Will the Fedelius Charm work for Harry and Herm? Will Harry finally realize he can't ignore what he needs? (Okay, I'm starting to sound like the corny announcer at the end of saturday morning cartoons! Anyways....." Read on to find out!
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Hermione was sitting in Dumbledore office.
"Miss Granger, we're going to try the Fidelius Charm."
"You mean like Lily and James?" she asked a worried expression on her face.
"Yes. But this time I will be the secret keeper. No one will know where you and Harry are except Sirius and I. Not even Ron. We will place you in an unused teacher's quaters near this office, and your food and and Homework will be delivered to you. Please Hermione, I know this is hard, but try to knock some sense into him Hermione. Before it's too late."
"Does he know about....his father?"
Dumbledore shook his head.
"Proffesor Dumbledore! You should have told him! Now I'm going to have to I din't know if he'll listen!"
"He did want to hear anything about his father when I spoke to him! He'll believe it if it came from you. Now go pack your things and come back here. Don't tell anyone where your going."
"Can I tell Ron?"
"He can know everything, except where you're going. But no one else."
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Hermione dragged her heavy trunk down the stairs in the common room. Everyone else was so wrapped up in themselves, they didn't notice. Ron was playing wizard chess with Dean and Seamus.
"Ron can I talk to you for a minute?" He stood up, and followed her toward the portrait hole. She explained about the Fidelius Charm and How her and Harry would be hidden.
"It's almost Christmas! You'll be locked up through the holiday."
"I know. Go home for the Holidays. Harry and I will be fine."
They hugged, and Ron whispered as she left the common room dragging her trunk:
"Good luck, Hermi"
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Hermione entered the place where she would be 'Imprisoned' for a while. It was quite large, with two beds, a bathroom, a study/library, a small kitchen and a minute sitting room. Harry was already asleep on his bed. Glancing at him, she asked:
"Will he be alright?"
"The effects of the fever are wearing off" Dumbledore answered, "but he's still weak. Becareful." Hermione gave the old man a hug before he locked them in, telling her that Sirius would visit them every once in a while to make sure they were okay.
She flopped down on her bed, gazing across the room at Harry. She would tell him as soon as he woke up. He needed to know. But she soon drifted off to sleep herself, fully clothed on top of the blanket. She did not wake until morning.
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Hermione awoke, her blankets twisted in a knot around her. She had slept fitfully, and was haunted by indecipherable dreams. She rubbed her eyes. She didn't remember taking off her cloak, hat and shoes, but they were placed neatly at the end of the bed. Harry must have done it. She hopped out of bed, hoping to find that he had come to his senses.
The door to the study was ajar and pushing it open, she saw Harry, asleep on top of a book. Taking a closer look, she noticed it was a photo album. I held pictures of Her, Harry, and Ron.
She decided to shake him awake. She had to tell him, had to get it off her chest.
"Harry, wake up." she said gently. He didn't budge. "Harry! Wake up!" He slowly raised his head, rubbling his eyes. "What time is it?" he asked sleepily. Checking her watch, she replied, "11:30. Time to get up."
He stood up, and went into the bedroom, looking for a clean shirt.
"Wait, Harry. Before you say or do anything, I have to tell you something. Something Dumbledore should have told you. What you're doing is dangerous because-"
"Why is it dangerous Hermione? Don't you see! Voldemort will kill you! I wouldn't be able to forgive mysel-"
"Harry! We're using the Fedelius Charm! No one knows were here! How could this be dangerous! Harry you have to listen! Your father-"
"The Fidelius Charm didn't work for my parents! Why should it work for us!"
"Harry listen-"
"No Hermione! I won't!"
Hermione pulled out her wand. "Petrificus Totallus!!!"
Harry's arms snapped to his side and his body stiffened. He fell to the floor painfully.
