Hermione sat in the booth at the club quietly looking around, her
thoughts drifting. She didn't notice when Draco and Ron sat down across
from her. Ron and Draco exchanged glances being confused but also having an
idea of what was going on. Hermione sighed and turned to them, "What do
you guys want?"
Ron gave her a cheeky grin, and Draco gave her a smirk, "We want you to come dance with us." Ron said leaning back against the back of his seat.
"Yeah, c'mon Mione...please." Draco said giving his best impression of a sad puppy. Which really looked like a evil grin to her, but she didn't say anything.
"Okay, I guess I will." She stood up and walked out onto the dance floor, the two taller boys following her.
Hermione sat at the table laughing at Ron who was dancing on the table. They were playing truth and dare. It just so happened that Ron was dared to dance on the table. Draco sat beside her, his hands over his mouth trying to contain his laughter. Ron stopped dancing and sat down on the other side of Hermione crossing his arms over his chest.
"Told you I wasn't a chicken Malfoy."
"Your right, your not only just a chicken, your a chicken who can't dance." Draco then started laughing again, while Ron scowled. Hermione just watched them keeping silent.
"Well, I think it is time for me to head back." Hermione said glancing up at the clock above their booth, which read eleven p.m.
"Aww..do you have to go Mione?" Ron asked.
"No..." The corner's of Ron's mouth started to curve upwards, "but I am leaving. I'm tired." Ron's attempted smile faded as his features formed a pout.
"Fine leave then." Draco laughed and stood up to let Hermione out of the booth. Giving her a kiss on the lips and hugging her to him before pulling away.
"Goodnight, and goodbye love." He said looking at her.
"Dido." She said smiling and putting her coat on. She waved at her friends one more time before walking out to her car. This time she was pleased that there wasn't anyone out there except for her. Hermione opened her car door and got in she glanced up at the dark sky as she buckled her seat belt and started her car.
Turning her radio on she started listening to AFI as she made her way home, and ran started to pour down from the sky, making it hard to see. Hermione made it home without any major problems, satisfied she climbed out of her car and walked into her home. Her mother and father were sitting on the couch watching television.
"You old people still up?" Hermione asked smirking as they turned to face her.
"Yes, we old people are still up," Her mother said copying her smirk. Her father laughed and glanced at the television, her mother just stared out her, "Have fun today?"
"Yes I did," Hermione said sitting down on the couch beside her, "I took Ginny, Lavender, and Parvati with me to see Harry."
"Oh, they didn't give the poor boy a heartattack did they?" Her mother cut in.
"No they didn't, then I went to the club with all my friends and danced and joked, so yeah, I had a good time."
"That's nice honey." Her mother said turning back to watch the television, "I'm glad you had some fun."
"Me too." Mumbled Hermione.
"What was that dear?" Her father asked grinning as he turned his head towards her.
"Uh..nothing Dad." Hermione said smiling innocently and getting up, "I think I will go take a shower and head to bed."
"Okay sweetheart." Her mother said.
"Goodnight." Hermione's father said still grinning at her.
"Goodnight old people." Hermione said smirking as she walked to her bedroom.
~*~
Hermione layed on her bed. For some odd reason she couldn't fall asleep. She didn't know what it was, but something was keeping her from sleeping. A part of her was worried for Harry, what if he did something rash? Soon she could hear the rain on her windows coming down harder, and the sound of the rain lulled her to sleep.
She felt an arm around her waist wrapped tightly as if they were protecting her, and she in truth felt protected. Opening her eyes she could tell she was in a Gryffindor bedroom, but this room only had one bed. Blinking her eyes she could feel the person behind her breathing deeply. She shifted so that she was facing them.
The shock had came to her for none other in her bed was Harry Potter. His messy raven hair sticking up all over the place, and his mouth slightly open as he slept. His arm tightened around her waist and she ran her hand through his bangs. It was then she noticed that he had the lightening bolt shapped scar on his forehead. The same one Neville did. It made her wonder.
Hermione had no clue of what was going on, and it really confused her. What would Harry being doing at Hogwarts, and with that scar on his forehead. Sighing to herself Hermione layed her head against the pillow closing her eyes trying to think of a reasonable explanation. She felt her eyes get heavy and darkness overcame her.
She could feel a hand running up and down the side of her arm. Their hand was warm and their stroke was gentle. She felt the sunlight on her face as she opened her eyes. Staring into her's was none other than Harry Potter a sly grin on his face.
"Good morning Mione." He said bending closer and closing the gap between their lips. He gave her a chaste kiss and pulled away grinning.
"You know what today is?" He asked.
"I don't remember." She said quietly. Harry looked shocked.
