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Author's Note: Hi, remember me? Um, yeah I really don't like this story anymore. But I guess I can't stand the idea of not finishing it. I realize that the only reason I wrote the story was because it seemed interesting at first, but than I got carried away with WAY too many plots. The main plot was *supposed* to be about the Muggle Studies Course. The Slytherins were going to take it with the Gryffindors and Draco and Harry would resolve their differences and save Ron, Ginny, and Cho together and than become casual friends. Only much more detailed and angsty than that. But unfortunately I got way carried away and suddenly this story is about Harry being sad and depressed while his friends have been kidnapped. I have no idea where I was going with this story anymore. But I thought of an ending that I think everyone who actually does like this story will approve of. It's going to be finished by Wednesday and I am going to put up a chapter today and tomorrow. Than everyone can go read the actual book (yay)! Anyways, thank you to everyone who stayed interested in this story and has remained faithful to it. I hope you like the last three chapters! If anyone for some reason *does* like my writing, I have two other stories out that are actually decent. They are called "the twin's first year" and "do you remember harry potter". Both of them actually stick to the original plot and seem to be well liked by my readers. Don't feel obligated to read them though, it's just a suggestion. Finally, on to chapter sixteen, its gonna be longer than most. As always please review!

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Chapter Sixteen

After an extremely bumpy ride on the Knight Bus Hermione took her suitcase (Harry) up to her dormitory. It was only eight o'clock but it was extremely dark outside. Hermione transformed Harry into his original self once she and he were alone in the common room and sitting on the couch.

Seamus Finnigan walked in and saw Hermione on the couch with Harry asleep and his head in her lap.

"What's going on?" he asked her.

"Not much," She replied, "Harry and I were both really tired so we decided to take a nap.

"Together?" Seamus asked his eyes twinkling.

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Shut up."

"Sorry," he replied though his eyes still twinkled. "I'll be upstairs so I can leave you to alone."

She rolled her eyes again as she watched him leave. A few moments later Harry spoke up.

"We have to make a portkey."

Hermione jumped, "Harry! I didn't know that you were awake!"

"I woke up a few minutes ago. But listen. We need to make a portkey. Do you know how?"

Hermione nodded, "It's in this book I got last year at Hogsmeade called 'Make your own Contraptions'. It tells how to make a lot of things like flu powder, pensives , brooms, and portkeys. There are four different portkeys that you can make."

"Good," Harry said, "We need to make one that can transport someone to Diagon Alley."

"Why?"

"I think I know how we can save Ron and everyone. We have to work fast though and be done before tomorrow. Voldemort is going to try something on Cho tonight and its not going to be good..."

Hermione fetched her book and Harry showed her the kind that they needed to make. It was called the Slightly Singular Returner. It was the kind that could only transport one person, or sometimes two if it were strong enough, and than went back to its creator once someone was transported to another place.

"Here's the plan," Harry said as Hermione worked on the key, "There are four portkeys in the cave that Ron and Ginny are at. They do not know that they can help them. Two of them will transport people to the Burrow. One will take them to Diagon Alley and one will take them to Hagrid's."

"Okay," said Hermione who was almost finished. The directions were very simple. They only needed a block of wood and a knife that would carve the wood. The wood was to be carved to be the first letter of the name of where you wanted to be transported. Than you needed a cauldron full of cool lake water with a human hair and eight pieces of dead grass in it. You drop the block in the caldron and recite an incantation. When you finish the incantation the water and other contents of the cauldron dissolve and you are left with the block which is now a portkey.

"West to the Sea : East to the Land : Send me to Diagon Alley : AT the touch of a hand!"

"Is it finished?" Harry asked.

"Yes," Hermione replied as she used a bowl to scoop it up and drop in her pocket. She didn't want to touch it or it would send her to Diagon Alley right away.

"Good," Harry replied, "Now we'll go to the cave and get Ron and Ginny and Cho. Um, I'll take the one to get to Hagrid's so that I can tell everyone what is going on. Ron is in the worst shape so we'll give him one of the portkeys that will take him to the Burrow. Cho might cause too much attention to her if she goes out in public because she can't stop crying, so we'll send her to the Burrow too. You and Ginny can go to Diagon

Alley and try to blend in until someone comes to get you."

"Harry," Hermione interrupted, "How do you know all this stuff about how they are doing?"

Harry sighed, "I saw them in my dream. It was bad. We have to get them out of there as soon as possible."

Hermione nodded but than saw a flaw in his plan. She almost didn't want to point it out to him because she was afraid it would set him back. Ever since he started taking charge his face had regained some color and he seemed more alive than he had in days. She didn't want to ruin his almost happiness. But just the same, she knew she had to point out what was wrong.

"Harry," she said, "How do we get to the cave?"

Harry looked at her as realization dawned on his face. "I didn't think of that," he admitted quietly.

The two friends sat down in silence. They sat there for about twenty minutes trying to find away to make their ingenious plan work. Hermione was just about to give up when Harry spoke.

"I think I know what we can do. . . I'm not sure that it will work, and it might be dangerous, but I can't think of anything else."

Hermione was up for whatever he wanted to do no matter how bad it could end up. She leaned forward, "Tell me."

A/N~ There's chapter sixteen! Be nice and review and I will love you for always! MY next chapter will be up tomorrow!