Hey here is the next chapter of H.P.N.T.M.P. Hope you guys enjoy this one, I know you all are surprised, I know so am I. I finished the chapter in a week, holy crap, everyone be afraid, thank no sleep for getting it done quickly, as well as acoustic songs lol. Hope you all enjoy it, thanks for the positive reviews, comments, and PM's. I appreciate the support.

Phoenix God,

Harry Potter and the Midnight Phoenix

Chapter 11

Expelled?!?!?

The next few days were boring without Harry here to entertain her. She missed his presence, him simply being there, while she appreciated Neville for doing what he is doing for Luna and her, nothing compares to Harry. He naturally, whether he knew it or not, sent off a calming....aura; that's the best way she could explain it. But while she missed Harry, dearly at that, she noticed something about Neville. He liked Luna, whether he knew unconsciously or not, she didn't know. Thankfully Harry was suppose to be back either tomorrow or the day after, she couldn't wait she missed him more then she wanted to acknowledge to herself.

She noticed it one day, when the three of them were in the Library. The homework had been passed out to each student (Harry's been given to her to give to him when he got back), and they had decided to start early, trying to get it done so they could enjoy the holidays. She had looked out of the corner of her eyes, pausing from writing something about an animal Hagrid had assigned, and saw Neville looking at Luna out of the corner of his eyes with a blush on his cheeks. She hoped he was brave, because when Harry gets back and found out there would be a confrontation, and knowing Harry it wouldn't be pretty if he wasn't satisfied with Neville, friend or not.

Thinking back to that day, she remembered the headmaster's reaction, to finding Harry not in the castle. Honestly, she had never seen the Professor so angry in her life.

Flashback two days ago.

Knocking on the door, after giving the password to the statue, Reese's Pieces, she waited for the Headmaster to give her permission to enter, Neville and Luna standing just behind her, nervous like her.

"Come in." The simple reply to her knock was heard, she could tell by his voice he wasn't happy at all. Unlike other times she had heard his voice, it was cool not warm like previous times.

Opening the door, she walked in looking around the room. This was the first time being in the room, she was going to enjoy looking around. She had heard that his room was full of rare artifacts, books, and other mementos of his findings and other such things. The first thing she noticed was the Phoenix, red and gold, behind the Professor. It was beautiful, but not as beautiful as Emily. The bird was looking at her in sorrow, why, she didn't know, but she would ask Harry when he got back. She remembered him talking about the bird with fondness, which she could understand, after all the bird did save his life in second year.

Looking past the bird, she noticed the Sword of Gryffindor, another topic Harry had told her about. It was just as majestic as she imagined, silver and shining in the light. The only thing she could see wrong with it was the dark red stains at the tip of the sword, which was probably blood, Harry did say he used the sword against the huge snake in the chamber of secrets.

Looking past that, she saw the Headmaster's collection of books, there was four, large bookcases to the right of her. They had to be at least twenty feet tall, hold over three-hundred books each; all of them were full to the brim too! Oh how she wished she could read some of the books in here, she knew without a doubt that she wouldn't be able to find most of these books anywhere else, especially since she was a Muggle-born witch, smart one at that, but still a Muggle-born.

Hearing a polite cough from the headmaster, snapped her out of her musings. Looking over to her friends, who were looking at her in amusement, sitting in comfy chairs, she blushed. Walking over to the only available one, which was in front of the headmaster, she sat down. She waited in silence while looking over to her friends, nodding to them to warn them, before looking at the headmaster.

"Now that I got your attention, Ms. Granger." He said, eyes twinkling like crazy. "I want to know where young Harry is?" He continued looking at her, judging her facial expressions to his question.

"I don't know sir." Hermione responded back. It was the truth; she didn't know, or she would be hitting Harry for making her worry. Suddenly, a pressure came in her head, like a headache but more painful.

She immediately recognized it for what it was, Legilimency, and looked down away from his eyes. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Neville and Luna frown at Dumbledore, noticing it too. How he could do this she didn't know, there had to be some kind of law against someone using Legilimency on a minor. Knowing the reputation of the headmaster though, it wouldn't matter, especially against a muggle-born like her.

"Ms. Granger. I am not playing games. Tell me where he is, he is going to be in a lot of trouble for leaving the premises during a school year." Dumbledore responded harshly, his patience already running thin. He was tired of the teenagers thinking they knew best, Harry beings the number one included.

