Perviously on Aderaline Rush,
Later after breakfast, Fred pulled his twin into the room of requirement.
"What's up, Fred?" George asked him.
"Something's wrong with Granger." He told his twin.
"Like what?" George asked.
"You saw how she looked at breakfast, pale." George nodded. "I think that maybe someone or something is planting dreams into her head."
Chapter Seven: Of Ditching and Anger
Leaving the box that contained the necklace in Hermione's room, he walked back to his own. Half way there, Draco felt the fimilar burn, he closed his eyes and wondered why now? As he tried to ignore it the burning increased. He began to walk. Hermione was going to be pissed that he didn't show. And he'd have to come up with an excuse as to why he didn't. He made a mistake, he got to close...
Hermione walked to the common room, after all her classes and sat down. She closed her eyes and laid back on her bed, waiting for Draco to return. A box caught her eye, it was labeled with her name. She looked at it closer. Then opened it, a locket. A very beautiful locket was resting in the box. A note was inside.
Hermione,
I saw this when we were in Hogsmeade and I thought of you.
Draco..
Hermione smiled and put it on. Maybe she'd come loony but apart of her was falling for him. Harry and Ron were going to be pissed.
Ron began to notice his brother's strange behavior. They were restless. He noticed the looks that they had been shooting Hermione, in the halls, and when they thought she wasn't looking. Ron got up and walked over to them, leaving Harry to work on his assignment alone.
"What's up with you two?" Ron asked them.
"What do-" Fred started.
"You mean-" George ended.
"Brother?" They said together. Ron glared at them.
"You two have been staring at Hermione all day. When you think she isn't looking, even in the halls! What is up with you? You two better not be thinking about pranking her." They looked at one another.
"Ron, go get Harry." Fred said.
"If we do tell you, he needs to be here too." George added. Ron left and soon came back with Harry. Ron motioned for them to start.
"We think that Hermione," Fred said.
"Is in trouble." George finished.
"Trouble?" Harry asked. "What kind of trouble?"
"Ron have you been having in weird dreams?" Fred asked Ron. Ron shook his head.
"Have you been noticing a change in Hermione?" George asked him.
"I think the whole Gryiffindor table could." Ron said. "They know Hermione would never get on a broom, yet she offered to ride with us? She plays Qudditch like a pro.."
"Not that you dim wit." Fred said.
"She was pale this morning." George said. "Bad pale."
"When I asked her what was wrong, her answer was dreams." Fred told him.
"So what your saying is that her dreams are affecting her?" Ron asked. "People's dreams do that all the time.."
"Ron! Think!" Harry said, startling Ron. "Dreams, pale, what if something is possessing her? Like the case with Ginny in second year." Ron seemed to catch on and paled.
"Bloody hell." He whispered. "Harry, we're dorming with Malfoy and Parkinson." Harry's face paled.
"Do you think they're doing something to her?" Harry asked. "Don't you two sleep in the same room?" He asked again.
"No, we don't sleep in the same room. Parkinson is in the same room as Hermione." Fred and George looked at one another. "Malfoy is in the same room as me. Hermione's became friends with both of them." Harry paled.
"How can you tell?" Fred asked.
"Malfoy caught her this morning and she didn't slap him. She laughed and pushed his hands away. They talked like old friends. Parkinson and her cracked jokes about everything." Ron said. His face was paling by the minute. Fred and George once againg shared a look.
"We have to talk to Dumbledore." They said together.
Hermione left her common room with Ron, or was pulled from her common room by Ron. Leaving a confused Pansy and Draco behind. She didn't care that Draco was left behind, he'd stood her up. She'd waited all day for him to come in and he never did. And she woke up this morning to see him sitting by the fire. She hadn't spoken a word to him. Ron had saved her from even being civil to him by dragging her out of the room.
"Ron where are we going?" She asked her long time friend.
"To Dumbledore's office." Hermione stopped aburtly, making Ron stumble backwards.
"Why?" She asked him. She hadn't done anything wrong..that she knew of. Ron tossed her over his shoulder and started carrying her. "Ronald Weasley, if you don't put me down this instant you'll be wishing that you still had those little balls that you fuck Lavender with." Ron dropped her, rather rudely on the ground. Hermione stood up and dusted herself off, glaring at Ron the whole way.
"Because of they way your acting Hermione. You usually don't act this way. And Dumbledore needs to talk to you about something urgent. So come on!" Ron started pulling her toward his office. He was so going to get his ass kicked later..
When she entered Dumbledore's office the first people she saw was Fred and George. She raised an eyebrow but decided not to comment.
"Miss. Granger, Mr. Weasley has informed me that you've been having dreams." Dumbledore said. Hermione eyes cut to Fred. He was looking at her.
