A/N: My friend, Angel, is writing a fan fic, too. I urge you all to read it when it's done. If I get word from Angel that she hasn't got any reveiws, i'll stop my story, don't think i won't! (::Hannah mutters to self:: I don't even care if they're bad reveiws) *~*Hannah*~*

Chapter 4: The Prophesy is defeated

Hannah bounced happily through the halls. Knowing that her brother loves her and that they have things in common gave her high spirits. she was about to walk into the Transfiguration classroom to work with Hermione and Proffessor McGonagall, but was quickly interupted by Ron.

"Hannah!" He yelled, running towards her, trying to catch up.

"What's wrong, Ron?" Hannah asked him worriedly. Ron looked like he had been crying. His cheeks were tear stained, and his hair was all messed up, like he had been running his hand through it a lot. She thought wether she should ask about this, but decided against it. They only just met. She didn't know how he would react.

"It's Harry!" Ron yelled. This got Hannah's attention. Ron must've noticed this, too, because he said, "Good. Now that I've gotten your attention. Harry has been beaten by the Durley's all his life! And he has tried to kill himself!"

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Ron saw the fear in her eyes. He wanted to tell her that everything was okay. But he couldn't. Nothing was okay. If Harry had tried to kill himself before, he would try it again? Wouldn't he?

"You're wrong!" Hannah shouted at him. "You're bloody wrong!"

'She doesn't want to beleive it.' Ron thought. He wasn't supprised. He didn't want to beleive it at first, either. All these years. Being best friends with Harry. And he didn't know. It was a nightmare, he thought at first. Anything but the truth. Now he was worried about his bestfriend. He knew he couldn't talk to him. Harry would just ignore him and tell him to go away. He was to mad. 'But Hannah could talk to him.' He thought. And that's why he was here now, trying to talk some sense into her.

"I know it's hard to beleive! But you've got to, for the sake of Harry!" Ron yelled. Hannah just looked at him like he was a crazy person that she didn't want her kids near. "If Harry tried to commit suicide before, wouldn't he try again?" Ron noticed that Hannah started crying. He heard something about not beleiving him and went on. "He's got the scars to prove it, Hannah! I saw them!"

Hannah ran off. Ron turned around and saw Hermione, with tears running down her face, and Proffessor McGonagall, looking like she had just been Petrified.

"I will go and tell Dumbledore." McGonagall said, coming back to her senses. Ron nodded and she hurried off. Ron went over and hugged Hermione and rested his chin on the top of her head, tears stinging his eyes.

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Hermione couldn't beleive it. Harry had tried to commit suicide before? Ron was right, Harry could try it again at any moment. Wait. Why wasn't Ron more upset? 'Maybe he is.' Hermione thought. 'But he's trying to hold it in so one of will be strong. Hermione looked up and sure enough saw tears in his eyes.

"It's okay Ron. You can cry. We can be upset together." Hermione said.

"No. One of has to be strong, Mione. And right now that's me. I already cried earlier. After he showed me." Ron said, his voice slightly trembling.

"Thanks, Ron. But I've got to go to the Prefects Tower and keep an eye on Harry." And at that, she quickly ran off, tears still flowing down her face.

Hermione reached Harry's room and quickly ran inside. But she stopped dead in her tracks. Harry was cutting himself, and he hadn't noticed Hermione come in. Hermione reached out and took his pocket knife from him, and he started crying on her shoulder.

"It's okay, Harry. It's all going to be okay." Hermione said, hugging him and rubbing his back. "Now, what's wrong?"

Harry just started to cry harder and mummbled. All she could make out were the words 'Ron', 'Mione', and 'Not fair'.

"I know." Was all that Hermione could think to say. She had never seen Harry like this. He always looked so joyful and happy. Never, in all these years, had she thought that Harry was hurting inside. It hurt Hermione to think about it. But Harry was one of her best friends, so she kept strong.

Suddenly, someone stepped into the room, but Harry didn't see. Hermione looked up and saw not just one person, but four, to her amazement. It was Dumbledore, McGonagall, Ron and Cho.

'Cho?' Hermione thought. 'What was she doing here?' Hermione saw Ron see the knife and barely saw Harry's bloody wrist. He quickly pick up the pocket knife, closed it, and put it in his robes, then he fainted. Hermione thought is was a brilliant plan to get the attention off Harry, but it wasn't. It got all eyes off Harry, but Ron really did faint. Cho caught him and her and Proffessor McGonagall took him away, probably to the Hospital Wing.

