He was furious

Granville started out the window to try to channel his anger. It wasn't working, he was still furious. A mere five minutes ago he had received word that the object they had been searching for two years that contained enough power to bring Voldemort back from the dead was not an object at all. It was a human. How could a human hold such a magnificent power? It had to be someone special, someone like Harry Potter. Granville turned towards his door and called one of his servants in.

"Yes master?"

"I order you to find out where Harry Potter is, now!"

The little servant rushed away, scared that he would hurt him. What if it wasn't Potter? He, himself had killed many great wizards, what if it was one of them? If it was, he would never be able to bring Voldemort back. But all he could do now was sit and wait.


Hermione watched Neville run down the hallway, not hearing George's question. She longed to go after him, tell him she was truly sorry, but she couldn't. He needn't time away from her. She couldn't believe how big of a jerk she had been, to lead Neville on like that and then just break his heart. She was a total bitch, not to mention a slut. She was supposed to be with Charlie, not Neville.

Hermione looked at the many faces that surrounded her. She stopped at Ron, feelings bubbling inside her once again. She felt her own tears now; she still had feelings for Ron. Big feelings. Hermione felt Ginny slip her arm into Hermione's and lead her down the hall, towards the common room. She used her other hand to wipe her tears away. Everyone else lingered behind, knowing Hermione and Ginny needed to talk. Ginny looked at Hermione, "What happened back there?"

Hermione looked down at her feet, "I did something bad Ginny, really bad"

Ginny laughed, "Hermione Granger? Do you something bad? Since when?"

Hermione didn't laugh, "This is serious, and I don't think Neville will ever forgive me"

Ginny's face turned serious, "What happened?"

Hermione felt more tears come to her eyes, "After I ran out of the Great Hall last night, Neville came after me. Me cheered me up and then told me he still likes me. Next thing I knew I was all over him. I don't know what came over me. Then this morning I woke up and we were both naked"

Ginny didn't speak for a moment, "Hermione, don't blame yourself for this. You were depressed about Ron and Harry. After they left, I remember you telling me that you didn't feel loved, and that's exactly what you wanted last night. You wanted to feel loved"

Hermione sniffled, "I guess that makes sense, but Ginny I already felt loved"

Ginny rolled her eyes, "Hermione, I know you know that we all love you, but I mean romantic love, like what Ron showed you"

"That's what I meant too"

Ginny stopped moving and dropped Hermione's arm, "What are you talking about? The only guy I see you with is Char-". Ginny put her hands to her mouth and started at Hermione, as to ask if it were him.

Hermione nodded and felt more tears come down her cheeks, "I feel so bad Ginny, I really like him too"

Ginny moved her hands away from her mouth; "You did that to my brother?"

Hermione's stomach dropped, now she was going to lose Ginny. She nodded, "You have no idea how sorry I am. I would do anything to take it back"

Ginny took a step back and nodded, "Promise me you won't do it again and that you won't tell him, I don't want him to get hurt"

Hermione sadly nodded her head and continued walking behind Ginny. She could tell Ginny was mad at her, but she didn't know why she wasn't yelling at her. She heard footsteps behind her and guessed that the guys had caught on that the girl talk time was over. Hermione quickly wiped away her tears to hide them from the others.

"Hermione" one of them called.

She turned around and saw George jogging towards her, when he caught up with her he accidentally brushed his shoulder against hers. Hermione gasped and felt cold and scared. She shut her eyes tightly and saw Fred's face.

She opened her eyes again to see concern on all everyone's faces. She was gasping for breath and was leaning against Harry, who had caught her before she had fallen. She quickly pushed herself away from him, not yet wanting to be near either of them.

"Are you okay?" asked Ron, who grabbed her hand.

Hermione pulled her hand away, "I'm fine, just got a little dizzy is all"

They nodded their heads, but Harry gave her a strange look. She turned away from him and continued to walk towards the common room. She had no idea what had just happened, who she saw was not George, it was defiantly Fred. First the dream and now this? She really didn't need any more drama in her life right now.


Granville waited and waited in his big room, until finally a couple hours later, the servant had come back. He looked pale, "Master, Harry Potter had just arrived home last night. He was right here in Russia"

"Home? Where's home? I don't know where bloody home is to Potter!" Granville roared.

The servant winced, "England sir, London"

"That's better, now fetch my broom and all the followers. We are to leave tonight for England"

"England? Why would you want to go to England where Harry Potter lives?"

"That's none of your business! And make sure Sulnap comes!" growled Granville.

"Y-yes master" trembled the servant.

Granville watched the servant leave the room and then turned to a picture on the table by the window. He picked it up and studies it carefully. It was a handsome man that had dark hair and light blue eyes, he was laughing with joy in his eyes. Next to him stood a beautiful woman with light brown hair and light brown eyes. She too was laughing, her smile beautiful as herself.

Granville watched the picture with longing, but his face quickly turned to hatred as he watched the picture over and over again. He couldn't stand it, he tore it up and threw it on the floor. He watched it fall to the ground with tears in his eyes, he missed her so much.

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