A/n This chapter is dedicated to my reviewers!! Thanks everyone!
This Chapter is dedicated to Satine Shadows- thanks so much and Ayumi Rocks!!
Stupid Microsoft word keeps changing the words, so please bare with me. This is an EXTRA long chapter, so have fun! Also, I have never been to London before, so I have no clue if they have some of the stuff that I have put in this chapter. Thanks!
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They were resting on the outskirts of the forbidden forest, waiting for daybreak when they would be able to see their way to the Hogwarts Express's rails. Ron had decided that they should follow the tracks south to London. "When we get there we can head over to Diagon Ally and get all of the necessary stuff that we need." Draco and Hermione, holding hands, nodded. "I think that we should go to Arabia." Ginny said flatly, looking at a map. Draco shook his head. "They are having all sorts of problems with foreign wizards entering the country right now. We have to go somewhere where customs wont ask too many questions." "France." Harry started. "America. We are GOING to America! You don't want to have to deal with Madam Maxine and the Beauxbatons now do you?" "Better than Durmstrang…" Ron muttered under his breath. "Ron, unless you have forgotten, America and England have been going to the same school for centuries because the last time America opened up their school, it was burned down. SO, we can just see what's there, and camp out in the New York City or something." Hermione finished, looking from one teen to the next. "Well? What is it then? Are we going to America or what?" They rest nodded, and they sat down to sleep. Hermione remained awake though, sneaking a few hundred feet farther into the trees than where they had been. Pulling out a small dagger, she cut the old scar. "That's for all of my troubles so far." A faint breath behind her whispered in her ear "And this is for all of mine."
Dumbledor blasted the head student's door open. Seeing the mess gone, and chairs overturned, he decided to check their rooms. He found nothing. Grabbing some floo powder from the mantle he threw it into the fire. "Diagon Alley!"
Draco opened his eyes to see a red sunrise. "Something is not right…" he sleepily looked around the room. "Mione?" In the faint light he counted heads. "One, two… ahm, three… three…" he looked closely at the three. "Harry, Ginny, Ron. Mione. Where is Hermione!!" he frantically began looking around him, worried that she might have been kidnapped in the night. "Mione?" he whispered, looking in the bushes. A faint laugh was coming from behind a tree, and an audible as well. "Hermione?" Draco whispered again, starting to run. "Mione!!!" He saw her, the silver dagger a few feet away, blood on the edge. There were cuts on her arms, ankles, and a long one across her stomach. She whimpered something as silent tears ran down her face and she shook uncontrollably. "Draco…" he took her hand and propped her up. Carefully checking around him, he got out his wand and started to cure the cuts, starting with her stomach. "Draco… I love you…" Draco looked at her eyes. The tears were still rushing down her face and she slowly blinked. "Hermione, It'll be alright. I love you." She smiled faintly before closing her eyes and resting her head back against his hand. "It'll be alright." She whispered.
Dumbledor emerged from the fireplace, covered head to toe with soot. "Professor, Professor Dumbledor!" Tom the bartender began. "Silentas" Dumbledor muttered, his wand pointed at him. "Mmmmh! Mmh mh!" He kicked open the door and walked through the entrance to the ally and headed towards Gringotts. The goblins dove out of sight when they saw the angry wizard marching down the corridor and finally stopping at the front desk. The trembling goblin tensely asked, "M-M-Mast-er Dumble-door may I-I hel-l-lp you?" Dumbledor smirked at the trembling creature. "Get me a cart." "V-very well…" Dumbledor slammed the first door down the corridor open and hopped into the closest cart. "Serpentious Activo Carte" The cart creaked and started to roll down the hill, bewitched. It took so many turns that Dumbledor couldn't keep track, until it finally stopped outside of a vault. '1362' "The year that the dark started." Dumbledor muttered, shakily getting out of the car and marching to the door. Running his finger along the track, as the goblins would have, the door slowly opened. A large table was in the middle of the room, and sitting around it were 13 of the most powerful dark wizards. "Albus Dumbledor. You have failed me."
