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(This chapter's a bit short, not too bad though. Thank you to all my reviewers, as long as I know you're reading I'll keep updating! I hope to get the next chapter up soon because there's a bit of a cliffhanger here, and I don't think you'll like it (sorry). Don't worry though, everything will be resolved. Special thanks to Mella deRanged: I know the I'm glad you liked the chapter, the darkness is a major theme of this fic. Also to Ashley, you gave me good reasons to continue, and thanks to Dying Angel and justagrl: I'll keep updating fast if I can. Also to Shreve, I can't tell you everything but here's something: you will meet the trainer. Also to Temporary Insanity: you gave me some very good points to fix, and I know the plots cliché but hopefully that will change eventually. Anyways, thanks again to all reviewers!)
Harry lifted his ringed finger. "The crest of the heir of Gryffindor" he explained. "Along the way in my journey I discovered that I'm the heir of Godric Gryffindor. I've inherited all that was Godric Gryffindor's, it turns out that no one in my family blood line has known about this for hundreds of years, I guess it became lost knowledge. But the mansion, the money, the furnishings, so on and so forth all belonged to him at one time. The ring shows ownership. As you can imagine it was a big shock when all this was told to me. And now, tell me about Hogwarts after I left."
Hermione proceeded to tell him all the main things all the way up to becoming members of the Order of the Phoenix.
"Wow" Harry laughed, "I remember when they wouldn't let Fred and George become members, and now they're letting Ginny."
"Yes, they've changed their tune a bit since. well, you know,"
"Sirius' death." Harry said dully, and she nodded in response. "They shouldn't have kept us in the dark for so long. That whole incident may never have occurred if it hadn't been for them treating us like children."
"We were children Harry." Hermione responded.
"No we weren't. After the Sorcerer's Stone our childhood ended."
Hermione looked ready to respond, but bit her lip.
"And you and Ron went out for two years?!" Harry suddenly exclaimed.
"Don't act so bloody surprised Harry!" Hermione laughed, "After all you were gone and all we had was each other. We still fought way too much though, and we were both glad when it ended."
Harry gave her a sideways look for a moment, and then asked, "So, are either of you back off the singles market?"
"No, not me, but Ron. well he's going out with Cho Chang." She eyed Harry with concern, but Harry just laughed. "Don't worry Hermione, no attached feelings there. If Ron likes a girl who's always crying and acting self contradicting than good for him."
Hermione chuckled at this. "He does actually, that's just the thing. I think he likes being the hero, the comforter. On a more serious note Harry, when are you coming back? Everyone misses you so much, Ron, Dumbledore, Hagrid, Remus, even Cho who felt awful about the way your relationship with her ended before you disappeared."
"I bet she did a lot of crying about that" Harry quipped, and Hermione just rolled her eyes.
"Anyways, just answer my question." She said back.
Harry leaned back in his chair and locked his hands behind his head. "Well, I don't plan on going back until I take Voldemort down."
"Harry, no one knows where he is, it could take you years to find him!"
"Well, I was getting close until a certain someone showed up and blew my cover."
Hermione blushed and looked away. "How did you get in there anyways?"
Harry blushed this time. "Bribes mostly, but it turns out that some of the female death eaters fancied me, which was a big help."
Hermione wasn't surprised by this, and she chose not to comment and pursued her previous course of questioning instead. "Harry, we miss you too much for you to just disappear again, and besides, cat's sort of out of the bag now that I 'blew you cover' back at the club isn't it?"
Harry shook his head. "They know that Mr. Gage was a traitor, what they don't know is that Harry Potter is still alive."
Hermione sighed loudly. He had to come back, he just had to, "Listen Harry, it's not just your friends who want you, the Order needs you too. The death eaters are planning to build prison camps for Muggles and Muggle borns."
"I know." Harry replied dully.
Hermione could feel her face heating up. She stood up quickly, knocking her chair over in the process. "Is that all you can say? I know?! In case you've forgotten Harry Potter, I'm Muggle born, and my whole family is made up of Muggles! Maybe you don't care anymore what happens to me and my family, and all you care about is your personal vendetta with Voldemort. Is that it?"
Harry tried to protest, but Hermione would have none of it. She spun quickly on her heel and stormed off. Harry slumped back into his chair and ran his hand through his hair. He suddenly realized he'd forgotten to ask Hermione about his shoulder injury. "I suppose she won't be wanting to help you now you dumb prat." He thought angrily, and decided to sulk for a while Hermione cooled down.
