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Chapter 14
I have to keep going. I can't give up. These thoughts kept running through Hermione's head as she navigated her way through endless corridors. There has to be a way out of here. Just finding it is the problem.
Just as Hermione was about to turn around and go the other way the hallway she was in opened into what appeared to be abandoned quarters. I wonder who lives here, Hermione asked herself as she looked around the room. At first glance it seemed that there wasn't anything in the room that could be of use to her until she spotted the fireplace. If only I had floo powder. Just as Hermione was thinking this she spotted on one of the shelves above the fireplace a jar of what appeared to be just what she had been looking for.
Hermione grabbed the floo powder and wondered if the fireplace was connected to the floo network. If I only knew it was connected. As Hermione was about to give up and abandon the idea she thought about the burrow. It's worth a try she thought as she stepped into the fireplace and shouted the burrow and in a flash of green light she vanished.
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As Hermione was trying to find a way out of wherever she was, Molly Weasley was greeting her husband as he came home from work.
"Hello dear, did you have a good day at work?"
"Yes, I did. How was your day?"
"Well, that depends. I got an interesting little chat with Professor Dumbledore today."
"What did Ron do this time," he asked, rolling his eyes.
"Ron didn't do anything. It appears that Hermione has disappeared. Dumbledore flooed me to see if by chance she was here."
"Do they know where she is? Why didn't I hear about this, I am the Minister of Magic?"
"Calm down, dear. No they don't know where she is but they are working on it. They probably didn't alert you because Dumbledore is trying to keep the Daily Prophet from getting word of it. He probably feared that any message might be intercepted. I do know that they have the Order working on it."
"Do they have any leads?"
"Well, that is the interesting part."
"What do you mean?" he asked a look of confusion on his face.
"You remember the connection that Remus and Tonks have, right?"
"Yes, some kind of soul mate thing. What does this have to do with Hermione?"
"It appears that Ron and Hermione have this same connection. Ron has been communicating with Hermione telepathically."
Mr. Weasley never got to respond to the news that his wife had just told him for at the very moment the fireplace turned green and out fell none other then Hermione Granger herself.
"Hermione!" Mrs. Weasley cried as she ran towards the girl lying on the floor. "Hermione, can you hear me?" When there was no response she turned to her husband, "We need to get her to St. Mungo's"
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Ron sat up with a start. Looking around he saw that he was in the Gryffindor common room. He noticed that Harry was asleep on the floor and he called his name to wake him up. "Harry, wake up. Harry. Come on, mate, wake up."
"What? What is going on?"
"I just had another dream. I need to talk to Dumbledore immediately."
"What was the dream about, Ron?"
"I'll tell you when we get to Dumbledore's office. Come on, hurry up."
As the two boys run to Dumbledore's office Ron kept running the dream through is mind hoping that he wouldn't forget any of the details. It had been so clear he wanted to remember everything that he had saw. "Lemon drop," he said when he got to the gargoyle to Dumbledore's office. When the gargoyle didn't move, Ron turned to Harry with a questioning look on his face. "Do you know the password, Harry?"
"Yeah he told me before we left last, sour tarts," Harry said. The gargoyle sprang aside revealing the spiral staircase to Dumbledore's office.
"Where does he come up with these passwords?" Ron asked as they ascended the staircase. Harry just shrugged as they reached the top of the stairs. The door opened as they neared it.
"How can I help you boys? Did you have another dream Mr. Weasley?" Dumbledore asked as they walked in his office.
"Yes, Professor. This dream seemed more real then the other. It was almost as if I was seeing through Hermione's eyes."
'What did you see?" Dumbledore asked.
"She was running down a long hallway."
"Where did this hallway lead?" Dumbledore questioned.
"I think it led to an empty room that held a fireplace but I'm not sure that is where the dream begins to fade."
"What was the last thing that you saw?"
"I really didn't see anything but I felt like I was picking up a handful of floo powder and then I heard her say something but I couldn't understand it."
"Do you think she used the floo network? Harry asked.
"That is a possibility," Dumbledore answered.
"When I woke up, professor, I had a sense of relief flood me. I think she is safe but I don't know where she is."