"You can't mind your own business can you?" Hermione said, her voice low. SHe didn't know where all this was coming from. She felt her neck start to burn. The necklace she'd never taken it off.. "You can't leave things well enough alone." Fred kept looking at her. His eyes traveled to the bump in her shirt, where the necklace rested.
"Miss. Granger, Mr. Weasley and his brothers are just concerned about your well-being. I have been informed that your behavior has changed dramatically. Have you aquired anything that you didn't have at the beginning of the year?" He looked at her knowingly.
"Lie." A cold voice whispered.
"Yes." She told him. Ignoring the voice. Searing pain ripped through her from her neck. She ignored that too.
"Where is it? Is it on you?" Dumbledore asked her.
"Lie, you mudblood bitch!" The voice seared. Hermione nodded. The pain got worse. Hermoine felt herself falling. Then felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist.
When Hermione started falling, Fred was the first to catch her.
"Lay her down, Mr. Weasley." Dumbledore told Fred. Fred looked at him, confused. "We need to get that object off her." Fred looked at her shirt.
"It's around her neck.." Fred whispered. He went to remove it and hissed as it burnt his hands. Dumbledore removed it by magic.
"A horcrux." Dumbledore whispered. "Ronald go get Harry and your younger sister." He told him his eyes cuting to him. Fred had never seen Dumbledore more serious in his life.
"Fred, George come here." He said.
"But sir, what about-" Fred started.
"She'll be fine." Dumbledore said. Fred watched as Dumbledore removed the a journal from his desk, a whole pireced through it. "This was found by Harry, this is another horcrux. Ginny Wealsey was the last person to be corupted by it." Fred and George gasped. Minutes later the door opened again, Ginny, Ron, and Harry came through.
"Hermoine!" Ginny and Harry gasped.
"I believe that we have found another horcrux, Harry." Dumbledore held the necklace up by the chain with his wand. "Miss. Granger had it around her neck." Ginny's eyes never left Hermione's pale face. "My best guess is that Miss. Granger fought the soul inside."
"It was controlling her." Ginny whispered.
"Yes. Much like Tom Riddle's journal did to you, Miss. Weasley." Dumbledore said. Ginny turned the same color as Hermione. "The thing I don't understand is who gave it to her." Dumbledore said.
"Malfoy?" Ron guessed.
"That is a very bold statement, Mr. Weasley. What leads you to believe that?" He asked him.
"Last night, Malfoy didn't come into the common room until after 12 am. Then earlier that morning I saw him put something in Pansy's hand and told her to set it in Hermione's room." Ron said. Dumbledore looked at him, then nodded.
Harry began to see red. Ginny was still staring at Hermione, a girl that he told of as his sister, laying on the floor. Ginny grabbed his arm, just as he got up.
"Harry, I must ask you not to do anything to Mr. Malfoy. Trust me." Dumbledore said. Harry was having a hard time not going after him.
"Sir.." Harry said. Trying to keep the outrage and anger out of his voice.
"I understand your anger, Harry. But refrain from going after Mr. Malfoy. I'm not asking you, I'm telling you." He told him. Harry closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Yes, sir." He said tightly.
"I want you to take Miss. Granger back to the common room with you. And Ron I want you to stay with her. Ginny you are allowed to stay in the dorm with her. Harry, stay behind." Dumbledore said. They nodded. Fred lifted Hermione up and carried her down the hall.
"Why, why did he go after Hermione?" Harry asked as soon as they were gone.
"Because he knows that if Miss. Granger is gone, you would lose a strong link. Hermione keeps you stable and has saved Mr. Weasley and yourself many times, has she not?" Harry nodded. "Without Hermione, Voldemort knows that you would be lost. Is that not true?"
"We would be lost without her." Harry realized. "But what pushed her toward Malfoy?"
"I believe one Ronald Weasley did." Dumbledore said. Harry was confused. "Miss. Granger felt left out in the circle. You two keep things from her. When you began dating Ginny Weasley and Ron began dating Lavender Brown, did you not realize her separating herself from you?" Realizatoin dawned on Harry's face. "Don't start blaming yourself Harry. Voldemort still would have gotten to her."
"Sir, why did you put Hermione in the same room as those two?" He asked him.
"I didn't know at the time that Draco would be a danger to her. I didn't know that Mrs. Parkinson would be of danger to her. I thought that maybe if they became friends they could end the rivalry between houses. Or the hatred between houses." Dumbledore admitted. "Now I see that I was wrong. Harry, I too make mistakes. That I fear was one of my biggest. I don't know how well Miss. Granger fought off Voldemort's soul. Part of him may still be in her." Harry felt fear rip through him.
"Sir, may I leave?" Harry asked. "You have my word, I will not go after Malfoy." Dumbledore nodded and dismissed Harry. Harry all but flew from the room.