~ Ron would not eat breakfast despite his mother's protests. His stomach was a churn of worries, and he couldn't think straight. He had urged his family to leave him in peace on his hospital bed for a few hours, and the door suddenly opened again.
"I said to go home. I need rest and so do you." Ron stopped when he realized it was not one of his red headed family members, but rather his gorgeous girlfriend Cho Chang. "Oh it's you Cho-" all to soon the girl was throwing herself into his arms and weeping.
"Oh Ron, I was so worried! I got here as quick as I could, you know how hard it is to just take off in the middle of a Quidditch series, and we were playing the."
Ron put a finger over Cho's mouth to silence her. "Yes, yes I understand." He whispered.
"What's wrong Ron?" Cho asked, noticing the troubled look on his face.
"It's Hermione." He responded sadly, laying back.
"The death eater Jacques Farrier took her prisoner last night." Cho gasped and buried her face against his chest. She had decided that she wouldn't make the same jealous mistakes with Ron that she had made with Harry, though it did bother her that Ron still shared an apartment with Hermione, and she hoped to get him moved out and in with her soon.
"I'm so sorry Ron!" She whispered, kissing him on the cheek. He was stiff and lifeless, and she felt deeply concerned. "Ron, have you." She was cut off as an owl suddenly fluttered through the window and landed next to Ron's hospital bed.
"Get the note!" Ron said excitedly, and Cho quickly took the letter and handed it to Ron. Ripping it open, Ron read quickly:
Dear Ron,
I'm sure you've been worrying, and I'm sorry to have caused so much alarm. After I was kidnapped, Jacques Farrier took me to a death eater club, and was going to bring me to Voldemort, but I met up with a friend who was there undercover and saved me. I'm safe with them now, and I'll be returning ASAP, once we've cleared a few things up. Relay this message to everyone, and I promise to clarify when I get back.
With love,
Hermione
Ron breathed out a deep sigh of relief and quickly checked the parchment with a spell to be sure Hermione had in fact been the sender. Grinning, he turned to Cho. "She's alright."
(This chapter's a bit short, not too bad though. Thank you to all my reviewers, as long as I know you're reading I'll keep updating! I hope to get the next chapter up soon because there's a bit of a cliffhanger here, and I don't think you'll like it (sorry). Don't worry though, everything will be resolved. Special thanks to Mella deRanged: I know the I'm glad you liked the chapter, the darkness is a major theme of this fic. Also to Ashley, you gave me good reasons to continue, and thanks to Dying Angel and justagrl: I'll keep updating fast if I can. Also to Shreve, I can't tell you everything but here's something: you will meet the trainer. Also to Temporary Insanity: you gave me some very good points to fix, and I know the plots cliché but hopefully that will change eventually. Anyways, thanks again to all reviewers!)
Harry lifted his ringed finger. "The crest of the heir of Gryffindor" he explained. "Along the way in my journey I discovered that I'm the heir of Godric Gryffindor. I've inherited all that was Godric Gryffindor's, it turns out that no one in my family blood line has known about this for hundreds of years, I guess it became lost knowledge. But the mansion, the money, the furnishings, so on and so forth all belonged to him at one time. The ring shows ownership. As you can imagine it was a big shock when all this was told to me. And now, tell me about Hogwarts after I left."
Hermione proceeded to tell him all the main things all the way up to becoming members of the Order of the Phoenix.
"Wow" Harry laughed, "I remember when they wouldn't let Fred and George become members, and now they're letting Ginny."
"Yes, they've changed their tune a bit since. well, you know,"
"Sirius' death." Harry said dully, and she nodded in response. "They shouldn't have kept us in the dark for so long. That whole incident may never have occurred if it hadn't been for them treating us like children."
"We were children Harry." Hermione responded.
"No we weren't. After the Sorcerer's Stone our childhood ended."
Hermione looked ready to respond, but bit her lip.
"And you and Ron went out for two years?!" Harry suddenly exclaimed.
"Don't act so bloody surprised Harry!" Hermione laughed, "After all you were gone and all we had was each other. We still fought way too much though, and we were both glad when it ended."
Harry gave her a sideways look for a moment, and then asked, "So, are either of you back off the singles market?"
