Chapter 12: Hermione's P.O.V.
The year had ended, said goodbye to Viktor, Harry and Ron, and was going home at last. One thing was still weighing on my mind: Jasmine's mysterious disappearance. No one had seen her since she'd gone off with Moody, who was actually Barty Crouch Jr. The Prophet had done a piece about her and the Ministry of Magic, as well as the muggle police were looking everywhere for her. The last person to see her, according to Dumbledore, was Harry, but when I'd tried asking him about it, his eyes would go dark and he would change the subject. Something was very wrong.
All through the summer, Jasmine was missing and thought of as dead, though her parents never gave up. Harry, with whom Ron & I could not speak freely because Dumbledore had forbidden us to tell him about Grimmauld Place, was still with his aunt and uncle. I was convinced she was alive, but, wherever she was, she was not fine.
In August, Harry's hearing came up. We all knew he would not get expelled, though it was weird that the dementors were there. We didn't speak much about it. Ron & I received our letters and badges saying that we've been made prefects. Harry just received a normal letter.
"At least you got one, you were nearly expelled," Said Ron. He was still shocked about being named prefect.
The next day was very important. The Daily Prophet arrived for me and the headline caught my eye at once:
Missing girl found at last!
15-year-old Jasmine Burnett disappeared on the 24th of June. The ministry, with the help of the muggle police, have been searching for her since. She was last seen going off with the Death Eater, Barty Crouch Jr, disguised as Alistor Moody, the well-known aura. The girl was found wondering the streets and the muggle police took her to a nearby hospital. However, her father had pleaded with Ministry officials that she is taken to St Mungo's as soon as possible.
"THEY'VE FOUND HER!" I screamed. Everyone in the kitchen gathered round. We left immediately after breakfast.
We were only allowed to visit after a few days had gone by. Apparently, she was very stressed and was scared even to blink. Her family came with us on the day. Claire was crying she was relieved so much. David and Steve were both pale as ghosts as they stood there, waiting. At last we went in…