"It'll be alright…" Draco kept muttering as he healed Hermione's cuts. The blood kept seeping out of her deep stomach cut and forcing Draco to use some of the most powerful spells. "Ginny!" Draco yelled after about ten minute of trying to heal Hermione. "Ginny come QUICK!" A minute later Ginny groggily came over. "Ginny! Mione's been hurt badly! What is the most powerful healing spell that you know?" Ginny stopped rubbing her eyes. "What do you mean 'Hermione is hurt badly?'" she looked down to see Hermione, still gasping, eyes closed, and tears still coming down her cheeks. Ginny's eyes moved terrified, to her stomach, her wrists, her ankles, and then to the dagger laying a few feet away. Slowly, her now white face turned to Draco. "Hevious Oclair" Draco nodded. "Hevious Oclair!" nothing happened. "Hevious OCLAIR!" again, nothing. "Ugh… Draco, let me try. Hevious Oclair!" a pink light flowed in a smooth arc, wrapping itself around Hermione's broken body. The wounds closed, and the blood evaporated into nothing. She opened her eyes and looked from Ginny's pale face to Draco's. "Ginny…" she cried, pulling the younger girl into a hug that was meant only for best friends. "Thank you so much Ginny! And you!" she said, letting go of Ginny and dragging Draco into a huge hug. "Thanks for trying. I'll get over the fact that my own boyfriend can't save me. But that is a very difficult spell. It was on Witch Weekly's top ten most difficult spells. Not that I read Witch Weekly or anything. No I just have to listen to the conversations about it from Lavender and Parvati…" "Mione, let's just get you back to the others. I bet that my brother is already up and about to kill Draco if you don't get back." They started walking but Hermione didn't respond but just kept rambling on about how Witch Weekly was an appalling, alarming, shocking, disgusting, repulsive magazine. "Mione, those words all mean the same thing!!" "Yes, but it is just a wicked way to prove who celebrities are dating" "Let me try" Draco muttered to Ginny while Hermione kept rambling. "What kind of sales are going on, and just flat out-" Ginny shook her head while Draco kissed Hermione, "Ugh, and in sight of me!" they heard yells coming from the camp and didn't realize that they were right in the camp. Hermione started to wrap her arms around Draco's neck when a pillow came flying at them and smacked them both in the face. "Hermione!!" they both muttered, throwing themselves into the shelter of sleeping bags. Hermione laughed. "You guys will always be immature, wont you." Ron peeked out from the top before sitting up. "Harry, it's ok. They aren't snogging anymore." "We were not snogging!!!" Harry and Ron shrugged before sitting up. "So when are we leaving for America?" Ginny looked thoughtfully at the others. Just then they heard a voice. "Must… Run… Must… Get to London…" They all turned to see a very bloodied up Lavender crawling. She heard a gasp and looked up, with some kind of perverted smirk on her lips. It disappeared and was replaced with an extremely happy look. "Thank God…" she muttered before she blacked out. "Well, I guess we have six people in the group now." Everyone turned to look at Ginny. "What? We can't just leave her there! Who knows why she was crawling around, let's just get her out of here!" A late November wind suddenly came whipping through the trees, and a light snow began to fall. "Shit there goes our plans of staying until lavender wakes up. "Shrink her so we don't have to lug her around." Harry suggested, looking at her still body. Ron shrugged and flicked his wand muttering some kind of spell. Lavender was suddenly, clothes and all, two inches tall. "I'll carry her." Ron said, trying to pick her up. "She weighs about a hundred pounds!" he said, struggling to pick her up. "Make her feather light." Ron shrugged, again, and did another swift spell. The light snow stopped and the sky cleared.
