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Chapter 11

When Hermione woke up again she discovered that she wasn't alone. "Who are you?" she asked the stranger.

"That is for me to know and for you to find out." The stranger answered back. Hermione found the voice familiar but she couldn't place it.

"I know you but I don't know how. Why won't you tell me who you are?"

"I have my reasons. Now tell me how did you let yourself get kidnapped twice?" he asked voice full of sarcasm.

"So I was kidnapped the first time."

"You don't remember your attack. That's too bad it was quite interesting. You gave us a fight but it was worth it to see you crumble under our control. Now tell me is it true that you are pregnant."

"Why do you care if I am pregnant or not?"

"Because we don't want the blood of a mudblood in our ranks."

"In your ranks. Does that mean that you're a deatheater?"

"Good, it didn't take you that long to figure out. Now down to the business of getting rid of this unwanted pregnancy."

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Back at Hogwarts the order had assembled and they were discussing the possible solutions. "Do we have any idea where she is?" Lupin asked.

"No. All we know is that she isn't on school grounds. According to Mr. Weasley's dream she is in a place that looks like a dungeon but we don't know where this place is," Dumbledore said.

"What is this connection you keep talking about, Albus?" Moody questioned.

"It is a link between two people that is very rare. Tell me Mr. Weasley are you experiencing any sensations that may not be your own?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe. I'm not too sure what I'm supposed to be feeling."

"If the link is strong you might be able to feel some of her emotions or pain," Lupin said in explanation to Ron's unasked question.

"I feel emotions of fear and exhaustion, but they might just be my own. I'm not sure. I don't know how to separate my emotions from what I guess should be her emotions"

"Albus can I try something?" Tonks asked.

"Of course," Dumbledore said.

"Ron, can you picture the place where Hermione was in you dream?" she asked him.

"Yes."

"Okay close your eyes and image that place. Think of Hermione. Now think of a message that you want to tell her. Now image yourself talking to Hermione and telling her this message."

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Hermione sat bolt upright out of a restless sleep. She looked around frantically try to see who else was in the room with her. When she found that she was the only one in the room she began to think that maybe she was just imagining the voice that she had heard. It sounded so much like Ron. Maybe I was dreaming. I want to see him so bad right now maybe I'm just imagining him.

Hermione, can you hear me.

Okay, now I'm losing my mind. That voice belongs to Ron but he isn't hear so how else am I hearing it.

Hermione, I know you are probably thinking that you're imaging hearing my voice but you aren't, this is Ron. I know you are asking yourself how and there is a reason but I don't have that much time to explain it to you. All I can tell you is that we have a special connection that links us together. Now to communicate back to me all you have to do is close you eyes and image where I am then image yourself talking to me. Answer me if you can understand me.

Hermione was really confused now. What connection is he talking about she thought. How can we have a link that allows us to communicate like this? It was almost like I could feel what he was feeling. Oh well it's worth a shot to try and communicate back She closed her eyes and imaged where she thought Ron might be then she pictured herself talking to him.

Ron, can you hear me?

Yes I can. Now listen to me I'm not to sure how this link is working I'm just doing what Tonks is telling me to do. Dumbledore is telling me to ask you if you know where you are?

"No I don't know where I am. I have seen my captor but I couldn't make out who he was in the dark. I do know that he is a deatheater and that he is trying to kill the baby. He beat me hoping that it would cause me to miscarry the baby but it didn't work. I fear what he will try and do next to make me miscarry. Please Ron, help me.

We're working on it, Hermione. I promise you that. Dumbledore told me to tell you to try and get as much information as possible from your captors to try and figure out where you are and who they are.

"Okay Ron I'll do my best. I can tell you that the voice is familiar to me but I can't place it for some reason. I do know that it is a male voice.

Okay I'll tell him that. Keep being strong, Hermione. Don't give up we will find you. I'm not going to give up.

I believe you Ron.

The connection was then severed. Wow was all she could think. I do feel a little better now that I've spoken to Ron but I want to get out of here. Just as Hermione was about to try and go back to sleep the door to the room opened and in walked her captor.

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"Good job, Ron," Dumbledore said. "We are one step closer to finding her. Now all we can do is keep looking and wait for a response from her."

"What if she doesn't respond back?" Ron asked.

"If I know Miss Granger we will have an answer from her before the day is over with."

The order then started to compile a list of people that might have Hermione and where they might have taken her.

AN: Thanks for reading.