BBehind their masks/B
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DarkAngelFallen - They will have a "moment" I promise! But not in this chapter, sorry. Maybe next time!
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DazedPanda - yup, she will be rescued!
DanishGirl - your wish is my command (even though I was planning on it in the first place ;3)
FredandGeorge4eva - I PROMISE to keep going!
Flash - Thank you!
josie-oh! - Awww you're such a sweet bestest friend!
Wow ... so many! And on with the story ...
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Hermione was thoroughly pissed off after being held captive for over an hour. She twiddled her fingers restlessly, wondering about how she could get out, when someone opened the door. She guessed it was Harry or Ron, coming to threaten her about giving up her fortune again, but it turned out to be none other than Neville Longbottom. And he did not look like he was planning on rescuing her either. Hermione sighed, and asked sarcastically,
"I don't suppose you're here to rescue me, Neville," she was not in the mood for timid, forgetful boys at this moment in time.
"W-w-well I can't!" Neville protested feebly.
"Right. So tell me why you are here, or I ask you to leave."
"Ummm. Well, I suppose I'm here to warn you."
"About what?"
"That you are in grave danger, danger of your life! Harry and Ron are serious about getting your fortune, and you know how reclusive Harry became after Sirius died! He's stuck on it, and he's not going to give up on your money!"
"Ha! Kill me? Harry wouldn't do anything of the sort," Hermione scoffed.
"Perhaps not, but he WILL do unspeakable things! I assure you, he will!"
"How on earth do you know, Neville?"
"I overheard them when they thought I was asleep."
"Why can't you just take me away and we can be done with it?" Hermione asked, even though she would have preferred to have been valiantly rescued by Draco.
"Because I only came to warn you. I tell you, Hermione, you better just hand it over. That money's more trouble than it's worth."
"And how much is it worth, exactly?" Hermione asked, slightly annnoyed she did not know anything about her fortune.
"One ..."
"One galleon?"
"One and a half m-m-million galleons," and this caused her to give a sharp intake of breath.
"Right. And it's mine. Not anyone elses."
"But it will be. It will be theirs soon."
"Neville, I assure you, it won't be. Now please leave. I have nothing more to say to you," and Hermione pushed him out of the door, and once again, the key turned in the lock. She began to think practically about how to get out. This room had no windows, but however, was on the top floor. She gazed at the ceiling and noticed a bit of the roof coming loose. With sudden inspiration, Hermione grabbed the dusty chair and stood up on it, and was given a sudden fright as the door opened yet again. It was Harry. Hermione leapt down off it, and hit her ankle.
"Ouch!" she yelped in pain.
"Hmmm. So have you come to a decision?"
"The money's mine. You will not have it, and I can promise you that Mr. Potter," Hermione had taken to calling him politely, showing no friendship between them.
"Tut tut, and Ron thought a few hours would soften you up. You've became rather stubborn, 'Mione."
"DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME THAT!!"
"I will call you what I like."
"We aren't friends anymore, Mr. Potter, and we never will be," Hermione said through gritted teeth.
"I can tell you the feeling's mutual, Granger. Now kindly accept our obliging offer or we'll have to take action."
"Whatever you say," Hermione sighed, "I can always take action, too," and before Harry could even reply to that comment, she grabbed the empty jug and chucked it at Harry's head. She had good aim, and hit it right on target. As the jug fell to the floor in hundreds of pieces, Harry gave her a shocked look, then fell to the floor unconscious. Hermione felt triumphant, and was proud of winning the battle. She stood up on the chair, and even with her top torn and her hair in a mess, she felt happy for showing Harry who was boss. As she smiled around the room, ignoring the limp body on the floor, she head the thumping of feet coming closer to the locked room, and with horror, Hermione realised Ron must have heard the jug smash as she hit Harry. She was in trouble. Big trouble
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She WILL be rescued, don't worry, but I don't like to rush things. *PLEASE REVIEW I LOVE THEM*
OMG SO MANY WONDERFUL REVIEWS! Thank you all SO much!
love2045 - Thanks a bunch!
HelentheMelon - I hope this is soon enough for you ;3.