"I didn't want to do that, but you have to listen. Your father had the Bristeh Fever when he was younger and it nearly killed him. You got it from him. But Dumbledore rekonn that your father got it agan. Remember Priori Incantatem? Harry your father came out of the wand first! Meaning it was your mother who died first, not your dad like Voldemort said. Your parents shared a link Harry, just like we do. When Lily died, the fever most likely immediately hit James, knocking him unconcious. Your father would have a had a good chance if it wasn't for the fever. So you see Harry! You cxan't keep doing this! You'll make yourself sick again, Voldemort will get you, or he'll get me! Which would kill you in the end! Stop this now Harry. Before it's too late. I can't take much more of this."
Hermione watched as Harry'd eyes, the only moving part of his body, welled up with tears. She muttered the counter-curse and he stood up. They both faced each other, unable to stop the tears. They just stood there, until, finally Hermione threw her arms around him. "Stop this now Harry. I won't be able take any more." He finally returned the embrace. "I don't know who to trust anymore." She put he hand on his cheek. "Trust me."
Finally their lips (A/N and Tongues! I know you've all been wating for that!!!!!!!) met, the warmth returned between them. They feel backwards on the bed and hermione flung off her Robe.
"Hermione, I can't do this..I"
She silenced him, finger against her lips. He finally complied, kissing her back.
Eventually they just lay there arm in arm. It felt good. But Harry knew he shouldn't have. Whatever Hermione said, it was too dangerous. He had to stay away. He could not be tempted. Hermione had finally fallen asleep, a content look on her face. She had finally got what she wanted. Little did she know she was about to lose it again. Harry slipped out of her arms and slowly got dressed. He kissed her on the forehead, and with one look back, slipped out the window on his broom.
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Hermione woke up alone. She had a bad feeling, and jumped out of bed, pulling on a bath robe. She races through their living space and couldn't find Harry anywhere. Her heart sank.
And then she saw the open window.
She had been banging on the wall adjacent to Dumbledore's office, until Sirius finally came in.
"What's wrong Hermione? Dumble dore and I heard the banging when we came into the office."
"Sirius! Harry's gone!"
Sirius went pale. "What?! How?"
"His broom's gone, the window's open!"
"Dumbledore!......."
oh man! Don't cha just luv cliff hangers?
anyway.... you know the ritual...review, yaddiyadaya!
Pleez!
~Danie
Thank you so much to Nice! My only faithful reviewer!!!! Your nucemess is apreciated! (Okay so that was real corny.....)
Oh, and lexi black, hope you figured out how to upload stories!
Hermione was sitting in Dumbledore office.
"Miss Granger, we're going to try the Fidelius Charm."
"You mean like Lily and James?" she asked a worried expression on her face.
"Yes. But this time I will be the secret keeper. No one will know where you and Harry are except Sirius and I. Not even Ron. We will place you in an unused teacher's quaters near this office, and your food and and Homework will be delivered to you. Please Hermione, I know this is hard, but try to knock some sense into him Hermione. Before it's too late."
"Does he know about....his father?"
Dumbledore shook his head.
"Proffesor Dumbledore! You should have told him! Now I'm going to have to I din't know if he'll listen!"
"He did want to hear anything about his father when I spoke to him! He'll believe it if it came from you. Now go pack your things and come back here. Don't tell anyone where your going."
"Can I tell Ron?"
"He can know everything, except where you're going. But no one else."
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Hermione dragged her heavy trunk down the stairs in the common room. Everyone else was so wrapped up in themselves, they didn't notice. Ron was playing wizard chess with Dean and Seamus.
"Ron can I talk to you for a minute?" He stood up, and followed her toward the portrait hole. She explained about the Fidelius Charm and How her and Harry would be hidden.
"It's almost Christmas! You'll be locked up through the holiday."
"I know. Go home for the Holidays. Harry and I will be fine."
They hugged, and Ron whispered as she left the common room dragging her trunk:
"Good luck, Hermi"
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Hermione entered the place where she would be 'Imprisoned' for a while. It was quite large, with two beds, a bathroom, a study/library, a small kitchen and a minute sitting room. Harry was already asleep on his bed. Glancing at him, she asked:
"Will he be alright?"
"The effects of the fever are wearing off" Dumbledore answered, "but he's still weak. Becareful." Hermione gave the old man a hug before he locked them in, telling her that Sirius would visit them every once in a while to make sure they were okay.