"You don't remember." He said grinning, "That's okay you have been studying really hard for the N.E.W.T.s, I know how you get when you study. Now that we've taken the tests Dumbledore has given us the whole week off."
Hermione let out a sigh, "Oh, I remember now." She lied.
"I knew you would." He said plopping down beside her laying his arm over his stomach and laying his head on her shoulder, "We can go to Hogsmeade today. The Gryffindors are having a party at the Three Broomsticks." He informed her.
"That's sounds great to me." She said smiling.
"Me too." He said looking up at her, her smile got wider and he leaned up and kissed her on the lips again.
She kissed him back, for some reason his kisses were way better than Draco's and she didn't even know what was going on. His hands wrapped around her and pulled her closer to him as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She entangled her fingers in his hair as his tongue slid into her mouth. In turn, she did the same, sliding her tongue into his mouth.
This continued for a few more mintues until they both needed oxygen. She pulled back and stared at him for a few moments before crushing his lips with hers. Her hands traveled down to his chest her hands exploring his muscles as his hands slid under the back of her shirt. Their kiss became more passionate as it became longer. Hermione could feel her face turn warm, and was sure that it was red.
After the kiss ended Hermione was laying against Harry who was absently playing with a lock of her hair, twirling it in his fingers. Hermione had her arms wrapped around his waist as they laid in the bed listening to the birds outside. She was thinking about what was going on. Harry had a scar on his forehead, the same that Neville had, and Harry was at Hogwarts, he wasn't always at Hogwarts was he?
She then thought of Voldemort, the man that was set on killing Neville. If this was some kind of...alternate universe, was Harry..like Neville? Instead of Neville being the boy-who-lived. Maybe it was Harry. If Harry was the boy-who-lived, that ment Voldemort was after him instead. Again, she really didn't know though, afterall things were different here, maybe Voldemort had already been defeated, or maybe he was still out there.
Harry must have sensed what she was thinking because he wrapped his arms around her waist, kissed the top of her head, and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, Voldemort will never touch you, or me. I'll make sure of that." She looked up at him, he wore a very serious expression. Well, there was the truth, Voldemort was still alive.
Saying the only thing she could think of at the moment, and the truth she felt, "I know." She said quietly. She felt safe with him and knew he would protect her, and he had ment what he had said.
"Good." He smiled at her and kissed her cheek before starting to get up. "Now, it is time to get up, and get ready Miss Granger."
She giggled as he stood up and held a hand out for her, "Yes it is Mister Potter." He winked at her and picked her up by her waist and started swinging her around in a circle as she squealed. Once he set her on the ground he placed another chaste kiss on her lips and gave her one of his trademark boyish grins before heading out the door.
Hermione sighed, things were complicated, but a good complicated.
~*~
She winced as she opened her eyes the sunlight pouring into her room through her window was enough to blind someone. Rubbing her eyes she slowly got out of her bed and went into her bathroom to take a shower and to wake herself up.
Soon Hermione was in the kitchen there was a note on the counter, her parents were working in the day now. Which didn't really surprise her and she was used to it. After making herself some breakfast and eating she looked at the clock. She almost panicked it was twelve. That ment she was late and should already be visiting Harry.
After rushing around and getting everything gathered up she made her way to the door. She stopped though hearing her parents television in their room on. Pausing at the door and opened it and walked in. What she saw on the television made tears come to her eyes.
~*~Television~*~
"Reports confirm that the young man did infact, leave the hospital earlier this morning. Staff of the hospital said that they didn't see anything unusual and that there were absolutely no visitors for him today. The local police department are currently searching for the young teen." The woman said as pictures of the hospital flashed across the screen.
"If you have any information on the whereabouts of Harry Potter please contact them or the hosital immediately. The boy was injured and is still in need of medical attention." A picture of Harry then showed up on the screen. "Again we will update you all on the happenings of the disappearance of Harry Potter. On with other news...."
~*~Normal~*~
Hermione pressed the off button and fell down to her knees. A million thoughts must have raced through her head. The fact that Harry was missing didn't bother her as much as him being injured and missing at the same time. She could feel the tears sliding down her face, and she tried in vain to wipe them away.
Standing up she walked out of her parents room and wiped her face clear of any sign of previous crying. After grabbing her keys she walked down to her car and got in. It was time to go and think, and their was only one place that allowed her to think alone.
The car pulled up and stopped just before reaching the edge of water. Hermione stepped out of her car and looked around. The sun was over her head as she looked out over the water. As she looked behind her all she could see was the deserted dirt road, and the tops of buildings. She had driven all the way up hill about four miles from the city and up the hill to reach the small lake.
