Hermione massaged her hip in which came contact with the wall first. She dried her tears with the back of her hand, which smudged her muggle eyeliner. She stood up and leaned against the wall for support. She saw Harry lying on the floor unconscious. Hermione picked up her dress and stomped over to Harry. She kneeled down next to him and put a hand on his cold cheek.
"Arugh!" Harry mumbled and put a hand to his forehead. He opened his eyes fully and spotted Hermione. "Hermione! You're not a ghost are you?" Harry said stupidly. Even though this was a very serious condition she had to laugh.
"No Harry. But I'm afraid James will be if we don't get him back." She said quietly. Harry sat up abruptly.
"Where did that bastard take him!?' Harry snapped. "You better bring him back Voldemort!" Harry yelled. Hermione shook her head.
"Harry. We've got to get the ministry, Dumbledore and all our friends on the look out. Sirius if we have to!" Hermione said shaking his shoulders. Then she remembered Harry shaking her shoulders earlier this morning telling her it would be all right. Harry broke down and fell to the floor. This was the first time Hermione had seen him do that. He looked like a little baby crying on the floor.
"I told you I wasn't a good father Hermione." Harry yelled grabbed his hair pulling his face to his knees.
"Don't say that Harry." Hermione snapped. "Look back at what you were doing earlier with James! Was he laughing? Enjoying himself?" Harry nodded. "Well then!" she snapped. Then Hermione broke down. Was that the last time they would ever see James? Would James be able to see them when he grew up? Hermione let Harry take her into his arms and they sat on the floor together silently crying.
Harry pasted up and down the corridor holding his brandy in his hand and muttering. Hermione sent off owls explaining the tragedy. She starred out the window sipping her coffee. Suddenly there was a smash. Hermione stirred around. Harry had thrown his brandy out the door, which was no longer on its hooks of course. Harry was mumbling curse words over and over he was red faced and shaking. Hermione flinched as he walked into James' room and smashed the crib into the wall.
Hermione finished her coffee and stormed into the room with Harry.
"Do you wanna smash this to?" she said angrily. Harry looked at her. "Smashing isn't going to help anyone!" Hermione said calming down.
Later on the whole Weasley family, Dumbledore and other former classmates were in the Potters home. Everyone one making them selves at home when Hermione wandered out to get some fresh air. Hermione leaned on their muggle mailbox, which they never used but liked it anyway. Suddenly someone grabbed her around the waist. It was Voldemort. He was holding a towel which had sleeping powder on it but before the towel reached her mouth she as able to scream.
"HARRRRRRRRRRRY!!!!!! HELP!' And then passed out. Harry heard the scream he looked out the window and saw someone disappear with Hermione.