Ok, this part is really short. But it ends well, I couldn't add more on!!! I'm sorry!!!! It's the end of the date, and the morning after the night before!!!! And, well, it doesn't go to plan. But nothing ever does in fanfiction! Thanks to all who have read and reviewed my fics so far, and to those of you that have read without reviewing, I'll let you off for that time. But review this one, please, and put a review for all in one if you must! I just want reader feedback!!!!!!
The scream came from Harry's right. He turned, and the music stopped. A figure walked through the parting crowd, and the people stared, and many screamed, but nobody said anything. Until;
"Harry!" Sirius exclaimed, as he hugged his godson. A shocked gasp issued from the onlookers. Black, the murderer, was there in Hogsmeade.
"I'm so sorry Sirius, I haven't written, but so much has happened!"
"I thought that was a reason to write!" he laughed, and smiled to Ron. "How are you doing?" he asked.
"Fine." Ron said stiffly.
"Say, Sirius, would you like to come with us? We're going for a meal at the restaurant down the road. I'm sure one more won't matter, will it Hermione?" He turned to where his girlfriend had been stood, but she was gone. "Where did she go?" he asked, and Ginny shrugged. She was comforting Neville, who had never been face to face with a convicted murderer before. Cho was also shocked, but she knew Black was innocent, due to being in with Voldemort, so she hadn't fainted like Neville. Ginny had met Sirius many times, and trusted him as well as everyone else. He was a good man, and worked undercover for Dumbledore, who had attempted to prove him innocent, but failed.
Suddenly, a broomstick and its rider landed at their feet, and the tall figure that had been astride of it brushed herself down.
"Mr Black, please put down any weapons, and come with me. Azkaban is waiting." she said, and Harry stepped into view.
"You're not taking an innocent man anywhere. Nobody should be put into Azkaban without a fair trial."
"Master Potter, I have no plans to leave with any innocent man, just the guilty party stood behind you. He is past a trial. Now if you'll excuse me…"
Harry stepped back, and the witch gasped, along with the onlookers. Sirius had vanished. All that was there was an empty space.
"So?" Harry asked, and Ginny shook her head.
"She's not in there either." she said.
"Where could she be?" Harry cried, and shivered. "I'm so cold." he mumbled. "And hungry. But we can't go to dinner now!"
"It's OK Harry, she'll be fine!" Ginny said, and put her arm round him. He felt so warm, so nice to touch. But no, she couldn't. Could she?
They walked back to the castle at one in the morning, an hour after they were supposed to. As they had expected, Professor McGonagall was stood in the common room. Cho escaped quietly, after a quick goodnight kiss. Their Head of House did not look pleased.
"Where have you been?" she said, in a very annoyed, slightly out of breath voice. "This is worth a week of detentions!"
"But Professor, we couldn't find Hermione!" Harry protested.
"She's in he room, like you should be! Now, upstairs!" she yelled, at the portrait hole opened at the sound of her voice. Confused, but glad Hermione was safe, they went into their rooms, silently, the boys going up one staircase, Ginny up the other, obviously wondering whether she should go into Hermione's room and wake her up, or go to bed and see her in the morning. Getting the feeling that Hermione needed chance to calm down, she chose the second option.
Hermione was not at breakfast. "Where is she?" Harry said, worried. He knew she was avoiding him, and it made him feel awkward. They'd been so happy only a week ago. 'All good things must come to an end.' he thought, and tried to block any more negative thoughts from coming through. It didn't help. He couldn't eat, however much Neville tried to force him. It was a Saturday, so he had no lessons to distract him. He didn't seem to notice that Ron was avoiding him as well.
"Obviously I'm no important in his mind." Ron thought, and surprisingly, didn't seem to mind. He had woken up in good spirits today. Harry and Hermione had broken up, and nobody but him could see the bright side. Or could they?
Draco looked at Harry, smirking. He had just thought of the best way possible to hurt him, hurt him more than he could imagine. But would Hermione fall for him? Was it possible? Of course. Evil conquers all, even the strongest of the good- the power of love. But how could it be love, they were still young. So innocent. But she wouldn't be, not after he'd finished with her! What better way to hurt him, but to steal his first love. And kill her.
I told you it ended well. Well I think it does. It wasn't in the original plan, anyway! Well, if you look below you'll see a review box. USE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!