Sighing she took a seat in the grass next to the water and through a rock into the lake watching it's ripples as they faded. Her thoughts were still on Harry. He was out there somewhere...hurt, and for all she knew alone. She could only hope for the best though, and whatever had caused him to leave was reasonable and he didn't do it for no reason. Again, he didn't seem the type to do that though. She head learned, in what few days she had known him, that he always had a reason behind his actions.
Whatever happened, hopefully it was nothing bad. Hermione sat there for a few more hours throwing stones into the water and watching as ducks swam in lines and rows. The wind blew making waves in the tall grass she sat in. The scene was relaxing, but Hermione never noticed this for all the thoughts she was still pondering on had her full attention.
A moan caught her attention though. Her head snapped up and her eyes became wide. The moan was one more of pain than pleasure which gave her hope. Standing up quickly her eyes scanned the area. She then noticed a patch of black in the midist of the green grass. Running over to it she discovered that there was a person under it, and none other than the person she was wanting to find.
Harry was laying on his back his eyes shut tightly and his black coat laying over him. His face was etched in pain as Hermione dropped to her knees beside him, "Harry..." She whispered only getting and eyebrow raise from him in response as his eyes continued to stay shut.
"Harry..are you alright?" She asked placing her hand on his shoulder. He winced slightly but cracked one of his eyes open to look at her.
"Just fine." He said trying to sit up but Hermione just pushed him down again.
"No your not. Your wincing and your weak." She said studying him as he closed his eye and rested his head against the grass.
"Your right, I'm not alright, but I've been better." He said quietly.
"I know you have." She said pushing his raven hair out of his eyes as he rested for minute.
"We have to get you back to the hospital."
"No, I can't go back there."
"Why not?" She asked worried.
"Because, I-I just can't okay, and if you take me back then they'll find you too." He said opening his eyes and looking at her.
"Who?"
"The men in the black suits. They came through the window so of course no one noticed. They tried to get me and I used all the energy I had to run out of the hospital, they never came out of the room afraid that they might get caught. I ran until I couldn't run no more and stopped in an alley way. The next thing I remember is you waking me up. So I guess I teleported myself again."
"They can't hurt me Harry and I don't think they would but you need to be healed."
"I know I do, but I can't go back there and it's only a matter of minutes or seconds before they figure out where I am, and I can't let them hurt anymore people than they have already."
Hermione didn't say anything after that and Hary closed his eyes once again and Hermione thought.
"How did you find me?" He finally asked after a long silence.
"By destiny I guess." She said, "I came here to think after I found out that you had disappeared from the hospital from the news channel."
He opened his eyes slightly surprised at how she had found out. "Maybe it was destiny then."
Hermione watched him as he moved his arm up to his head. "Are you in pain?" She asked as he winced.
"Umm..a little bit. Mostly it's just my head." He told her.
"Maybe I can help." She said thinking as he opened his eyes and gave her a funny look.
"You've already helped me, and I told you I am not going back to the hospital." He answered.
"I know, but I think I can make the headaches and the pain go away."
"Well, tell me then."
"First, can you make it to my car so I can take you to my house? I can't help you here."
"I guess I can." He said starting to get up as Hermione helped him to her car much like she did the night she first met him. Once he was inside the car Hermione walked around and got in on her side. Soon she was on her way to her home.
She knew the only way she could think of to help him was a potion. He had her trust, but would she have his? Hopefully she would. The only thing she didn't want him to do was to freak out or something, but she didn't freak out when he told her about his little power. Maybe he would understand.
After a long silence she glanced over at Harry who was playing with a chain that was hanging aroud his neck. Looking closer she could see a green amulet in a thick ring of gold. The light coming in from the window was shinning on it, giving a glowing effect.
He looked up at her as he dropped the amulet from his hands. His green eyes were looking into hers with something she couldn't quite read. He smiled at her a bit before turning his gaze to the window and looking out. "Thank you."
Hermione glanced at him out of the corner of her eyes. "There is really no need to thank me."
"Yes there is." He argued.
"What do you want to thank me for then?"
"For helping me..again." He gave a nervous laugh but wouldn't meet her gaze, "I don't understand why you help me really. I understand now though, why all your friends care for you the way they do." He paused and glanced up at her, "I sometimes feel like something is pulling me in a direction, down a path, that I know the goal is nearly impossible to reach. It's what I feel like now. Like I'm doing something wrong, and somthing that isn't supposed to be happening."
Hermione stayed silent listening to him spout off sentences trying to explain things in his head, "I remember that night..." Hermione looked at him confused.
"What night?"