An hour later, the sky was once again gray and snow was threatening to fall. The students were flying on the brooms when they heard a scream coming from Ron's pack. "Quick! Land over on that island!" he shouted at the others as the screams turned into sobs. "Lemmiouttahereyousonofa-argh! Close it! Light is bad! CLOSE IT!" Ron rolled his eyes and she turned back to her regular size. "Thanks. That was a shock." Ron nodded, his ears slightly pink when he realized that he didn't make her clothes as big as they should have been and were showing off a little bit more than he thought she would have liked. Lavender noticed that he was staring at her funny and looked down. "Ron!" she shrieked, and jumped behind Hermione. "Hermione, will you PLEASE make my clothes regular sized?" Hermione, still snickering, muttered a spell. "You're such a nice friend." Hermione smiled. "Ok so…" "Wait! Where are you guys going? I HAVE to get away from Hogwarts! I can't STAND to be there anymore. Besides, we all are seventh years, and we have permission to use the magic outside of school!" "Well, Lav, we are going to go to London first to get the necessary magical supplies, because we don't know where anything magical is in America, and then we are going to be going to New York City." Hermione finished, smiling at lavender. "Why NYC? Why can't we go to California? I heard that there are some really hot guys there and…" "Lavender, we are on the run right now from about 10 people. We don't care about ogling at hot guys! We just care about getting to a place where there are a few million people and we can hide in the crowds." Harry finished, with a rather annoyed expression on his face. "Alright, alright. You win. But you do realize that this will mean using muggle transportation, like airplants or something." Harry and Hermione burst out laughing at this. "Airplanes, Lav, airplanes." Harry said, a huge grin on his face. "Huh?" Ron said. Harry and Ginny weren't as confused. "You'll see, Draco. You'll see. Now let's get to London before nightfall." Hermione and Draco kicked off first, followed by Harry and Ginny, and Ron and lavender. Harry and Ginny kept looking at each other funny. It was something that Hermione just couldn't put her finger on, but had an idea of what it was.
At three thirty they landed in the middle of platform 9 ¾. "What are you doing here mistresses and Misters?" a professional looking house elf asked them. "Oh bugger off." Ron muttered, shrinking his broom and putting it in his bag and watching the others do the same. All six of them leaned casually against the barrier and waited to slide through. "Oh Mr. Hooooussee elf!" Harry politely said. After 10 minutes they had talked the elf into letting them pass back to the station, and opened the barrier for a minute. "We'll go in pairs." Ginny said, leaning against the barrier and putting her arms around Harry's neck. "Something is up there with those two." Draco whispered to Hermione who just nodded and laughed. "Ron, Lav, you next." Lavender and Ron stood up to the barrier and started talking about how gold, gold was. They attracted a few stares as they slid through to the other side. "Ok, it's just us now. Let's go." Hermione and Draco came through practically snogging again, and Lav made a huge 'aww' sound while Harry and Ron tried to smack them with a map. "Alright, alright." Draco said, still holding Hermione around the waist as they walked. Ginny was bright red and was trying not to look at Harry for some reason. After walking through London to get to the leaky caldron, they separated into three groups to get supplies. "Ron, you take Lavender to get a few maps of America from Flourish and Bout's. Harry and Ginny go to Madam Malkins and get another all black set of robes for all of us. Hermione and I will go to the Travel store and get some suitcases, a tent, and some other good stuff. Meet us at the candy store in a half hour." Everyone took off in separate ways. Hermione smiled to herself when she saw Harry take Ginny's hand, and when she gave him a peck on the cheek. "How touching…" Draco said, putting his hand to his heart and getting a dreamy look on his face. Hermione laughed they walked off together, Draco's arm around her waist, to 'The Traveling Wizard.' Fifteen minutes later they walked out with two black bags, two red, one gold, and a (of course) lavender one. They picked up a few packs of Mega Blasted Caffeine drink and stuffed one can in each bag. They also bought six special remembrals that would turn gold if it was important, silver if it was not, and a picture of what you forgot and where it was would pop up in the mist. A second later, Harry and Ginny sat down next to each other on a bench outside, three bags bursting with black, and Ron and Lavender were running across the street. Hermione handed them each their remembral, Ron gave them each their maps, and Ginny gave them each their clothes. "Is everyone wearing muggle clothes under their cloaks?" Lav asked, looking at them. They all nodded. "Good, because Ron and I decided that we want to stay in a muggle hotel. You know that Dumbledor is going to be here any second, so we should go." The others nodded and stood up. "One more thing- I bought us each bags. Let's see… Ron, you have the gold one, Harry and Ginny had red, Lav has Lav, and Draco, you and I have black. Don't drink the soda until you absolutely need to. We need to sleep tonight, so that's a big no-no." "Hey, Hermione, Ginny and I stopped by Gringotts. All of the goblins were trembling like mad, and we heard this really loud yell when we were at my vault. Just thought that you should know." Hermione nodded and they transfigured their cloaks to muggle trench coats, and ran out of the ally.