DanceChic0869 - Wow thanks so much for your lovely review!
k-kat13 - Ha ha, but you don't know where I live. I'll keep on writing though, I love doing it! Oh and also, they did break a window to get in, but it says that Harry and Ron PUSHED Hermione into an old study, so no, the room she was being kept in did not have a broken window.
guitar gurl - Yay! I'm so happy you think my story is brilliant! Thanks SOOOOOO much I really appreciated your review!
gamegirl30 - ARGH, I'll try doing longer chapters but sometimes I don't have the time, etc. I'll do my best though, and I'm glad you're enjoying the fic.
hermione31 - Thanks a lot!
DarkAngelFallen - They will have a "moment" I promise! But not in this chapter, sorry. Maybe next time!
alexpotter - Thanks heaps!
DazedPanda - yup, she will be rescued!
DanishGirl - your wish is my command (even though I was planning on it in the first place ;3)
FredandGeorge4eva - I PROMISE to keep going!
Flash - Thank you!
josie-oh! - Awww you're such a sweet bestest friend!
Wow ... so many! And on with the story ...
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Hermione was thoroughly pissed off after being held captive for over an hour. She twiddled her fingers restlessly, wondering about how she could get out, when someone opened the door. She guessed it was Harry or Ron, coming to threaten her about giving up her fortune again, but it turned out to be none other than Neville Longbottom. And he did not look like he was planning on rescuing her either. Hermione sighed, and asked sarcastically,
"I don't suppose you're here to rescue me, Neville," she was not in the mood for timid, forgetful boys at this moment in time.
"W-w-well I can't!" Neville protested feebly.
"Right. So tell me why you are here, or I ask you to leave."
"Ummm. Well, I suppose I'm here to warn you."
"About what?"
"That you are in grave danger, danger of your life! Harry and Ron are serious about getting your fortune, and you know how reclusive Harry became after Sirius died! He's stuck on it, and he's not going to give up on your money!"
"Ha! Kill me? Harry wouldn't do anything of the sort," Hermione scoffed.
"Perhaps not, but he WILL do unspeakable things! I assure you, he will!"
"How on earth do you know, Neville?"
"I overheard them when they thought I was asleep."
"Why can't you just take me away and we can be done with it?" Hermione asked, even though she would have preferred to have been valiantly rescued by Draco.
"Because I only came to warn you. I tell you, Hermione, you better just hand it over. That money's more trouble than it's worth."
"And how much is it worth, exactly?" Hermione asked, slightly annnoyed she did not know anything about her fortune.
"One ..."
"One galleon?"
"One and a half m-m-million galleons," and this caused her to give a sharp intake of breath.
"Right. And it's mine. Not anyone elses."
"But it will be. It will be theirs soon."
"Neville, I assure you, it won't be. Now please leave. I have nothing more to say to you," and Hermione pushed him out of the door, and once again, the key turned in the lock. She began to think practically about how to get out. This room had no windows, but however, was on the top floor. She gazed at the ceiling and noticed a bit of the roof coming loose. With sudden inspiration, Hermione grabbed the dusty chair and stood up on it, and was given a sudden fright as the door opened yet again. It was Harry. Hermione leapt down off it, and hit her ankle.
"Ouch!" she yelped in pain.
"Hmmm. So have you come to a decision?"
"The money's mine. You will not have it, and I can promise you that Mr. Potter," Hermione had taken to calling him politely, showing no friendship between them.
"Tut tut, and Ron thought a few hours would soften you up. You've became rather stubborn, 'Mione."
"DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME THAT!!"
"I will call you what I like."
"We aren't friends anymore, Mr. Potter, and we never will be," Hermione said through gritted teeth.
"I can tell you the feeling's mutual, Granger. Now kindly accept our obliging offer or we'll have to take action."
"Whatever you say," Hermione sighed, "I can always take action, too," and before Harry could even reply to that comment, she grabbed the empty jug and chucked it at Harry's head. She had good aim, and hit it right on target. As the jug fell to the floor in hundreds of pieces, Harry gave her a shocked look, then fell to the floor unconscious. Hermione felt triumphant, and was proud of winning the battle. She stood up on the chair, and even with her top torn and her hair in a mess, she felt happy for showing Harry who was boss. As she smiled around the room, ignoring the limp body on the floor, she head the thumping of feet coming closer to the locked room, and with horror, Hermione realised Ron must have heard the jug smash as she hit Harry. She was in trouble. Big trouble
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She WILL be rescued, don't worry, but I don't like to rush things. *PLEASE REVIEW I LOVE THEM*