"The night that I saved you. I could feel something in my gut and knew that I was doing something wrong, this is going to sound funny, but when I saw you and you looked at me...everything stopped. Is that normal. You know, for time to stop and the feelings in your gut to disappear when you see someone or something?"
His question lingered on her thoughts, "I guess it is." She told him.
"Then is it normal for you to think about the same things over and over again and they won't leave you alone no matter how hard you try. They're always there, that's all you think about, and you can't think of anything else to think of that won't make you think of the thing you were trying not to think about in the first place."
His words were confusing as they tumbled out of his mouth in a fast pace manner. Hermione understood him for the most part though, "I would say it is very normal, and if it isn't, it's normal to us." He grinned at her and it reminded her of her dream, she blushed but hoped he didn't notice.
She pulled into the parking garage below her home and got out. She helped Harry out and up to her room. He smiled when he sat down and she looked at him. "What's that smile for?"
"Your room is just the way I remember it." She smiled at him.
"It's nice to know that your head injuries didn't make you forget anything."
"Yeah." He said softly sitting back against her couch and watching her. Hermione turned around and walked over to her trunk that was sitting at the end of her bed. She opened it and started pulling things out of it.
"Remember how you told me not to laugh at the secret you told me?" She asked him looking in her school trunk.
"Yeah, I think so." He said.
"Well, I need you not to laugh at me for doing this, and please don't tell anyone I did it." Hermione turned her head slightly so she could see his face even though her back was facing him.
"Okay." He replied simply giving her a small smile. She turned back around and pulled out her small cauldron she set it on the floor and started pulling other stuff out of her trunk. Once she was done she took it into the kitchen and lit the burner, then set the cauldron on top of it. She added all the proper ingrediants and stired it when it needed it. Not too long after she was putting it in small tubes.
She entered the room carrying the potion in little tubes to find Harry looking at his hands. She gave him a questioning look as he looked up at her, but in turn he gave her one for the potion she was carrying. "Okay, now this is a potion." She said sitting it down on the floor.
He looked at it as she grabbed one of the small tubes. "Now here is where I don't want you to freak out. I guess it would help if I told you how I knew how to do all of this." He nodded, "Well, I'm a witch, Harry." His eyes got wide and he smiled at her.
"You know, if I could move better, I would give you the biggest hug you have ever had." She raised an eyebrow at him, "I mean your a witch Hermione, and by the looks of it a very smart one. That's one of the greatest things I've heard of."
"You mean you believe me." She asked hesitantly.
"Of course I believe you! I've heard of witches and wizards all my life. Why wouldn't I believe you?"
"I don't know, most people would think you were crazy if you told them you were a witch or wizard."
"Well, not me. Even if I had never heard of it, I would still believe you. In the short time I've known you, you've never lied to me." Harry said locking gazes with hers.
Hermione got lost in his eyes. She had never seen green eyes like that in her life. They were bright and had many different shades of green swirling in them. She could see his emotions through his eyes, and right now he was being sincere. Snapping out of her trance quickly Hermione held the tube up quickly, "This is a healing potion. Drink this and rest a bit, and you'll be feeling as good as new when you wake up."
She held it out to him and he moved his hand to grab it, their hands brush up against eachothers as they quickly pulled back when he had grabbed the healing potion. They both blushed but went unoticed by the both of them.
Harry shrugged his shoulders after taking the lid off, and downed it. He didn't make funny face or anything that made her think anything was wrong with it. "Thanks." He said placing the lid back on it and handing it to her.
"Well, your welcome." She sid grabbing the tube, "Can you tell me what you meant earlier by saying that you wouldn't let them hurt anyone else?"
Harry looked down at the ground keeping his gaze there as he began to speak, "They killed my parents."
"Oh, I'm sorry Harry." She said frowning.
"That's okay. My Uncle Vernon was the one who organized the whole thing anyways. He figured if he killed them off and me, then he would get all the shares to the company that was owned by my mom and dad. The company was orignally started by my mom and Aunt Petunia's parents. When they died the spilt the stock between them. I guess Vernon wanted all the money, since he's the greedy bastard."
Hermion looked at her hands, "So, he killed your parents then?"
"Yep, and he tried to kill me, but it didn't quite work out the way he planned. I survived and since they were my only remaining relatives I had to live with them. Which wasn't quite that bad for them. They just locked me up and kept me in the basement. They would never tell me of the company or anyhthing that way when I turned 18 they could get all of the shares that my parents left me, that's why they chase after me, and why I can't stay there."
Hermione placed her hand on his, "You've managed to survive them all this time, and I've seen them in action, they're ruthless, how do you keep going Harry."
