*** k first of all I want to thank my reviewers all two of them… AS In 1..2!! I was to say a little t-d of but hey oh well it could be worse… I could not have got any right?? Well thx 2...

fogarty14~ Thx a lot I'm glad you think it's good. I tried to use a cliff hanger like you suggested but I don't think it turned out to well. O.o

usha88~ Yeah I agree how can there be Harry Potter with out any Harry Hermione Romance!?!

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Chapter 2~ Confessions??

Normal Pov

Perched on The long wooden bench, glancing around the hall sat a two young men. One of them was tall 6'3, he had a head a flaming red hair, a somewhat long nose, and dotted on his cheek were freckles. Broad shoulders supported his muscular back, chest and arms. He was none other than Ron Weasley. Sitting next to him at the table was a man. He was 6 foot, he had a head of untamable raven black hair, On his face he wore round black glasses, under those glasses was his piercing emerald eyes. He too had broad shoulders and muscles peaking off his arms and chest. On his forehead beneath that untamable hair was a lightning shaped scar. Not just a plain old cut that had healed over but a reminder that evil is everywhere. This man was the Boy-Who-Lived, the famous Harry Potter.

"Ron, have you spotted her yet?" Harry asked some what anxiously.

"Nope, I wonder where she could be though it's not like the perfect Hermione Granger to be late for anything? Especially something as important as dinner!" Ron said in a some what mocking tone. Before Harry could say anything to come to his other best friends defense Dumbledore stood up. He tapped on his goblet and calming stated "Dinner is served." in seconds the hundreds of gold plates and goblet's filled with different kinds of drink and every different kind of food. There was chicken and steak, potato's, all the other Veggie's. Ron dug in.

In between moth fulls he muttered, "Harry? What if she is still in the common room, maybe she didn't get the message to met us here?" Ron turned his face back his plate and continued to chow down. Harry thought to himself.' I guess every once and a while Ron can have a good idea.' Harry smiled and excused himself from the Great Hall. "I'll met you later in the common room Ron" he kind of shouted as he exited the Great Hall.

Glancing around the common room he found it completely empty. Not even one quill or a book, no parchment. No sign of Hermione. Running up to his dormitory he pulled the invisibility cloak out of his trunk. Tucking it under his' arm he ran back down the stairs back to the Gryffindor common room, swinging a hard right he pulled his fathers old cloak on and ran up the stairs leading to the girl's dormitories.

Passing the lower years until he was at the end of the hall looking at the wooden door. Carved on it in curvy handwriting was Head Girl. Smiling to himself he pushed the door open and looked in…

Harry Pov

"Shit!" I cursed to myself. She wasn't in there! I spoke quietly to myself, Let's see, she wasn't at dinner In the Great Hall, she isn't in the common room or her room. Where could she be?" I pondered for a moment and then it hit me. "The Marauder's Map!" I shouted somewhat excited. I tugged the cloak back around my head, Hey I didn't want to barge in on any of the girls who may be in their dorms. Racing back to my Dorm I opened my trunk digging threw books and parchment. At the bottom of his trunk he found it the old worn parchment that use to belong to the Marauder's.

There was Moony his real name was Remus Lupin. He was my old DADA teacher. I had him year 3. When he was in Hogwarts he was bitten by a Werewolf and as I believe he still is one today although he takes potions so he won't be able to hurt anybody. Next there was Wormtail, other wise known as Peter Pettigrew. He was my parents secret keeper, he was a spy for Voldermolt he was the reason why I had to go to the Dreaded Dursley's every summer. He's the reason why I was locked in a cupboard 11 years of my life. He was traitor. He also could turn into a Rat, I don't think there is a more fitting animal he could turn into. Padfoot, my godfather, his name is Sirius Black. He was convicted of a crime that he didn't commit and ended up in Azkaban prison for 13 years. In my third year he escaped with Hermione's and my help, and let's not forget old Buckbeak. He's still on the run from the ministry. No one believe that he is innocent. Besides Dumbledore, Hermione, Ron and Myself. He can change into a huge black dog. Finally there was Prongs. I will never again get to see him, hear him. I will never know him. I wouldn't even be able to picture his face if it was not for the Pictures I have received of him. You see Prongs' name was James Potter. Yes the father I never got a chance to know because of Voldermolt and Wormtail. All four of them best friends until they all were split apart because of Wormtail.

I shook my head to get of the train of thought I couldn't just sit there in my self pity and anger when i had Hermione to find. Quickly taping my map with my wand and muttering the incantation. Lines began to emerge from the parchment as f drawn by invisible hands. After a few moments the entire parchment was filled with the outlines of Hogwarts and hundreds of tiny dots. Looking for her name under one of the dots I glanced over the map, she wasn't in the Great Hall, Or any secret room or passage, she wasn't down stairs in the common room or in the library. Looking at the outside edges of the map I found a dot all by itself. It was placed directly in front of the lake. Sure enough under the black dot 'Hermione Granger' was scribbled in some what messy hand writing. Clearing the map I put it back in my trunk with all by books I took out, picking up my winter cloak and gold and red Gryffindor scarf I headed outside. Treading threw the snow, it was up to my mid shins, I walked as fast as I could with out falling down, or tripping up. I could hardly see 10 ft in front of my face. The snow had picked up from the gentle falling to what seemed like an up coming blizzard. Hopefully it would stop because tomorrow was only a week before Christmas and the students would be going home to their families for the holidays. Pulling my cloak tightly around my body I continued walking. It was really getting cold.

Getting closer to the lake, and where I would find Hermione I picked up the pace. I didn't know why but something didn't feel quite right. Breaking into a full run I darted across the grounds my worries continuing to grow. Getting close to my destination I saw a tree's out line getting bigger and bigger. Soon I was upon it. Racing around to the other side of the tree I saw her. "Merlin" was all I could say.

She was propped up by the tree trunk, her knees were drawn to her chest wrapping tightly around her knees were he arms and he exposed hands. They were turning blue. Her face was in between her knees with her head pressed down. From what I could see her chest was still rising. I thought I could hear muffles and a sniff now and then. Parts of her hair were frozen and had icicles running threw it. She was shaking violently.

"Hermione!" Running to her instantly after I collected my head I bent down and shook her to get her to look at me. Slowly she raised her head off her knees and looked at me.

Her eyes were all swollen and red, there as a tear stream visible on her face and what looked like frozen tears were stuck to her face. Her lips were passed blue, and her face a very pale. Her teeth were chattering. She squinted her eyes… "Harry?" A dry raspy voice answered, obvious from crying. She looked at me and burst out in a fit of tears.

I embraced her, she lifted up her arms and ice cracked as she moved her robes. She clutched my robes and cried into me. I was rubbing her back and hushing her. "Hermione what happened? Why are you out here freezing to death?" I asked confused and sympathetically at the same time. She let go of me and looked me right in the eyes. Her sobs silenced she muttered out before she broke out in tears again. "My parents are dead," she clutched me again and continued to cry. I was dumb struck I didn't know what to say. "It's Ok Herm were getting out of here." what else could I say? I didn't know the details but it couldn't of been good.

Struggling against my grip she looked at me with her Chocolate Swirls *A/N mmm sounds like candy* "Harry… I…I.." it was if she was looking deep into my being, Emerald burned into chocolate. This was it…

TBC….

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