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(A/N I am SO SORRY I stopped in mid sentence!! My computer wouldn't let me resave the document don't hate me!!)
Hermione was confused, she didn't understand. Two things stuck out that made no sense. James is dead, and he's good not evil. He wouldn't hurt anyone.
James walked over to Ron; he had a knife in his hand. "She doesn't know that I'm not James." He said touching the knife lightly to Ron's neck "and we intend to keep it that way" Ron was frozen with fear he knew what Lucious was capable of. He hated the Weasly's and he had one in his grasp he wouldn't hesitate to slit is throat. "Do we understand?" the knife was still at his neck. "Do we?" he pushed the knife a little and it broke the skin. Ron cried out in pain. "That's what I thought." Malfoy said and walked out of the room.
"You're bleeding!" Hermione said.
"No really?" Ron said. He was in pain and scared. He could tell that it wasn't that deep and also that it didn't hit anything important but it still hurt.
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Harry woke up with his back in pain. He had no clue where he was except that he knew he was with Destiny. How he knew he couldn't quiet tell he just had a feeling. He opened his eyes slowly. Then he got up and walked around a little. He looked at destiny she was so peaceful lying on the ground. Sleeping he didn't have the heart to wake her up. So he lay back down and thought about who might have Hermione. Then it all clicked..