She flopped down on her bed, gazing across the room at Harry. She would tell him as soon as he woke up. He needed to know. But she soon drifted off to sleep herself, fully clothed on top of the blanket. She did not wake until morning.
***********************
Hermione awoke, her blankets twisted in a knot around her. She had slept fitfully, and was haunted by indecipherable dreams. She rubbed her eyes. She didn't remember taking off her cloak, hat and shoes, but they were placed neatly at the end of the bed. Harry must have done it. She hopped out of bed, hoping to find that he had come to his senses.
The door to the study was ajar and pushing it open, she saw Harry, asleep on top of a book. Taking a closer look, she noticed it was a photo album. I held pictures of Her, Harry, and Ron.
She decided to shake him awake. She had to tell him, had to get it off her chest.
"Harry, wake up." she said gently. He didn't budge. "Harry! Wake up!" He slowly raised his head, rubbling his eyes. "What time is it?" he asked sleepily. Checking her watch, she replied, "11:30. Time to get up."
He stood up, and went into the bedroom, looking for a clean shirt.
"Wait, Harry. Before you say or do anything, I have to tell you something. Something Dumbledore should have told you. What you're doing is dangerous because-"
"Why is it dangerous Hermione? Don't you see! Voldemort will kill you! I wouldn't be able to forgive mysel-"
"Harry! We're using the Fedelius Charm! No one knows were here! How could this be dangerous! Harry you have to listen! Your father-"
"The Fidelius Charm didn't work for my parents! Why should it work for us!"
"Harry listen-"
"No Hermione! I won't!"
Hermione pulled out her wand. "Petrificus Totallus!!!"
Harry's arms snapped to his side and his body stiffened. He fell to the floor painfully.
"I didn't want to do that, but you have to listen. Your father had the Bristeh Fever when he was younger and it nearly killed him. You got it from him. But Dumbledore rekonn that your father got it agan. Remember Priori Incantatem? Harry your father came out of the wand first! Meaning it was your mother who died first, not your dad like Voldemort said. Your parents shared a link Harry, just like we do. When Lily died, the fever most likely immediately hit James, knocking him unconcious. Your father would have a had a good chance if it wasn't for the fever. So you see Harry! You cxan't keep doing this! You'll make yourself sick again, Voldemort will get you, or he'll get me! Which would kill you in the end! Stop this now Harry. Before it's too late. I can't take much more of this."
Hermione watched as Harry'd eyes, the only moving part of his body, welled up with tears. She muttered the counter-curse and he stood up. They both faced each other, unable to stop the tears. They just stood there, until, finally Hermione threw her arms around him. "Stop this now Harry. I won't be able take any more." He finally returned the embrace. "I don't know who to trust anymore." She put he hand on his cheek. "Trust me."
Finally their lips (A/N and Tongues! I know you've all been wating for that!!!!!!!) met, the warmth returned between them. They feel backwards on the bed and hermione flung off her Robe.
"Hermione, I can't do this..I"
She silenced him, finger against her lips. He finally complied, kissing her back.
Eventually they just lay there arm in arm. It felt good. But Harry knew he shouldn't have. Whatever Hermione said, it was too dangerous. He had to stay away. He could not be tempted. Hermione had finally fallen asleep, a content look on her face. She had finally got what she wanted. Little did she know she was about to lose it again. Harry slipped out of her arms and slowly got dressed. He kissed her on the forehead, and with one look back, slipped out the window on his broom.
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Hermione woke up alone. She had a bad feeling, and jumped out of bed, pulling on a bath robe. She races through their living space and couldn't find Harry anywhere. Her heart sank.
And then she saw the open window.
She had been banging on the wall adjacent to Dumbledore's office, until Sirius finally came in.
"What's wrong Hermione? Dumble dore and I heard the banging when we came into the office."
"Sirius! Harry's gone!"
Sirius went pale. "What?! How?"
"His broom's gone, the window's open!"
"Dumbledore!......."
oh man! Don't cha just luv cliff hangers?
anyway.... you know the ritual...review, yaddiyadaya!
Pleez!
~Danie