Hi everyone! Thank you all again for reading! I'm so happy you guys like it so much! I tend to be a careless writer sometimes, and leave stuff out. So if you have any questions, feel free to leave a comment and/or pm me! I read every single comment on all my stories, and will respond.
Sparkplugs- thanks for understanding. Yes spell check is very annoying, and I have lots of free time to upload, now that we have our winter break in school. I might not have as much free time when school starts up again on January 5, but until then...
Also, I've been wondering how you like Harriet. I know she's kinda a cheat, 'cause she can just tell Harry, oh yeah! And professor Snape is looking to give you detention! (Actually she is forbidden by the oracle(which tells her what's happening) so she doesn't screw up and kill us all.) but let me know of any improvements you may think of for her, the other characters, or the story itself! I Have it mostly thought out, but am open to (slight) change!
Harry and Hermione spent all the next few days in the public library,(the Dursleys, now afraid of him and fond of Hermione, let him go)online, and talking to Ron and Mr. Weasley about trying to find her parents.
After a couple days of fruitless searching, they decided they better prepare for Hogwarts and come back to try again later. The days passed quickly, and soon it was the night before they left.
The night was calm, and cool. Harry crawled under the covers. Hermione curled up next to him. "Seven more months, Mione"
CRASH!
Uncle Vernon opened the door. He flicked the light on as Harry groped for his lamp, which was on the floor. The lamp shape had separated from the lamp, and two feet, two arms, and some filthy rags stuck out. It was alive.
As it pushed the lampshade off its head, they could see the rest of it. "A house elf?" Hermione said curiously. It was a creature with large, bat like ears, and bulging green eyes the size of tennis balls. "Harry Potter," he said in a high pitched voice. Then he noticed Hermione. "And Mrs. Potter!"
Hermione managed to maintain a somewhat normal expression. He wasn't actually sure she had heard. She was looking at the small creatures robes, although contemplating how to make new ones.
He glanced at uncle Vernon. "We'll sort this out, you can go back to bed." Without saying a word, he turned and left the room.
"Er... Hello." Harry said nervously, "Here, why don't you sit down?" To his surprise, the creature burst into tears. "I'm sorry!
I didn't mean to offend you or anything!"
"Offend Dobby?" Chocked the elf. "Dobby has never been asked to sit down before, like an equal."
Hermione slid of the bed, some how perfectly calm. She outstretched her arms and held the elf until he had calmed down some. She didn't look the least bit uncomfortable.
When he had calmed down, Hermione asked why he was in their room.
"Dobby has come to warn, Harry Potter, that he must not go to Hogwarts this year!"
"Why?" Harry asked.
"There is a plot, sir. A plot to kill Harry Potter!"
"But I've got to go! Hogwarts is my home!"
Seeing as he was getting nowhere with Harry, he desperately turned to Hermione.
"Mrs. Potter! You will not let Harry Potter put his life in danger!" His eyes flashed briefly to her abdomen. "You won't put them in danger!
He suddenly tensed. Then, with a loud crack he was gone. Hermione had a look of horror on her face.
"Harry?"
"We're going, we have to."
The Weasley's arrived at Harry's house the next morning to pick him and Hermione up. They drove to King's Cross Station. Percy the prefect went first... Then Fred and George... Then Mrs. Weasley and Ginny(who was beaming brighter than the sun.)
Harry smiled at Hermione, then ran toward the barrier with Ron.
Crash!
Both trolleys hit the barrier and bounced back. A nearby guard yelled "What in the blazes are you doing?"
"Lost control of the trolley!" Harry yelled back. Hermione appeared behind him.
"What happened?" She asked.
"We can't get through." Ron gasped.
"Why?"
"The barriers closed.
"Guys." They both looked up and followed Harry's gaze to the clock. 10:59 with 12 seconds. Eleven, ten, eight, seven, six, five, comma, three, two, one.
Hermione let out a small sob. They had missed the train. Harry never realized how hopeless it seemed after you missed the train. Hogwarts a couple hundred miles away. You've got no transportation. Nothing.
"Harry, are you coming?" Hermione called. He looked up. "Where!" "To the car. Come on."
Thank you all so much for reading. I do not own hp. If you have any questions leave a comment, I read them all! Hve a good day and happy new year!