"I keep going for them. I won't let them down not now not ever. I've only ever known one evil in the world and that's the Dursleys. I can't stay with them, they'll just find a way to kill me off or torture me until I sign over my part of the company. I'm better off running from them, they may get a few hits in but never enough to bring me down."
Hermione stood up and walked over to a closet beside the couch, she opened it a pulled out a blanket and a pillow. She put the pillow at one end of the couch and looked at Harry, "I think you've told me enough today and I think you need some rest." Harry sighed and layed down on the couch and Hermione put the blanket over him. "I will see you in a little bit." She said walking out the door and into her living room.
Hermione sat down on the couch and looked around the room. She didn't have the slightest clue as of what she was doing. Somehow though it felt right. She couldn't believe the audacity of that the Dursleys had to kill their own relatives, and try to kill their own nephew. It didn't seem right, those people had to be cold and heartless to do something like that. In a way they reminded her of Voldemort, only they just went after one person, and not just for revenge or fun.
The phone rang and Hermione jumped back to reality, she got up and picked up the phone. "The Granger's residence."
"Hermione.." The voice said slowly.
"Hey Ginny. What's the matter?"
"Uhh...nothing. Just wondering if you had watched the news this morning?"
"Yeah I caught some of it."
"Oh, Hermione I'm so sorry." Ginny said over the phone.
"For what?"
"For Harry of course. He just disappeared and I know you care about him you must feel awful."
"Umm..Ginny," Hermione inturrupted, "Harry is here. I did watch the news then I went out cruising to get my mind off things, and I sort of found him. I brought him back here so he could rest. He is sleeping right now."
There was a long pause at the other end of the line, "Are your parents home?" Ginny asked, and Hermione could just tell her friend was smirking on the other side.
"No."
"Alright," Ginny sighed, "What do you think will happen if they find Harry there?"
"Well, my mom and I have come to an understanding about Harry, she may not know him personally, but from what I have told her she probably won't have a problem with it, as long as we don't sleep in the same room." Hermione sighed and sat down on the couch, "I don't know about my father, he seems not to care about things that much, but I know how protective he can be."
"Okay, well, as long as your not having a breakdown or anything. I talk to you later, maybe you could swing by the club tonight and see us."
"Sure thing Ginny. Bye."
"Bye." Ginny said as Hermione hung up.
A moan coming from her room caused her to to jump. She quickly walked over to her room and stood in the doorway. Harry was laying on his back, his eyebrows knitted together in pain and his breathing coming in short gasps. Well, that was one way to tell the potion was working. Although she hated the potion because it made the patient go through pain, it helped and in no time they were healed.
She leaned againt the door frame and watched him as he began to relax. She knew she would have to tell her parents about him being there, because she didn't want to lose him and feel even worse than she did early when she thought something bad had happened to him.
Hermione sighed and went into the kitchen. She fixed some sandwhichs and wrapped them up. When Harry woke up they would eat. Hermione grabbed a book from the bookshelf beside the door to her room, opening to the first page she walked over and sat down on the couch and began reading a book on dreams, and what they meant.
~*~
Hermione looked up from her book when she heard a floor board squeak. Harry was standing there stretching with his arms over his head, he had a smile on his face as he walked over to her, "Thanks for the potion it worked really well. "I'm beginning to think all the beatings and fights were just dreams."
She closed her book and sat it down on the table next to the couch. "So, I take it you slept well."
"Like a baby." He replied sitting down beside her.
"Well, would the baby like some food?" She asked teasingly.
"Sure." He replied.
"Okay then." Hermione told him standing up and walking into the kitchen with him following not far behind her.
Hermione got the sandwhichs out of the fridge and unwrapped them, after grabbing a couple pops and some chips she sat them down on the table. Then Harry and she ate in silence, unless they were laughing at something the other said, or did.
Once they were done they decided to go to the club later. Harry had disappeared promising to be back after he had got a shower and some new clothes on. Hermione was a bit confused as to where he would be able to get cleaned up, but didn't ask.
She herself had taken a shower and dressed in a pair of black jeans, and a dark red t-shirt. She had let her hair down and used only a little bit of make-up. She slipped on a pair of her new black high-top converse and pulled a black leather jacket over her shoulders, then Harry popped back in. Hermione now recognized what he was doing as apparating. She could do it too, but didn't rely that much on it. It made her think, how could he apparate if he isn't a wizard?
Looks just like it was another mystery of Harry Potter that she would have to find out. He was wearing a green t-shirt with a gold dragon on the front of it wrapped around a sword, and wore a pair of black cargo shorts. He also had a pair of black boots on. His outfit was topped off with his long leather jacket. She smiled at him and looked at his face. His green eyes were shinning and he had his glasses back on. His jet black hair was sticking out all over the place which made him look sort of innocent and cute.
