Torn, Part Two *yay!*


Hermione flopped down onto her soft, cushy bed, tired from her day at the beach. After her parents had talked, leaving her to remember her year at Hogwarts, they had gone on a long, grueling hike. Beach terrain could be rough, with its deep sand and trecherous rocks, but the land Hermione had walked on had just been hell. Hermione shut her mind to memories of the day's activities, she was not in the mood for thinking about athletics. She just wanted to sleep. As Hermione lay in bed, she remembered what it had been like the first day at Hogwarts.

Hermione's ride to Hogwarts had been rather uneventful, aside from a short fight between Harry, Neville, Ron, Malfoy, and Goyle. The sorting had been interesting, Gryffindoor had aqquired Magna, Sara along with some others.

As the gryffindoors headed up to their dorms, after learning the new password, Yule, they sauntered up to their beds and collapsed on their beds. Hermione did not go to sleep though, as in her mind she carressed Harry's every word and Ron's every expression.

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Hermione awoke to ths sound of Parvati giggling.

"Yeah, Padma, can ou BELIEVE it?"

Hermione had no idea what Parvati was giggling or talking about. Hermione sighed, and went down to breakfast. Upon arriving, a strange seen greated her eyes. Harry was sitting down, a strange owl in front of him, while the rest of the Gryffindoors crowded around him.

As Hermione drew closer, she saw tears in her friend's eyes. He held a thin piece of paper, with wiggling, loopy writing scralled on.

"Harry;
I am sorry to have to inform you that Sirius Black has been captured by Death Eaters. Though we haven't found his body, we suspect the worst. Come see me... you know the password."

There was no signature *duh*, though Hermione knew who it was from. Dumbledoor. Hermione herself could hardly keep from sobbing, partly because she knew and respected Sirius, partly because Harry loved him so much. Her body convulsed with silent sobs and unseen tears.

"Oh, Harry..." Hermione managed, when she finaly managed to fight her way to Harry's side. She brought her tone low, and whispered in his ear "Let's go see Dumbledoor right now. Stand up. Ron will follow." It was all Hermione could do, she simply had to get Harry some privacy. Ron, Harry, and Hermione exited the Hall with false composure, for all 6 of their eyes streamed tears.

They passed Malfoy in the hall, and he sneered at Harry. Hermione suspected that he knew exactly what the letter said, why Harry was crying. Hermione felt rage begin to brew in her blood, she felt her fists begin to clench. Hermione stopped, and began to turn to fight Draco. Only Ron, gripping her shoulder tightly but gently, held her back.

"Hermione, not now," he cooed, in a soft, gentile, and saddened tone.

Hermione nodded her head, and they stalked into Dumbledoor's office after telling the gargoyle the current password, Jellycat.

Dumbledoor was inside, waiting for them, he knew Harry would come. He hadn't know about Ron and Hermione though, and surprise was evident on his face (a/n: on his face? What was I thinking?). Silently, Dumbledoor walked to Harry, hugging him, motioning Ron and Hermione to do the same.

Hermione's heart jumped at this closeness with both Ron and Harry at the same time, and the felt blood rushing to her face.

Harry also felt his heart race, and Sirius didn't seem to matter for a moment, as long as Hermione was near.

Ron forgot about why this moment of closeness was made possible, he didn't want to remember. He simply savoured this moment, so close to the one he held dear.

The hug was over too quickly for the trio, and as they began to talk with Dumbledoor, Hermione took Harry's hand and sqeezed it in a supportive yet suggestive fashion, while Ron stood, dismay on his face.

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Hermione jerked her head up, not wishing to remember that day and what had happened after their little visit to Dumbledoor. It looked like Hermione would not get any sleep her first night back in her own bed.

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A/N: Sorry it was kinda confusing, but for now, I think that I will do all the chapters like this, Hermione present, then Hermione past. And, uh, a little help with what can happen next? I'm stumped!