Muggle London was pouring rain as they walked to a hotel about a mile and a half away. "Wonder how many owls will be pelting us tomorrow when word gets out that we are missing." A few people looked at Ron funny when he said this. "Hey! You! Look the other way!" he yelled that the now startled people. "Hey guys, I think that we should stop by some place to get food before we get to the hotel." "No Ron. "We will eat when we get there. He griped some more, but they ignored him and continued on to the hotel. Just outside of it, the rain began to fall in heavy sheets. Harry looked down at the storm drain and gasped. A pair of blood red eyes, too big to be those of a rat's were staring at him. The others turned and looked at him. "Harry? Something wrong?" Ginny asked. Harry shook his head. "No. I'm fine… I think." They nodded and went into the hotel.
Two rooms, four beds and two couches. Girls in one room, boys in the other. The boys had turned in early claiming that they were tired, but the girls could still hear Harry trying to explain what a TV was, and how to use the muggle showers. 3 hours later after all of the girls had taken their showers and Hermione had reserved 6 tickets, non-stop to New York. And so the girls went to the boys' room and knocked on the door. Hermione sat down next to Draco and leaned on him while Lav was badgering Ron about him needing a shower ("I don't smell that bad, do I?") and Harry and Ginny were whispering about something in the corner. After ten minutes Hermione finally spoke up. "Hey everyone, quiet down for a sec. First, everyone needs to be up and ready to go at 6:30. No later. We have to be down at the airport by 7:30 to get our tickets, and we will be flying out at 8." "I flew in a plane once… That was when I went to the world cup three years ago…" Hermione rolled her eyes. "Come on girls. We need our 'beauty sleep'" trudging out they fell into their beds and were asleep before their heads hit the pillows.
At five thirty the girls alarm went off and they grumpily got ready. They gathered all of the wizard stuff that they needed and transfigured them to look like muggle objects. Six, they knocked on the boy's room. No answer, so they used their magic skills. "GUYS!" Lav screamed, throwing pillows around and turning the lights on and off. "Lav! Lav, Lav. CALM DOWN. That was a side that I didn't want to see… guys get your lazy Asses out of bed. We have to go in, well, now you have 15 minutes to get ready. Ginny smiled and they walked out to wait while the now frantic boys got ready. "That was fun." Hermione said, laughing. "Yep, let's do it again sometime." When the grumpy boys finally came out, they all grabbed their bags and trudged through the city, getting wet again because of the rain. They arrived at the airport without saying a word, got their tickets, and proceeded to the gates. Two seconds after take off, Ron and Lavender were bellowing about their ears hurting. This was going to be a long flight, and an even longer "trip."
A/n Phew. There is your 3,030-word chapter, not counting the a/n's. That was the longest chapter that I have ever written! Once again, thank you reviewers, and Satine Shadows, well, there was that part!! :-) Let me know if you liked this one! I planned the whole rest of this story out. Yay. But now I have nothing to do in study hall :-( Oh well. I'll plan it out again. REVIEW!! The sequel I want to call bleeding heart and will take place after Hogwarts. Don't worry though, because this story still has a lot more. :-)