"Ready to go?"
"Yes ma'am." He replied grinning.
"Okay then, let's go party." Hermione left a note on the bar by the door for her parents as she and Harry made their way to the car and headed out to go to the club. Harry had been looking out the window almost the whole time and she knew what he must have been thinking. Everytime he was at the club he always got in a fight, and now with those people after him, they would be after him. He didn't want to put anyone else in danger.
"Are you okay?" She asked pulling up to the club parking lot.
He looked over at her, "Yeah, I'm fine, just nervous I guess."
"Don't be. They might not say anything at first, but once they warm up to you, you can't get them to shut up." Hermione said shutting the car off and taking off her seat belt.
"Well, that makes me relive the Lavender, Parvati, and Ginny thing at the hosptial." He said getting out of the car.
"Well, hopefully it won't be that bad." She said locking the doors and walking into the club.
Harry was following close behind her. She could hear the music, but she could also hear Harry's boots hitting the floor, and found that a bit strange but kept going to the back of the club to where her and her friends always sat and danced.
She could see them all sitting around the booth talking. Draco was sitting by the wall laughing at something Ginny had said, and Neville was blushing. Ron was talking to Luna and Lavendre and Parvati were giggling and pointing at some guys. Dean and Seamus were talking and laughing at eachother. Hermione stopped and turned to look at Harry, his gaze locked with hers and she smiled, she could see that he was nervous in his eyes.
He bit his lip as he walked up behind her giving her a smile as he looked up at her friends. She grabbed his hand and started pulling him through the crowd and towards the booth. All the people sitting at the booth looked up when she stopped in front of the table. Lavender, Parvati, and Ginny all squealed and jumped up giving Harry a hug.
All the guys and looked at him with caution, while Luna had an amused smile on her face. "Hey Lavender, Parvati, Ginny." He said giving them all a hug.
"Are you feeling better?" Ginny asked.
"Thanks to Hermione, yes, I would say I am feeling way better."
Hermione smiled and blushed at his comment. She looked at Draco who had a smug look on his face but she didn't really think to much of it. She knew he was jealous because she was spending time with another guy besides him.
She looked back at Harry, "This is my boyfriend Draco Malfoy," She said pointing at him as Harry leaned over and shook his hand, "This is my best friend Ron Weasley," Harry shook his hand also, "This is my other best friend Neville," Harry shook his hand as Hermione continued to speak, "Then this is Dean, Seamus, and Luna." Harry shook all of their hands before he took a seat between Hermione and Ginny.
"You all know this is Harry." Hermione stated looking around the table; they all nodded in repsonse.
The few akward minutes were filled with everyone exchanging glances until Lavender and Parvati pulled Harry out to the dance floor and started dancing with him. Hermione looked over at Draco who stared back at her.
"What?" He asked.
"Well, what do you think about him?"
"I don't know. He seems nice enough, but seems pretty strong for a muggle."
Hermione looked at Harry as he danced he was spinning both Lavender and Parvati around in circles, "I don't think he is a muggle, but that's just my theory."
Draco gave her a confused look but didn't make a comment on it. Instead Ron spoke up.
"I've got the perfect idea Draco."
"What is that?"
"Well, remember what happened when we all first came to this club."
"Yeah we all had to sing a song." Draco said raising an eyebrow.
"Why not let Harry sing, then it will be like he is one of us you know, like an initiation or something."
"Sounds good." Draco said smirking and looking over at Harry. Hermione looked between the two boys for a few mintues as they thought silently to themselves.
"Don't do anything stupid, because I'm pretty sure he could take both of you in a fight."
"We won't Hermione." Ron said getting up with Draco, Dean, Seamus, and Neville following him out to the dance floor.
"They're going to do something stupid." Sighed Hermione.
"We know, but it will be funny to see what happens to them if they tick Harry off." Ginny said as Luna giggled.
Hermione looked out to the dance floor where all the boys had surrounded Harry and were talking to him as Lavender and Parvati looked annoyed. Harry didn't show any sign of emotion on his face until the boys werer done talking to him, then he gave them a nervous smile.
He shook all of their hands as Draco went up to the manager and asked if Harry could sing a song. A few minutes later Harry was getting a guitar from the stage. Hermione didn't even know he played. A few guys came onto the stage one on drums the other on bass. Harry stood in front of the mircophone as he gave her another nervous smile.
She waved at him as the manager announced that Harry Potter would be singing a song. When they first started going to the club they would do karaokie, but Harry was singing an actual song.
"The song he will be singing is one he wrote himself." Another shock came to Hermione, well, there were still a lot of things she didn't know about him. That's what made him interesting to her, he was a mystery.