"Could I have a moment with Harry, Miss. Granger?" Dumbledore asked. Hermione nodded and left to go see if Ron was alright, and then find Hannah.

Hermione stepped inside the Hospital Wing and saw Ron apright in his bed, crying into his arms. He was being comforted by Cho and Proffessor McGonagall. McGonagall knew what was wrong, but Cho looked confused. Hermione cleared her throat loudy and walked over to Ron and hugged him.

"It'll be alright, Ron. Hannah will talk to him. Dumbledore's talking to him right now. I'm sure that when you're not fighting anymore, he'll listen to you the most." Hermione said, rubbing his back, trying not to cry. She owed him.

"You're doing it, aren't you, Mione." He whispered in her ear. "Trying not to cry."

"Yes." She whispered back.

"Thanks, Mione."

So they just sat there, hugging for at least ten minutes. Cho finally left, and McGonagall said they were exused from classes until Harry was better, then she left, too.

"Mione?" Ron said, sitting upright again. "I know he'll be alright, he has to be!"

"I know, Ron. I know."

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After Madam Pomfrey let Ron leave, they went to find Hannah, and bumbed into Dumbledore on the way. Ron and Hermione started asking Dubledore questions all at once, but he silenced them by holding up a hand.

"Harry is fine. We got his cuts cleaned up and I healed them. We had a long diciussion and agreed it was best if Snuffles came to visit. He should be ariving by Floo Powder any minute in Harry's room, and will stay there until he decides that Harry is ready to be alone. Whenever that may be."

Ron and Hermione looked at eachother and grinned. With Siruis here, Harry would deffinatly be okay.

After that, they went to go find Hannah to tell her the good news. They walked into her room but she wasn't there, so they started asking around, but no one had seen her since this morning. So they walked around Hogwarts for an hour, but thet didn't see Hannah anywhere.

"Maybe she went back to her room?" Ron guessed shrugging.

"It's worth a try." Hermione agreed. So they went back to Hannah's room, but still didn't find her. Insted, Hermione saw a note on Hannah's bed,(A/N: Hannah's bed used to be Hermione's, until Hermione became a prefect and got her OWN room in the Prefect Tower!LoL) and walked over and picked it up.

"What's that?" Ron asked curiously.

"A note. From............" She said, looking at it closer. "Voldemort!!!"

"AHHHH!!!!!!" Ron screamed, running backwards and tripping over Hannah's trunk. Suddenly, Fred and George ran in.

"What's wrong, Ron?" Fred asked, helping him up off the floor.

Hermione read:

" ' Dear whoever finds this first(though I hope it's Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, or Miss. Granger),



I have Kidnapped Miss. Potter. I will only give her back if you give me one thing. Either Dumbledore or Mr. Potter. I will be satisfied with both. For I want to kill one of them. If I do not get either Dumbledore or Mr. Potter, I will gladly kill Miss. Potter instead. Now you have 24 hours starting at 5:oo pm today. And a good day to you all.



Wishing you death always,

Tom Marvolo Riddle

AKA: Lord Volemort'



Oh no!" Hermione screamed. Ron fainted, and George caught him. "What are we going to do?"

"Go tell Harry and Dumbledore is my first thought." Said Fred, trying to wake up Ron by smacking him across the face.

"Stop smaking him, Fred!" George said, pushing him away. "He'll wake up when he's good and ready to.

"Let's go to Harry, and then Dumbledore." hermione said, jetting out of the room.

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(RON'S DREAM)

"Harry! No!" Hannah yelled as Voldemort hit him with the killing curse. "HARRY!!!"

"He's dead, Hannah, so you can go now. I wanted to kill either Dumbledore or Harry. But what the heck, I'll just kill you for the fun of it!"

Hannah got hit with the curse and fell to the floor

(DREAM OVER)

"AHHH!!!" Ron yelled as he woke up, George dropping him to the floor in Harry's room in suprise. fred helped him up, and Harry just glared at him.

"What's wrong, Ron?" Hermione asked.

"Mione, we need to talk." Ron said, breathless. Hermione left the room with Ron, a look of confusion on her face.

Ron told her about the dream he had had. hermione gasped and then went pale.

"So I'm guessing if Harry tries to save Hannah, they'll both die." Ron said, his eyes teary. If Harry couldn't save Hannah from Voldemort, no one could. Any way Ron tried to figure out how to save her, Hannah ended up dying.

Hermione and Ron turned back towards Harry's room and saw a big black dog staring at them, tears in his eyes.

"It'll be okay, Snuffles." Hermione said, hugging Siruis. Ron came over and hugged him, too.

