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Hermione watched as he just stood there staring at her. "Harry," She whispered. She had to know if it was him and if it wasn't well then she would end up back in the custody of the Death Eaters. It was worth the risk.
"You aren't real, and I'm seeing things. You aren't real!" Harry said while rubbing his temples. She reached out to him, desperate to convince him that she is real. That must of scared Harry because he turned away from her and ran. She tried to chase after him, but she knew it was no use once he disappeared. Her worst fears had come true. Harry thought he was going mad, and she didn't know how to convince him that he wasn't.
"Ron, there is definitely something wrong with me. I saw her today and she said my name." "Harry, I see her too, all the time." Ron tried to reassure him. "Has she ever spoken to you? I mean, she just seemed so real." "I don't know what to say to that, mate." Ron said. They both lied down on their cots and Ron fell asleep almost right away.
Harry couldn't fall asleep that night because he kept thinking of her. He had so many theories for what he had seen. Like, it was some Death Eater trying to lure him to his death, or he was already dead and he just didn't know it yet. It was so unrealistic to think that it really was her, but he couldn't help wondering whether or not it was.
Hermione woke the next morning and took down all the enchantments and packed up her camp. She just wanted to go for a walk and think things over. She wasn't one to make rash decisions. She had a hope that by accident on her little walk she would meet Harry again.
When she first began her trek she kept hearing noises around her, but she kept telling herself it was just her being paranoid. Then she felt even more on edge when she thought she saw a cloak disappear behind a tree. I'm just paranoid, that's all. She kept telling herself that, but soon she began to feel that she really was being followed.
Harry kept watch that day so Ron went searching for the scarf. This gave Harry more time to think things over. Harry didn't see a reason to keep watch over the camp. There was no out there except…except her. He had come to a conclusion that what he had seen was just a fake Hermione. Just some innocent girl forced to do the Death Eaters' bidding.
Ron really didn't feel like looking for the scarf anymore. He had a feeling that it was lost forever just like her. He was just wandering aimlessly when he saw something. He couldn't make out what it was, but just to be careful he kept himself hidden behind a tree. He took tentative steps toward it. He stepped on a twig that snapped and the figure turned. Without even thinking Ron exclaimed, "Stupefy!"
Lucky for him the figure had been what he thought it was, a Death Eater. Why are so many of them always lurking about? He wondered. Just ahead of the Death Eater was another figure. He needed to get Harry and bring him back here. It was better that they stayed together at a time like this than be separated. When Ron appeared again with Harry by his side they found themselves surrounded by a good amount of Death Eaters on all sides. Of course the one right in front of them was Bellatrix Lestrange. "Hello there, boys." She snarled.
As Hermione saw the Death Eater fall to the ground, stunned she knew there was someone else nearby. The figure disappeared before she could get a good look at him, but she was able to see his fiery red hair and knew exactly who it was. Ron was here with Harry too. Ron appeared again with Harry, but she didn't get a chance to call out to them because she was thrown to the ground and the breath was knocked out of her. She looked up to see Scabior the snatcher wearing her favorite magenta scarf.
She was surprised to see him after what had happened at Malfoy Manor she thought he wouldn't be on good terms with the Death Eaters, but I guess she was wrong. He smirked at her and put a finger to his lips to tell her to keep quiet. Then he picked her up and held her arms behind her back. She looked through the curtain of her hair that had just fallen onto her face and saw Harry and Ron surrounded by Death Eaters with none other than Bellatrix Lestrange in front.
Harry didn't know how the Death Eaters could find them so quickly. They most likely had some way of knowing when one of their own was attacked. He would have to keep that one in mind. Before Harry or Ron could reach for their wands two Death Eaters had their arms held behind their backs. Bellatrix was smirking at them triumphantly.
"So, your little mudblood friend is dead now and you have no one to come to your rescue." Bellatrix sneered. Ron questioned in fury, "How did you know she was dead?" "Oh please, how would I not know?" Then Harry realized something, "You killed her didn't you!" It was more like an accusation than a question. The Death Eaters got tense at his yelling, but Bellatrix just laughed. "I could have, you never know." She said while smirking at them. Then they knew and they both launched into a fit of rage yelling curses at her while trying to break free from the Death Eaters' grip. "You killed Sirius and now you killed Hermione!" Harry screamed. He wanted so badly to kill her right then even if he died doing it. Revenge was the only thing on his mind and it was blinding his judgment.
Hermione watched as Harry tried to break free from the Death Eaters' grip. Bellatrix was telling them lies and it was making them too angry to think. If only they knew I was alive. It would make everything right again. Then she watched as Bellatrix motioned to Scabior to come forward. "I have something that you'll like to see, Potter!" Bellatrix said. Hermione knew what she meant. Bellatrix meant her.
A little bit of a longer chapter, but most of my chapters are incredibly short so it's not that long. Also don't get mad at me for making Harry run away from her it just had to happen. He has his guard up, so he won't be giving in that easily. I hope you liked the chapter and please review!