"No, not me, but Ron. well he's going out with Cho Chang." She eyed Harry with concern, but Harry just laughed. "Don't worry Hermione, no attached feelings there. If Ron likes a girl who's always crying and acting self contradicting than good for him."
Hermione chuckled at this. "He does actually, that's just the thing. I think he likes being the hero, the comforter. On a more serious note Harry, when are you coming back? Everyone misses you so much, Ron, Dumbledore, Hagrid, Remus, even Cho who felt awful about the way your relationship with her ended before you disappeared."
"I bet she did a lot of crying about that" Harry quipped, and Hermione just rolled her eyes.
"Anyways, just answer my question." She said back.
Harry leaned back in his chair and locked his hands behind his head. "Well, I don't plan on going back until I take Voldemort down."
"Harry, no one knows where he is, it could take you years to find him!"
"Well, I was getting close until a certain someone showed up and blew my cover."
Hermione blushed and looked away. "How did you get in there anyways?"
Harry blushed this time. "Bribes mostly, but it turns out that some of the female death eaters fancied me, which was a big help."
Hermione wasn't surprised by this, and she chose not to comment and pursued her previous course of questioning instead. "Harry, we miss you too much for you to just disappear again, and besides, cat's sort of out of the bag now that I 'blew you cover' back at the club isn't it?"
Harry shook his head. "They know that Mr. Gage was a traitor, what they don't know is that Harry Potter is still alive."
Hermione sighed loudly. He had to come back, he just had to, "Listen Harry, it's not just your friends who want you, the Order needs you too. The death eaters are planning to build prison camps for Muggles and Muggle borns."
"I know." Harry replied dully.
Hermione could feel her face heating up. She stood up quickly, knocking her chair over in the process. "Is that all you can say? I know?! In case you've forgotten Harry Potter, I'm Muggle born, and my whole family is made up of Muggles! Maybe you don't care anymore what happens to me and my family, and all you care about is your personal vendetta with Voldemort. Is that it?"
Harry tried to protest, but Hermione would have none of it. She spun quickly on her heel and stormed off. Harry slumped back into his chair and ran his hand through his hair. He suddenly realized he'd forgotten to ask Hermione about his shoulder injury. "I suppose she won't be wanting to help you now you dumb prat." He thought angrily, and decided to sulk for a while Hermione cooled down.
~ Ron would not eat breakfast despite his mother's protests. His stomach was a churn of worries, and he couldn't think straight. He had urged his family to leave him in peace on his hospital bed for a few hours, and the door suddenly opened again.
"I said to go home. I need rest and so do you." Ron stopped when he realized it was not one of his red headed family members, but rather his gorgeous girlfriend Cho Chang. "Oh it's you Cho-" all to soon the girl was throwing herself into his arms and weeping.
"Oh Ron, I was so worried! I got here as quick as I could, you know how hard it is to just take off in the middle of a Quidditch series, and we were playing the."
Ron put a finger over Cho's mouth to silence her. "Yes, yes I understand." He whispered.
"What's wrong Ron?" Cho asked, noticing the troubled look on his face.
"It's Hermione." He responded sadly, laying back.
"The death eater Jacques Farrier took her prisoner last night." Cho gasped and buried her face against his chest. She had decided that she wouldn't make the same jealous mistakes with Ron that she had made with Harry, though it did bother her that Ron still shared an apartment with Hermione, and she hoped to get him moved out and in with her soon.
"I'm so sorry Ron!" She whispered, kissing him on the cheek. He was stiff and lifeless, and she felt deeply concerned. "Ron, have you." She was cut off as an owl suddenly fluttered through the window and landed next to Ron's hospital bed.
"Get the note!" Ron said excitedly, and Cho quickly took the letter and handed it to Ron. Ripping it open, Ron read quickly:
Dear Ron,
I'm sure you've been worrying, and I'm sorry to have caused so much alarm. After I was kidnapped, Jacques Farrier took me to a death eater club, and was going to bring me to Voldemort, but I met up with a friend who was there undercover and saved me. I'm safe with them now, and I'll be returning ASAP, once we've cleared a few things up. Relay this message to everyone, and I promise to clarify when I get back.
With love,
Hermione
Ron breathed out a deep sigh of relief and quickly checked the parchment with a spell to be sure Hermione had in fact been the sender. Grinning, he turned to Cho. "She's alright."