Was it so hard for him to stay weak, draw out Tom, and beat Voldemort, dying as well from 'injuries'? He wanted the limelight of being known to train Harry Potter, the chosen-one, boy-who-lived, and whatever named they called him now. He wanted more acknowledgements, he was tired of being known as the previous Dark Lord's defeater, he would be known as Tom's as well, even if he had to control the boys and other around him. It was for the 'Greater Good', he was older and more wiser so he was right in this matter, not some snot-nosed brat who had lived for only fifteen years.

"I don't know sir, I'm not lying to you." Granger responded to his question, interrupting his private glory moment. Anger swirled in his head, she would not be going out of the room thinking she won. Unaware that she was telling the truth and didn't know where Harry was.

"Very well," Dumbledore said harshly, surprising the three teens in front of him again. "Do you two know anything?" He asked the other two, at their shake of their head, he dismissed them and told them to get out of his office.

Watching them leave, he waited until they left, then deposited the memory of the meeting in his pensive, before walking over to his contraptions on his side desk that dealt with Harry's life force, signal of his mental health, and location, which shown unknown, and fine for the others. He would find out something soon, or measures would be taken, he was the headmaster and he could punish one of his friends, thereby warning Harry to not cross him.

Flashback ends.

She had explained to both Neville and Luna that she wouldn't be surprised if something were to happen to one of them, because of Harry's disappearance. Thinking about it, with the way he was acting, she was scared that Dumbledore had something to do with Luna's dads' murder (which reminded her that the funeral was in five days). She didn't tell Luna of course, she had finally appeared to become herself again, she was happy that she wasn't as close to her father as she expected. She hoped dearly that Luna's father had someone to continue looking after her or she would be going to an orphanage, something she didn't wish on any kid or teen.

Going back to the subject, she had to admit to herself, she was scared. Between Ron, Malfoy, other guys leering at her, and the headmaster, she didn't feel save at Hogwarts anymore, at least without Harry here she didn't. If it wasn't for Luna, Neville, and especially Harry she wouldn't be coming back next year, she would go to another school, or get home schooled. While it was expensive her parents were not wealthy, they were not poor, they had enough money to last for a long time. She had looked at private tutors earlier and had saw, that with a excellent grades, which she had, she could get a teacher that tutored Muggle-borns, for cheap.

Dumbledore's office, during the beginning of the morning.

Sitting in silence, he waited thinking to himself. How could he use of Harry's friends to his advantage and make the brat understand in listening to him, and his all mighty wisdom and experiences. There had to be some way of getting the brat to listen. Something he missed, he had already ordered Jones to killed to Ravenclaw's father, hoping it would get the attention that it needed. But later that day Harry disappeared, vanished out of his room, and hadn't been seen in the past week and a few days.

Maybe something to do with Longbottom, Weasley was out, blasted fool couldn't think with his brain if it killed him. He had to be founded out, now Harry didn't want anything to do with him. So Longbottom had to be used now. How should he go about it, kill his grandmother, after pondering for a few seconds he dismissed it, it wouldn't work. The old women, was to politically important to be killed, he would be found out and then he would be 'screwing himself' as the muggles say.

Going to his next option, he hoped he wouldn't have to, but he didn't have a choice. He didn't want to use Ms. Granger, cause frankly, Harry was fiercely protective of her, and he did not want to see what happen if he found out about him using her. Shuddering to himself, he signed before writing a letter to Ms. Granger, she was a bright girl but unfortunately, it was for the 'greater good' and she was not important enough. He only hoped that Harry wouldn't find out about it, or else he would be in trouble.

"Wait a minute, I'm more powerful then that brat could ever hope to be, what am I worried about?" he thought to himself, before going back to the letter. Laughing evilly, ignoring the portrait's expressions, he continued the letter, laughing. Briefly noticing he needed to renew the control charm on his Phoenix, wouldn't do good to be seen without her, not good for his reputation.

Back with Hermione a little over an hour later, after lunch.

Hearing a sound, she looked to her left, seeing an Owl on the common room window, flying towards her. Waiting until the Owl stopped, she grabbed to letter tied to its leg, and opened the letter.

Ms. Hermione Granger,

It is with my deep most, heartfelt sorrow that I do this. For breaking rules over the last of your school years (1st, 2nd, and 3rd year(s)) I must take action for the safety of the students, present and future ones.

First year, you went into the forbidden corridor knowing it was not allowed, and tried to help a student endanger their lives as well as others instead of telling a teacher.

Second year you were out in the library past curfew. Normally, this wouldn't be a big of a deal, but you were out when the Chamber of Secrets was open, knowing that it was forbidden to be out of the common room during this period of time, and you also endangered another student as well.