Harry started playing the guitar as Hermione ran up to the stage along with all the other girls.
"Worn out and faded, the weakness starts to show. They've created, the generation that we know. Washed up and hated, the system moves too slow. They give us answers, the questions they don't even know." Harry's voice got louder as he started to scream the chorus, "You made it. You played it. Your shit is overrated. You made it. You played it. Your shit is overrated."
His voice got lower again as he sang the second verse as smooth as the first one, "Used up and jaded. You're thinking way too slow. So we're creating, answers on our own. We can't relate, to what you think you know. And you create, the problems that will never go away......" Hermione's eyes got wide as she heard people screaming and clapping, as he started the chorus again. "You made it. You played it. Your shit is overrated. You made it. You played it. Your shit is overrated. You made it. You played it. Your shit is overrated. You made it. You played it. Your shit is over....."
Harry started whispering into the microphone his eyes closing."Go away....go away...go away...go away... You made it. You played it. Your shit is overrated. You made it. You played it. Your shit is overrated. You made it. You played it. Your shit is overrated. You made it. You played it. Your shit is over...." Harry stopped singing as the instruments died down and the song came to a close. People started clapping and laughing as others congratulated him. He took the guitar off and shook the other bandmates hands. He shook the managers hand before coming down to the floor and being tackled by Hermione, Ginny, Lavender, Parvati, and even a few girls they didn't know.
"That was great Harry!" Exclaimed Hermione as she hugged him.
"Thanks." He said blushing a bit.
"Yeah Harry, where did you learn to do that?" Asked Lavender.
"Let's just say living with my Aunt and Uncle I had a lot of free time on my hands, and since my father left me his guitar I decided to learn and play it."
"That's amazing." Some girl said staring dreamily at Harry. He gave a nervous laugh as all the girls turned around slowly and looked at her. She made a sound that sounded like a squeek and ran away into the crowd of people dancing.
Harry laughed as Hermione pulled him out to the dance floor and all of the girls, including Luna started to dance with him. Draco and the boys were sitting at the booth.
"He has been here for a total of thirty minutes and already he has every girl in this place wanting to hook up with him. Including our girls." Seamus said downing his drink.
"Yeah." Mumbled Ron.
Draco just glared out to the dance floor where Harry had his hands on Hermione's waist and was swinging her around the dance floor. He twitched when Hermione brought her hand up and ran her fingers across Harry's jaw. Harry grinned and twirled her around in a circle. He could see Hermione smile in return to his grin as she gave him a hug and whispered something in his ear so he could hear her.
Draco could feel a rage build up inside of him as he watched them laugh and dance. Sure he and Hermione had a good time, but she was more...open with Harry. He had known her for seven long years. Harry knows her for about three days and is already smitten with her.
A thought occured to him as he picked up his drink, Hermione was his girlfriend, that did make him able to dance and kiss her whenever he wanted, so why not now? Draco slammed his glass down on the table and made his way out to the dance floor.
He walked up to Harry and Hermione and stopped beside them, "Mind if I cut in?" He asked casually.
Harry stopped and looked at him, his bright green eyes flashing, "Sure." He said giving Hermione a peck on the cheek before Luna pulled Harry away and started dancing with him. Harry gave Hermione one last glance as Draco wrapped his arms tightly around her waist.
Hermione looked up at Draco. He had never been this aggresive before, and she wondered what brought on the sudden change in him. He swung her around and was grinding his hips against hers as he kissed her neck.
Draco's eyes shot up and he could see Harry looking over Luna's shoulder at him as he kissed her neck. He could tell he was really pissing him off as Harry's eyes flashed with anger and jealousy. Hermione never noticed and spent her time with Draco thinking it was Harry.
Harry sighed and excused himself from dancing with Luna and walked over to the table and took a seat since all the boys and girls were out dancing around. He sighed and placed his head in his hands. He didn't fit in with any of them. The girls may have liked him but he was only striving for one of their attention. The boys really didn't trust him and decided to give him the cold shoulder.
He was used to it though. He looked at Hermione and Draco dancing, they seemed to be enjoying themselves, Draco a little too much, but it was his girlfriend and Harry didn't have a say in the matter. Harry looked at the clock on the wall as another song came on. He had been here for an hour and it wasn't that late at all but he had a feeling his night would be cut short.
Harry watched them all dance for a few more minutes and would catch Hermione grinning at him everyone once in awhile as if telling him to come join all of them. A sharp pain burned in his chest and realized it wasn't because he wanted her, but because it was trying to warn him of something.