Harry opened the door and said, "I heard about the dream through the door, but no one is going to try and stop me from saving my sister. I just met her! You can't make me stay!!!" Harry screamed, looking at Ron the whole time. Siruis nudged them all inside and closed the door, turning back into a man.

"Harry, you heard the dream." Siruis stated, his voice full of comcern. "It's either Hannah dying, or you and Hannah dying."

"I'd rather dying fighting than knowing that I did nothing so mt sister would die!" Harry screamed at Siruis, and stormed out of the room.

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Harry ran out of Hogwarts. Who were they to say that he couldn't save his sister. His twin? Anyway, Ron was probably making it up. 'But he looked heart broken when he thought Hannah was going to die. Probably just acting.' Harry thought bitterly.

He walked, broomstick in hand, toward the forest, but ran into a rat on the way.

"Where it my sister!?" He yelled at the rat, kicking it. The rat suddenly turned into a small man named Peter.

"Please, sir! No! I am your only way of finding Miss. Potter, Mr. Potter!" Wormtail screamed at Harry.

"Then led me to her!" Harry screamed at Wormtail.

"Not with that attitude, I won't." Harry gave him a glare that could kill. "Okay, sir! Please don't hurt me! But you must leave your broomstick, sir!" Harry dropped it and Wormtail picked up an old sock, giving it to Harry. Harry suddenly felt his feet leaving the ground and immediatly knew that the sock was a portkey. he landed in the room he had seen Ron in, facing Voldemort. Hannah was behind Harry sitting in the corner, tears flowing down her face. She looked up at Harry and shook her head.

"Harry! You shouldn't have came here!" Hannah cried.

"Shut up, you foolish girl! He needs to be here! Crucio!" Voldemort cried, and Harry fell to the ground in pain. He could here Hannah screaming and yelling at Voldemort to stop. But he didn't. Harry must've been on the floor, screaming in pain, for at least five minutes. When Voldemort finally had stopped, Harry got up off the ground weakly, Hannah helping him part of the way.

"Your an evil man!" Hannah yelled at Voldemort.

"I know!" Voldemort laughed, but stopped suddenly. "But no one insults Lord Voldemort! Your brother will pay for stupidity!" Harry suddenly fell to the floor, motionless.

"Harry! No!" Hannah yelled as Voldemort hit him with the killing curse. "HARRY!!!"

"He's dead, Hannah, so you can go now. I wanted to kill either Dumbledore or Harry. But what the heck, I'll just kill you for the fun of it!"

Hannah got hit with the curse and fell to the floor.

Dumbledore suddenly burst into the room. He put Wormtail under the Full-Body-Bind. He rushed to Harry and Hannah's aid, grabbed the old sock, and landed safely on the Hogwarts school grounds. Ron and Hermione were looking at Harry's broomstick, horror struck. Then they saw Dubledore and rushed over to him.

"Harry!" Ron screamed, trying to keep up as Dumbeldore took Harry and Hannah to the Hospital Wing. "No!" Ron started crying as Hermione tried to comfort him, but failed miserably, for she was crying as well.

"It'll be alright, Ron!" Hermione sobbed as the entered the Hospital Wing, and Dumbledore placed Hannah and Harry on two seperate beds. "Harry won't die! He can't!"

Suddenly, Hannah woke. She looked fightened, but then saw Ron. Her terrored face vanished as she stared onto his eyes. But then she noticed Harry in the bed to her left, and screamed.

"He can't die!" Hannah got out of bed and sat next to Harry. "He was just trying to save me." A single tear ran down her face, and Ron sat with her, trying to comfort her. They were soon joined by Hermione. They all started to cry, even Dumbledore who was sitting in the bed Hannah was just in. Hannah sobbed, as Ron tried to keep his cool.

"It's all my fault!" Ron screamed. "If I hadn't told Hannah about Harry, she would have never have ran off and Harry wouldn't have had to save her!"

"No!" Hannah diagreed. "i should have stayed and listened to you! I shouldn't have ran off! I knew that I wasn't entirly safe alone, even in Hogwarts!"

"It is no ones fault!" Dumbledore yelled. "No one could have prevented this if they liked! If Harry dies, Voldemort will die with him! He is connected with Harry by blood." Hannah gulped loudly, and Ron held her closer. "No, Hannah, you will not die." Dumbledore stated, seeing the panick in her face. "In order for Voldemort to be reborn, he needed to take some of Harry's blood. So he is connected with Harry by blood, literally."

"Will Harry be alright?" Ron asked. Dumbledore shrugged and left, his eyes teary.