hey!" Malfoy complained.
"You're my temporary body guard, Malfoy. Now do your job and guard me from that stalker!"
"Hermione, the Wynaut isn't so bad," Harry said. "It's kinda cute. And it obviously wants to be your friend. Why not bring it along?"
"No, Harry," Hermione said sternly. "I'm not getting a Pokemon. We have to find a way to get home, not fool around."
"Come on Hermione…" Ron said.
"Ron, no. I miss everybody as Hogwarts," Hermione said, her voice shaking. "It's been so hard. I feel lost and scared. I want to go back home! Do you not care about all of our friends there? Our families?"
"We never said we didn't miss them," Harry said. "We just aren't worrying as much. If we can't find a way out of this world, Dumbledore or someone will come and get us. It'll be fine."
"I may not like you guys," Malfoy said, turning to face Ron and Harry, "but you're right. Granger, you don't have to freak out like this."
Hermione wiped her eyes and looked at the three of them. "Okay," she whispered, nodding.
"So how about it," Ron said. "You gonna try to catch a Pokemon now?"
"I guess. Maybe later, when Harry and Malfoy get one," Hermione said.
"WYNAUT!" The Wynaut screeched, jumping up and down and charging at Hermione. He jumped up onto her back and perched himself on Hermione's shoulder.
Hermione screamed and tried to shake him off, and Harry and Ron laughed. "Hermione, you already have a Pokemon that would love to travel with you," Harry said.
"No way!" Hermione shouted. "Absolutely not, this thing is a stalker!"
"Come on Hermione," Ron said. "You'll warm up to him."
"But…"
"I know," Ron said, taking out the six Poke Balls from his pocket. "Nurse Joy asked me to give these to you. Catch." Ron threw the Poke Balls at Hermione, who flinched and only caught three of them.
"Ron! Why'd you do that?"
Ron smiled and pointed at Wynaut, who was climbing down Hermione's shoulder.
"Yes! He's finally leaving," Hermione cheered.
"No," Ron smirked.
Wynaut ran to one of the loose Poke Balls, clicked the button in the middle, and disappeared in a flash of red light. The Poke Ball wiggled once, twice, three times, and then stopped.
"What…?" Hermione asked, shocked.
"Congratulation," Ron said. "You just caught a Wynaut."