HP the Gryffindor Heir and the Labyrinth
By Rina Bollyqueen 420 **************************************************************************** ***** Just a quick A/N to apologizing for not updating in the past two days. I've been working for the past couple of days and I have to work tomorrow and Saturday. So I'm hoping to get a few chapters done today.

Now on with the story.

In the Common Room

Hermione, Ron, and Colin, sat up in the Common Room, unable to sleep. Everything that had happened within the past 45 minutes had just sunk in.

"What do you think Dumbledore meant when he said that Jareth won't hurt Harry when he finds out who he really is?" asked Colin.

"He obviously meant that when the King of Goblins finds out that Harry is The-Boy-Who-Lived, who has defeated V . Vol . Voldemort around six times, he'll let Harry go. Maybe since his wife is a witch, she'll convince him to send Harry back to our world, because she knows what Vol . Voldemort is capable of," said Ron. Hermione frowned.

"No, Ron," said Hermione, as she petted Crookshanks. "When Dumbledore says something, it always has a hidden message. But what could it be?" Colin stood up, and yawned.

"Look guys, it's past midnight and I'm really tired. I'm going to bed." Ron turned around and glared at him.

"You mean to tell me, that you're going to bed whilst my sister is stuck in that bloody Labyrinth, facing Merlin knows what kind of dangers!"

"Ron calm down," said Hermione. "Colin is right. We do need our sleep. I can sleep for five hours and be perfectly fine the next morning." Ron turned around with a mock look of hurt and betrayal.

"Et tu 'Mione?" Hermione looked at him with surprise.

"Since when do you know Shakespearian plays?"

"Since Ginny and one of her friends, who is muggle-born, dragged me to a theatre a couple of years back," he grinned.

"OK," she said. "We'll meet back her at six, sharp. Ginny will have been in the Labyrinth for six and a half hours. We'll then head to the kitchens for some quick coffee and a breakfast. Then we head to the library to do some research." Ron and Colin groaned.

"'Mione!" Ron whined. "Why do you always head to the library in times of crisis?"

"Because Ron," she replied. "Maybe, we can find out some important information about the Labyrinth and use that information to help bring both Harry and Ginny back before her thirteen hours are up." With that she turned on her heel and went up to painting of Godric Gryffindor, and using a hearing charm, she checked to see if Ron was listening. She then smiled and whispered the password, "Ickle Ronniekins," and went into her Head Girl dorm.

Back in the Common Room, Ron and Colin were still talking.

"Say Colin, since Harry's not here at the moment, do you wanna bunk in our dorm?" asked Ron.

"Do you think Harry will mind if I sleep in his bed?"

"No," he said. "But he will think you're becoming a psychotic stalker," mused Ron. Poor Colin looked terrified. Ron noticed his look and grinned. "Just kidding mate! Come on, the Lady wants us to 'be here at six sharp. Go down to the kitchens for a quick coffee and breakfast. Then we must head to the library to do some research because it's what we do in a crisis.'" He said the last part in a high, squeaky voice. As the turned to head up the stairs to the boys dormitories, a voice made them stop.

"I HEARD THAT RON!"

Ron winced and ushered Colin up the stairs.

"Quick, before she decides to hex us to a billion pieces!" he said as he dashed passed Colin.

"What do you mean by 'us'?" stated Collin with a grin.