"That is okay, Mr. Weasley. We are one step closer to finding her."
"Where do you think she might be, professor?" Harry asked."
"I can not say for sure, Harry. I do agree with Ron that it is most likely that she is safe."
"So you believe the link that myself and Hermione have is real?" Ron asked.
"Yes, I do believe that the connection is very real."
"How accurate is the link, professor?" Harry questioned.
"I'm not sure about their link but I do know that Tonks and Professor Lupin's link is very strong and is accurate most of the time."
"How much is most of the time?" Harry asked.
"If my memory serves me right, I think Remus and Tonks have had one episode where the information transmitted between the two of them was incorrect."
Before the boys could question him any further they heard a tapping at the window. "Would you please let the owl in, Harry," Dumbledore said.
"Yes, professor," he answered as he walked over to the window to let the owl in. When Harry opened the window the owl flew in and landed on Professor Dumbledore's desk. Once Dumbledore had removed the letter attached to the owl's leg the owl nipped Dumbledore's fingers and flew back out the window.
"Not a very friendly thing," Ron said, watching the owl fly away.
"It's a ministry owl, Mr. Weasley, that behavior is to be expected. They aren't the friendliest of owls."
"Oh," said Ron.
Dumbledore then opened the letter and read it once before looking up at the boys. "I believe that we just got our next clue."
"What do you mean, professor?" Harry asked.
Without answering Harry's question, Professor Dumbledore handed the letter over to Harry. Harry then read the letter out loud so Ron could hear.
Look at St. Mungo's
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"What do you think it means, professor?" Harry asked.
Before Dumbledore could answer Harry's question Ron spoke up. "I think the message is from my mom."
"What makes you say that, Mr. Weasley?"
""I just realized what I heard in the dream. Hermione said the burrow."
"Are you sure?" Harry asked.
"Yes."
"Well, boys, it looks like a visit to St. Mungo's is in order."
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When Harry, Ron, and Professor Dumbledore arrived at St. Mungo's they found Ron's mum and dad waiting for them.
"Oh good, you got the message," Mrs. Weasley said, as she approached them.
"Yes, Molly we did. Young Ronald here figured out your message."
"I'm glad you understood what it meant. I didn't want to go into detail in the note in case it was intercepted." Mrs. Weasley explained.
"Where's Hermione?" Ron asked his parents.
"Patience, Ron. She is being looked at as we speak."
"What condition is she in?"
"I'm not really sure, Albus. When she arrived at the burrow she was unconscious."
"At least she is alive," Dumbledore said.
"What about the baby?' Ron asked his Mum.
"Baby, what baby?" Molly asked.
"Mum, Hermione's pregnant. Wait before you jump to conclusions, hear me out. We don't know who the father is because she was raped at the end of last summer."
"Raped, why didn't anyone tell us?" Mr. Weasley asked.
"We didn't want the Daily Prophet to get their hands on the news so we kept it quiet. I'm sorry, Arthur, I know I should have told you but I wanted to try and see if she would get her memory back before we went public with it."
"Get her memory back. What do you mean, Albus?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"It seems that Miss Granger has no memory of how she became pregnant."
"Excuse me, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, you can see Miss Granger now," a young mediwitch interrupted.
"Is she going to be okay?" Ron asked, before his parents could say anything.
"At the moment she is stable but we won't know her true condition until she wakes up."
"I want to see her, dad." Ron said to his father.
"Why don't you and Harry go in and see her. It will reassure you both that she is okay."
"Let Ron go by himself first," Harry suggested.
"Are you sure, Harry?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"Okay." Ron then went down the hall to Hermione's room. When he walked in the room he gasped at what he saw. Hermione looked so pale and battered.
"Oh Hermione, what did they do to you?" he said as he came up beside her bed. Taking her hand he noticed just how clammy she was.
When he squeezed her hand she moaned and fidgeted a little bit. "Don't Hermione. It's okay. You're going to be fine.
"Ron," she whispered before falling back into unconsciousness.
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AN: Thanks everyone for reading and a big thank you to those who reviewed. Please review this chapter and let me know what you think.