Here goes the second part, many more to come!

Thanx 4 your reviews!

Awel- I don't really know the differences between all the languages, they al facinate me. I'm reading a book right now (Hidden World by Alison Baird) and it's all about Anwnn. It's really good and it's where I got the idea. There will be more
Kammy- I'm glad you like!
Taylor Malfoy-this will have a major celtic theme, so don't worry!
Meg Loves Harry- DOn't worry, this one's gonna be long....
Erica-The plot will get thicker, and someone already gets hurt in this part!
Me- Thanks! To me, cool is the ultimate praise
Carrie-I agree. Gaelic is very difficult. Especially when you're used to English and French like me!

Gwynedd's Den Part 2

Hermione opened her sleepy eyes and twisted herself out of Harry's arms. Dark blue and Silver swam before her eyes. She was just trying to figure out where she was when the events of last night came to her. She was just smiling to herself, when she looked at her watch. Transfiguration was already half over!

"Harry, Harry, wake up!" she shook him gently.

"What time is it?" he asked groggily, smiling up at her.

"Transfiguration is half over. I think we should leave."

"Why? No point in wandering in half way through McGonagall's class. We'll stay here for a while, and then leave for Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"I don't know, Harry, this place kind of freaks me out. Let's just go now."

He finally agreed. "Fine. But I'm coming back tonight."

"Only if I can come with you" she said.

"Fine. But Hermi, what are we going to tell-"

"Ron" she finished. "I don't know. Let's just not tell him, quite yet."

"Okay," he agreed. "But now, we have a class to get to."

She grabbed his hand and they walked towards the door. Looking at her watch, she said, "Okay, I have Arithmancy in five minutes and you Divination."

(A/N Okay, my tab key is broken! Bloody piece of sh*t!!!!!!!Any ways......nothing else will be indented, I'm too lazy to do it the long way!)

Harry groaned. "Can we please just skip one more class? Please?"

"No. I'm not skipping Arithmancy! Let's go."

(A/N Oh my god!!!!! The Tab key ain't broken anymore! What's wrong with this blood piece of garbage that cost us about 1000$! Geez, talk about crappy service!)

As she turned to go, Harry grabbed her arm and pulled her into a kiss. She let him kiss her until she finally pulled away.

"We have to go."

"I know, I know. I'll go first." He immediatly disappeared through the wall and hurried down the hall, trying not to be late for Divination which was on the other side of the massive castle.

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Hermione stood in front of soul-searcher, a feeling of dread settling itself upon her. It hadn't hurt her before, why would it do it again? Finally, telling herself she was being silly, she stepped through.

At first she felt the familiar sensation, and then something was wrong. A blinding pain wound itself up and down her body, finally resting in her chest area. She couldn't breath, it felt like something heavy was crushing her. Then, she was hurled from the soul-searcher onto the hard tile floor. She landed extremely painfully, head smashing on the ground, and heard several sickening cracks before the world faded to darkness.

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Harry cursed as he retraced his steps. How could he have forgotten his wand? As he approached the secret entrace, he noticed something in a heap on the ground, all he could distinguish was the color red. As he drew nearer, he gasped. The red....it was blood. An human..

"Hermione! Oh my god!"

He ran forward and knelt at her side. He searched frantically for her pulse, dreading what he may not find. Finally, he felt it. A dull, irregular, almost non-existant thump. She was barely breathing.

"I've got to get help." he said aloud. "Where's the closest teacher?"

He sprinted down the hall, paying no attention to Peeves who was bouncing through the hall. Finally, he came to the door.

"Proffesor Lupin!!! Proffessor Lupin! Help!"

Proffesor Lupin came to the door.

"Harry, I'm teaching a class, calm down. What's wro-"

"Hermione! In the other corridor.....she's, she's hurt, not breathing, come on, help!" he was rambling on in a frantic mumble.

Prof. Lupin followed Harry, running through the hall way, leaving his class alone. He hoped he'd get there in time......


Oh, another cliffie! God, dontcha just luv me?

Well anyways, I'm happy, I get to sleep in tomorrow! (Yeah! No basketball, no band, just me and my bed......) so I decided to get this up.

Hope you enjoy!

Just to tell you this will have a vewry celtic theme, and I will try to help you with the Gaelic pronounciations, K?

6 days till X-mas!!!!

Oh and a happy hannuka to all you people who don't celebrate X-mas (sorry, I'm sure I've spelt hannuka wrong!)

Review or e-mail me!

~Danie