In third year, you used a legally ministry regulated tool for an illegal use, in helping a convict escape charges. This is not good for your case and furthermore, if you leave quietly, I will not recommend to add accomplice to a crime and helping a convict escape punishment, as well as the attack on Mr. Snape, potions master or Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry.

For these serious crimes and law breaking in certain cases, you are hereby, Hermione Jane Granger, expelled from Hogwarts. I understand that this a shock, so I will allow you a week to get everything ready, in this time you will not be able to leave the common room, and I will allow you some decency and not let anyone know of your expulsion. Everyone will be told you have been restricted to the common room for your own safety and next year, I will personally tell the school you have selected another school to finish your remaining school years.

So I hope this letter finds you in good health, failure to not follow the restrictions of your person, will result in time in Azkaban, snapping your wand, as well as having your magic sealed away from you.

Best wishes,

Albus Dumbledore,

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confederation of Wizards......etc...)

It was signed like a cheerful letter. It was the end of her time at Hogwarts, she couldn't believe he would do this. For her being as smart as she was, she couldn't grasp this. Absentmindedly, tears ran down her face, seconds later it was followed by a sniffle, then more. Running out the entrance and to the Room of Requirement, she needed to be alone. Waiting until the door, popped up, she was surprised when it took a few seconds longer. But ignored it, walked in and ran to the bed laying on it, holding the letter in her hands. The same latter that ruined her future, same letter that she knew would be the end of her dreams, she hoped you could find help in Harry, otherwise her time as a witch could be over.

She was later found by both Neville and Luna, who asked her what was wrong, after seeing her red cheeks and swollen eyes. Luna feared it was something bad, like one of her parents dying, just like what happened to her. The only thing different would be there was no Harry to comfort her. Neville was thinking of who was getting their arse kicked badly, for hurting Hermione. They better be thankful that I'm taking care of them, I would hate to see what Harry would do, pausing for a second in thought, Luna noticed Neville shuddering and wondering what he was thinking.

Without moving her face from its confines, she showed them the letter from the headmaster. She raised her head to look at their reactions. After they finished reading the letter, she watched motionlessly as Luna hugged her, offering her support and comfort, she would take what she got so she accepted it with thanks. Neville's reaction shocked her, he was pissed off, and his magic was pouring off of him, not as powerful as Harry's, ok nowhere near as powerful as his, but a little more powerful then hers. He kept glancing at the letter in his hands, scowling at it, clenching his fists, resisting the urge to kill the old fool.

"How dare he! How dare he!" Oh yeah, he was pissed. He practically spat the phrase out, repeating it slowly and more angrier by the second, before trying to calm down.

Neville had gotten up, pacing the room, trying to figure something out. Never before had she been so glad to have friends like him, Luna, and Harry. Handing the letter back to her, he walked around the room, watching as a sink appeared in front of him and used it to run water through his hands, making it wet so he could run his hand through it like Harry does with his when he is frustrated.

A few moments later, he came back and sat down in a recliner that she had appear in front of him. He smiled back at her, before laying back relaxing. Luna, who was by her just kept rubbing her back to try and comfort her, not that she didn't appreciate it but she wanted Harry's, her best friend's comfort.

Finally the silence was broken, not by Neville like she expected, but from Luna, who was looking at them seriously, they just as seriously.

"It will be fine Hermione, Harry will fix it. Thinking about Harry, I hate to see what's going to happen to Dumbledore. Harry's going to be pissed and out for his blood." She said it softly and quietly, but they both knew that she was right. Harry was going to be pissed, and they didn't feel at least bit sorry for the old fool.

Silence was again heard, all thinking before Neville broke it ten minutes later, shuddering.

"We all agree Harry was scary right," pausing, seeing their nods he continued, "imagine him now, in control of his powers, he is going to be downright terrifying."

Silence was again heard......

Dun, Dun, Dun, DUN. Lol, you all weren't expecting that were you. Good news though, Harry returns next chapter, what will he response be? Find out on the next chapter of Midnight Phoenix. Leave a review if you liked it, or leave one if you hated it, as long as you tell me why though. I have been wondering something, do you all think should try to post this story on Portkey or not? Also I know everyone is getting tired of these but I have poll on my profile (a new one), vote please thanks.

A big thanks goes out to my beta, MorDraka, who reads this crap full of context and other errors, (don't tell MorDraka I do this on purpose please!!) J/K. If you are reading this MorDraka, I don't do those mistakes on purpose, trying to improve, but I can't can't be perfect.

See you all next time.

Phoenix God.

P.S. I might be changing be Pen-name so if you see a different name then don't worry. I might change it to something like Light's final Shadow or something like that. This is just a in case, I might not though.