A/N: This story has done amazing! We never thought it would be this reviewed! Speaking of reviews, thank you to all who reviewed this time and never got a response. Testing time at school, ya know? Well here's chapter 14.

Chapter 14: Good Night

I was left alone on the balcony again, and the sun was setting. I decided it was time to go inside and check on Hermione since the doctor we called should have been done checking her out.

"Mr. Weasley, I was just coming to find you." He said as I shut the French doors. "Miss Granger took a dreamless sleep draught after I examined her. She has a concussion and a few small lacerations. She's also lost some blood, not a significant amount but enough that she needs to rest for a few days."

I leaned against the wall. "So she just needs to rest, there's nothing else going on?" I was rather skeptical.

"Well," he took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "She might be susceptible to amnesia, but it's a very small chance." He picked up his bag and threw it over his shoulder. "Make sure to call me again if there are any problems." I shook his hand and he left.

When I went to check on Hermione she was still sleeping. Jenn walked up behind me.

"What did the doc say?" she asked quietly.

"She could get amnesia," I said simply, and walked to the kitchen. This entire thing was unbelievable, first the attack, then being relocated without most people knowing where we were. It was slightly unnerving.

I started making a turkey sandwich when Andy ran into the room, his face unusually pale.

"She's awake." He said to me. I dropped the food and ran to Hermione's room where Jenn was sitting at the end crying silently.

"Hermione," I said walking closer to her.

She looked at me like she had never seen me before. "Who are you?"

"I-I'm Charlie, Ron's brother." My heart was now in my throat, so was the sandwich I had just taken a bite of. "You met Ron at Hogwarts,"

"What's Hogwarts? And who's Ron?" she asked. Jenn started sobbing, and Andy took her into the kitchen to get tea.

"Hogwarts is the school we both went to, to learn magic. And Ron; is your best friend, and my little brother."

"I can't have ever met you, I would remember your hair." She said matter of factly.

I sighed, "Well, let's start from the beginning then, shall we?" I asked.

"NO!" she got out of the bed, her clothes all rumpled and torn. "I don't know who you are, and what you want with me, but I don't want to be here." She made her way towards the door.

"Hermione, you can't leave." I said stepping in front of her.

"And why not?" Her temper was rising quickly.

"There's a cult out there, in the world, called the Death Eaters, and all of us, including you are in hiding from them. You got hurt in an accident which is why you don't remember anything, and why we're here." I explained it the best way I could, the only way I could without thinking about the kiss.

"Death Eaters?" she scoffed. "Sounds like it's run by a crackpot if you ask me. I mean, what kind of cult leaders names their followers 'death eaters'?" She ranted momentarily. "So there, it can't be a real cult."

I took my wand out and pointed it towards the window creating bars across it. Summoning her wand I ran out the door and locked it from the outside.



"Andy, Jenn, we need to get the doctor back here." I yelled running towards them.

"You called?" the wizened man said stepping out of the fireplace moments later.

"She has amnesia," Andy said, comforting a still sobbing Jenn. "Is there a potion or a spell we can use to fix it?"

"I'm afraid the only potion takes one month to prepare." He said. "What have you done with her for the time being?" I told him and he nodded. "You wouldn't want her getting out and hurting herself."

"I just wish there was something we could do." I put my head in my hands and started breathing threw my nose.

"Well, Mr. Weasley, I could give you the instructions on how to create the potion and then you could administer it to her in her morning juice or something." He offered pulling out a roll of parchment.

"Oh thank you!" Jenn said throwing her arms around the poor man.

He patted her back and walked towards the fireplace, "Make sure you read the instructions carefully and remember that some of the ingredients can be bought from the muggles." He tipped his hat and entered the floo network.

The next day Andy and I were walking through a park around twilight. Jenn decided to stick around and see if she could talk to Hermione more.

"I know there was something going on between you," he said staring at his shoes. "When you brought her to the safe house I just knew that she was special to you." He finished. I looked at him and smiled.

"The night it happened…she kissed me." I said the image of us in the hallway etched into my memory. "The night she got attacked she lowered her walls and let me in, and let all the death eaters in as well." I growled remembering the smirk Lucius wore when he thought he'd won.



