Hermione's P.O.V

I woke up early that Saturday morning, images still fresh in my mind. I noticed that the boys weren't in the common room. Having a lie-in, I suppose. I would too, if I went through what Harry had went thruogh. Ron too, worried to death. I smiled to myself as I walked through the portrait hole. Images of the kiss I shared with Harry flooded my mind. My smile grew broader.

I walked through the great doors that lead to the Great Hall. I swiftly wanlked past the tables to my own. Someone shouted to me.

"Where's your boyfriend, Mudbloood?" Pansy Parkingson shouted at me. I looked over to see Draco shooting glares at her. Pansy pretended not to notice however.

'Just ignore it...," I thought as she sneered at me. She frowned, not seeing a reaction from me. I smiled when I was out of sight.

I continued to walk to my table, taking my seat next to Ginny. Fred and George were laughing loudly with Lee Jordan. I greeted Ginny.

"Good morning, Hermione," she said to me. She looked around. "Where's Harry? And Ron?" she continued to look at the doors.

"Sleeping in, I suppose." I shrugged. I noticed she said Harry's name first. I scowled as she continued with her eggs. She still liked him. I hopped they were sleeping in. I heard a loud laugh as I helped my self to some toast. I looked to see Fred paralyzed with laughter. George and Lee were chuckling too. I remembered that Harry still hadn't held Gryffindor Quidditch try-outs yet. Now I realized why Ron looked at Harry when Quidditch was brought up. Harry didn't seem to realize yet.

Speaking of Ron, the doors were shoved open, and he came sprinting in. His hair was all over, he hadn't brushed it. And as I looked more closely, I noticed it looked like he had thrown his clothes on in a great hurry. His face was flushed as he walked faster.

'Where's Harry?' I thought to myself. Something was wrong. I stood up, making Ginny flinch as it crashedto the floor. I swiftly walked to him. I saw Draco was standing too. I wasn't the only one worried. I came to Ron. His eyes were bloodshot. He looked to me, allarmed. He flung his arms around me.

"Hermione! He's gone! He's gone...," Ron screamed through sobs. I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him away.

"What are you so upset about? Who's gone?" I knew the answer. My voice shook.

"Harry! He got him...the monster got him...," Ron held out a piece of parchment. I stared at it. I didn't want ot know what it said. I reluctantly reached out a trembling hand and took it out of his. I unfolded it and read it.

'He's mine. I've won. He will die a painful death.' It was scrawled fastly. I dropped to my knees, numb. This wasn't right.

"No...he's still here. Harry's still here. NO!" I screamed. I couldn't be true...it just couldn't. Ron bent over to me. The hall was whispering, ever pair of eyes upon us. Ron took my shoulders and shook them. Tears ran down his freckeled cheek. I heard someone running over.

"Herm, he's gone. You have to believe it...," Tears continued to roll down our cheeks. He wiped his away; I didn't.

"What's the matter with you two? Who's gone?" It was Draco. I didn't look at him. I continued to look at the floor. Ron stood up.

"Harry. He's gone...he got him, Draco!" Ron cried more. He handed the letter to Draco. He took it, and turned as white as a cloud, making his pale skin look ten times more pale. He shook his head.

"No. No, he can't be! Not now that we're friends...," Draco's eyes watered. He didn't let his tears fall. I got angry. Was Harry not good enough to shed a tear for? I grabbed the note out of his hand, and ran to Proffesor Dumbledore. I hastily wiped the tears away, they were making everything blurry.

He watched me run to him. I reached him, and tried to speak.I couldn't, only whimpers came out. I held the note out. He quickly stood and read it. He read it over and over. He finally looked up, his eyes full of furry. He grabbed my hand and swiftly went out the door, me following. I looked back, and saw Ron and Draco running to us. They caught up, and sprinted with us. We seemed to be walking to the Gryffindor common room.

"Proffesor Dumbledore, sir, what are we to do?" I asked him. He walked faster, but let go of my wrist. He sighed.

"Hermione, I need you and Ron to send owls to Sirius and to your father,"he motioned to Ron."Draco, you'll have the unlucky job of questioning your father. Do it carefully. Do not hint that you are friends with Harry now. Do it, now, quickly." He continued to sprint to the common room. We went the other way to the Owlery. The walked in, and Draco pulled out ink, quills, and parchment. I wasn't going to even ask. I grabbed one, and went over to the wall. I started to write quickly.

Dear Sirius,

I hope you recieve this as soon as possible. Harry's been kidnapped! Ron woke up and found a note from either Wormtail or You-know-who. He's gone, Sirius, he's gone. Draco's on our side now, so he's writing to his father. There's so much that happened last night! Dumbledore will give you the details, he's in the common room right now. I suppose that you'll be flying up here soon, so plaese do be careful! Hurry here.

With Love,

Hermione

I tied the note to a frantic looking Hedwig. "Hurry up and find him, Hedwig. Harry's life is counting on you!" I picked her up from her perch and gave her an encouraging kiss on top on her head. She hooted and shot out the window. I watched her, tears falling again, until she was out of sight. I took a shaky breath and turned around. Ron and Draco were standing next to each other, still writing their notes. Draco finished, and whisteled. His enormous eagle-owl flew over to him and landing his shoulder. He tied it around his leg.

"To father. Now hurry!" He shouted and petted the top of it's head. It screeched and flew away. At this time, Ron had finished his letter and was tying it around Pig. He had to smack it to calm down. I felt more tears coming on. Harry probably would have laughed as Pig flew out the window.

Ron walked over to me. I stared into his eyes. He looked as worried as I was. He put his arms around me. I broke down. We both did. I cried into his chest, he on my shoulder. I wanted this to end, for me to wake up and this all be a dream. I knew I was hoping for the impossible. I heard a sniffle from Draco, he was standing in the corner, alone. I looked up and saw tears free falling down his pale cheeks. I smiled and walked over to him, letting Ron go. I stood before Draco, watching tears leek out of his blue eyes. Wait. Blue? They used to be grey...

I put my arms around him. I expected him to push me away, or stand there like a statue. He did neither. He put his arms around me and cried into my shoulder. My heart burst with happiness. He finally showed some human emotion. Because of Harry. Because Harry was missing. He took a ragged breath and let go of me. We all looked at each other. Who would have thought that we would get into this situation? Draco cleared his throat.

"Well, what do we do now?"