Yay! A new chapter! Sorry I'm late. My computer crashed and burned along with everything on it and this story hadn't been saved so I had to re-type all the things I hadn't posted yet. Oh well, here it is and onto reviewers!

IsabellaPaige, Morgaine00000016, and v.tra: Thanks to all of you! –huggles- I love reviews and you guys are what keep me going!

Spazz (of course): Yay! I'm so glad I have you reviewing so much! I like positive feedback!

Airwithwater: Whoops. I found what you're talking about. That's supposed to be Mrs. Weasley. But it was in the 6th chapter. Not the 3rd to last.

Orlitza: I've read a lot of stupid stories but this could possibly take the cake. Your story is underdeveloped, your characters are underdeveloped... I feel like you either made up all the good reviews or they're friends of yours who have to lie to you. Or they could be real people with horrible taste in stories. Who knows. This is so stupid. I don't know why I even read it except for ammunition against this pathetic piece of drivel. Maybe you should take a class.

My reply: I'm sorry you didn't like it. But that's no reason to be rude. If you didn't write it you have no right to put it down. There is a big difference between criticism and just being plain out stupid and rude. If you don't like it, don't read it. It's as simple as that. To clear it up I only know these people by reviews, except for airwithwater, but she always reviews my stories. But that's still no reason to put them down either. To tell you the truth, I feel a bit sorry for you (only a bit) because you're so insecure about yourself you have to put down other people just to lift yourself up. I won't let this comment get me down though. I'm going to keep writing for the sake of the people who do like my stories. But for future reference, there's no need to be rude to get you're point across.

With that being said, on with the story.

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She was in dark alleyway. There was a murmur that could be barely be heard over the whistle of the wind in her ear, raising goose-bumps on her arms and legs and tightening her skin. She felt a strange sensation of anxity in her stomach. She followed the voices down to the end of alleyway where she saw a faint glow. She knelt down and peered around a corner.

There was a man standing in the middle of a group of men. He was wearing white robes and the surrounding men wore black robes, their faces hidden behind white masks. Behind the man in white robes was a figure laid at an odd angle of the ground. The man started to laugh. "The Chosen One is dead!"

Hermione gasped. Her breath caught in her chest and she felt a wave of coldness wash overwhelm her. "Harry! Oh, Merlin! That's Harry!" She whispered.

The man's head jerked in her direction as she threw a hand over her mouth. "We have a visitor." The man rasped. "Accio intruder!" Hermione tried to run but felt herself unvoluntarily being lifted and flown straight in front of the white-robed man. "Ahh. The Mudblood, we meet again. AVADA KEDAVRA!"

There was a rush of green light and Hermione screamed and the white hot flame engulfed her.

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"Hermione! Hermione wake up!"

Hermione jolted awake. Her body was damp from cold sweat and her clothes stuck to her. Harry was pale and sitting in front of her.

"What's wrong Hermione? What happened?"

"Oh Harry," Silent tear rolled down her cheeks as she laid her on his chest and placed her arms around his neck hugging him. He hugged her back, feeling a growing dampness near his left shoulder.

"It's okay. You're safe. Everything's fine." Harry whispered soothingly in her ear. "Here, why don't I go get you some soup? Since you missed lunch."

"No! Please, don't leave me…" She whimpered softly.

"It's alright 'Mione. I'll be back. I'd never do anything to hurt you, you know that. I'll only be gone a minute."

She hesitated but slowly nodded and allowed Harry to slip out of her arms and let her go.

Harry slipped out the door and waited until he was downstairs before yelling "Mrs. Weasley! Mrs. Weasley!"

"Harry, dear? What is it?" Harry hurried to the kitchen where Mrs. Weasley was charming the broom and duster to clean up the kitchen.

"Mrs. Weasley, something's wrong with Hermione."

"Is she all right?"

"Yes, but…well, she had a nightmare…"

Mrs. Weasley dropped her wand, her eyes wide with shock. "Bu-bu-but the potion!…She-she drank all, I mean, the entire…"

"That's why I'm worried."

"We'll take to St. Mungo's Harry."

"No. We're not taking her to St. Mungo's. They didn't help her last time, why would they help her now?"

"Alright. You get Hermione, we'll apparate to a muggle hospital. Maybe they can help."

"Fine." Harry walked to the stairs, stopped, conjured up a bowl of soup with a spoon and top, and continued up the stairs.

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A few minutes later they were sitting in a doctor's office. A man with red hair and freckles walked in to the room who reminded Harry so much of Ron it was almost painful. Mrs. Weasley must have noticed it to because she got so upset she had to leave the room.

"Mrs. Hermione Granger Weasley, I presume?" He said.

Hermione nodded.

"What seems to be the problem?"

Hermione blushed. "I'm not sure." She muttered, not meeting the man's eyes.

"Well, we're about to find out. I'm Doctor Reyond. So, have you had any physical contant with anyone lately? Say, in the past year or so?"

"She's not pregnant you git." Harry said loudly. He had been sitting in a corner the entire time, shooting dark looks at any muggle that passed.

"Harry."

"Come off it Hermione! You know you're not!"

"He's just trying to help!"

"I'm just trying to help! He doesn't know you like I do!"

"But he knows people, Harry! People!"

"You're not most people Hermione!" Harry roared so loudly Hermione felt the room shake slightly. "He's being a prat!"

"Don't call him a prat!"

"I'll call him whatever I like if he's taking care you in a way I know you're not supposed to be taken care of!"

"And how exactly am I supposed to be taken care of? Hmm? Care to tell me?"

"I'll tell you alright! You always seem to think that everyone else knows best Hermione! Well, how about for once you do what you think is best and not what someone else does!" With that Harry stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him, and leaving Hermione alone with Doctor Reyond in complete bewilderment and silence.

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Yay! I hoped you like the new chapter! Please keep updating!