We sat on a bench and took in our surroundings. There were families in the park that night that would never know what was happening in London or Romania. The kids would never have to worry about losing their parents; at least they wouldn't if we defeated Voldemort in time. Across the lawn there was a woman walking her dog that looked vaguely familiar from far away. The tanned skin, the blond hair, and the strong legs all reminded me of someone and the thought of the person made my blood boil in anger.

"Whoa," Andy said suddenly. "Do you know who she reminds me of?" he pointed towards the woman walking her dog. "Leanne."

As soon as he said that I looked at her again, this time she was closer, I saw her smirk and as a truck drove past she had disapperated.

"She knows where we are." I said in disbelief. "Let's go back to the house and make sure the girls are alright." We stood up and walked towards an empty alleyway. Appearing in the kitchen of our rented apartment Jenn greeted us.

"We saw Leanne," Andy told her. "But we never told her, or anyone else for that matter, where we were going."

"So that means Dan would know where we are too." She mused aloud. "They're always in the same places and talking about the same things. What was she doing when you saw her?"

"She was walking a dog, then the smirk and disapperated." I said grabbing three beers out of the fridge and handing one to each of them. "I just don't understand why she would follow us here."

"Well, there is no explanation that we know of yet, hopefully it was someone who looked like that bitch and not actually her." Jenn said starting on dinner.

"I think we all hope that's the case." Andy turned toward me. "Do you want to go out tomorrow and start looking for those ingredients the doctor left us? That way we can start on the potion within the week."

I nodded. "Absolutely, I think we should try to find a place to buy wizarding stuff too, that way we can make a polyjuice potion also."

The rest of the night was spent eating dinner with Hermione and trying to make her feel comfortable around us again. Since Jenn was with her all the time, she already was close to her again, but she was very skeptical of me.

"I've always liked red hair," she would say when she saw me late at night. "Maybe I should marry someone with red hair, that way my kids can have auburn hair and be beautiful." In response I would always smile and hope she had sweet dreams.

When Andy and I went out the next day our wands were always in our grasp, hidden by our pockets. We found some of the ingredients at a local food market the first one being pomegranate juice. We were confused, but bought a small bottle anyway.

On our way back to the apartment the hair on my neck stood on end. I stopped and looked around spotting a tall brown haired man. "Dan," I growled through gritted teeth. He smiled and disapperated, just as Leanne had the day before.

"How can they know where we are?" Jenn asked exasperated. "I think Moody is the only other person that we told, and somehow people from the reserve still seem to find us?"

"What reserve?" Hermione asked, she had heard the entire conversation, but didn't follow a word.

"The reserve we were all at before coming here, where you got hurt, and where we worked." Andy explained.

We had started telling Hermione more and more about what happened and why she wasn't allowed out of the apartment yet. She slowly started to understand and remember.

"I just don't get it." Jenn whispered again as she served dinner.

"Maybe, it's not them, and they're death eaters just trying to psych us out." Hermione offered, trying to be helpful in anyway possible.



"If that's true we're in real trouble." I joked, her face lost all color. "But we'll worry about that another time."

The rest of the night was spent telling Hermione about the dragons and her friends.

"But you see, there's this guy Dan, and he took you out once." I told her as we sat in her room late in the night. "I followed you guys to the restaurant and there was a thing watching you guys, and none of the muggles could see it and you were sitting so you couldn't either." She shuddered involuntarily. "Sorry, enough of the scary stuff until tomorrow," I smiled. "Good night Hermione."

In my room I stripped out of my clothes and put on a pair of shorts, but when I pulled the covers down I heard a noise outside my door. Grabbing my wand and watching for the creaky floorboards I opened my door, only to be face to face with Hermione.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"The last story you told me, about the Dan guy…it kind of scared me, and I don't really want to be alone." She blushed.

"You can stay with me tonight." I said smiling at her again, she didn't know how hard my heart was beating in that instant, how much I wanted to grab her and kiss her. But I refrained from doing that and we got into my bed, which was big enough for both of us comfortably.

"Charlie?" She whispered.

"Yeah, Hermione?" I answered.

"Thanks…for not freaking out and telling me about my life and stuff." I could tell she wanted to cry, so I put my arms around her and pulled her closer.

"I just hope you get better soon." I said, "So you can remember the kiss." I listened to her soft breathing and realized she had fallen asleep. "Good night." I whispered into her hair and closed my eyes.



A/N: This was much longer for me then the other ones I've written, and I hope you enjoy it.