Harry quickly stood and walked out of the club, making sure he was unnoticed by Hermione or any of her friends. The wind blew his hair in his face as he shoved his hands into his pockets. He knew it wasn't right to do this to Hermione, but he had no other choice, things were going to get dangerous and he couldn't risk her.
Briskly Harry made his way down the street and out of sight as the sun started to set.
~*~
Hermione laughed and looked up to the booth. Her heart stopped when she noticed Harry wasn't there. She pulled away from Draco and ran to the door, shoving her way through groups of people as she went. Her eyes searching for him around her, but no sign of him caught her attention. She couldn't handle this anymore he was always disappearing and it made her feel worse not knowing where he was or what he was doing.
She could hear footsteps behind her and she spun around to set her gaze on cold silver eyes. "What's the matter?" He asked.
"Harry is gone again." She said.
"I guess he can't really be trusted." Draco said wrapping his arms around Hermione and hugging her to him.
"No, he can, he is just very cautious about things and usually has a reason for disappearing.
"If you say so." Draco said pulling her back inside the club. Both of them were unaware of the young man known as Harry Potter standing on top of the building looking down on them as he sighed, and rain drops started to fall from the sky.
~*~
The end of chapter 2, and to make this short, the next chapter will have more time pass than just a few days. It might be three months before I end the next chapter. I worked on this chapter and now that I am really really sleepy I think I will go to bed, after I upload this chapter though. Please read and review.
Ron gave her a cheeky grin, and Draco gave her a smirk, "We want you to come dance with us." Ron said leaning back against the back of his seat.
"Yeah, c'mon Mione...please." Draco said giving his best impression of a sad puppy. Which really looked like a evil grin to her, but she didn't say anything.
"Okay, I guess I will." She stood up and walked out onto the dance floor, the two taller boys following her.
Hermione sat at the table laughing at Ron who was dancing on the table. They were playing truth and dare. It just so happened that Ron was dared to dance on the table. Draco sat beside her, his hands over his mouth trying to contain his laughter. Ron stopped dancing and sat down on the other side of Hermione crossing his arms over his chest.
"Told you I wasn't a chicken Malfoy."
"Your right, your not only just a chicken, your a chicken who can't dance." Draco then started laughing again, while Ron scowled. Hermione just watched them keeping silent.
"Well, I think it is time for me to head back." Hermione said glancing up at the clock above their booth, which read eleven p.m.
"Aww..do you have to go Mione?" Ron asked.
"No..." The corner's of Ron's mouth started to curve upwards, "but I am leaving. I'm tired." Ron's attempted smile faded as his features formed a pout.
"Fine leave then." Draco laughed and stood up to let Hermione out of the booth. Giving her a kiss on the lips and hugging her to him before pulling away.
"Goodnight, and goodbye love." He said looking at her.
"Dido." She said smiling and putting her coat on. She waved at her friends one more time before walking out to her car. This time she was pleased that there wasn't anyone out there except for her. Hermione opened her car door and got in she glanced up at the dark sky as she buckled her seat belt and started her car.
Turning her radio on she started listening to AFI as she made her way home, and ran started to pour down from the sky, making it hard to see. Hermione made it home without any major problems, satisfied she climbed out of her car and walked into her home. Her mother and father were sitting on the couch watching television.
"You old people still up?" Hermione asked smirking as they turned to face her.
"Yes, we old people are still up," Her mother said copying her smirk. Her father laughed and glanced at the television, her mother just stared out her, "Have fun today?"
"Yes I did," Hermione said sitting down on the couch beside her, "I took Ginny, Lavender, and Parvati with me to see Harry."
"Oh, they didn't give the poor boy a heartattack did they?" Her mother cut in.
"No they didn't, then I went to the club with all my friends and danced and joked, so yeah, I had a good time."
"That's nice honey." Her mother said turning back to watch the television, "I'm glad you had some fun."
"Me too." Mumbled Hermione.
"What was that dear?" Her father asked grinning as he turned his head towards her.
"Uh..nothing Dad." Hermione said smiling innocently and getting up, "I think I will go take a shower and head to bed."
"Okay sweetheart." Her mother said.
"Goodnight." Hermione's father said still grinning at her.
"Goodnight old people." Hermione said smirking as she walked to her bedroom.
~*~
Hermione layed on her bed. For some odd reason she couldn't fall asleep. She didn't know what it was, but something was keeping her from sleeping. A part of her was worried for Harry, what if he did something rash? Soon she could hear the rain on her windows coming down harder, and the sound of the rain lulled her to sleep.
She felt an arm around her waist wrapped tightly as if they were protecting her, and she in truth felt protected. Opening her eyes she could tell she was in a Gryffindor bedroom, but this room only had one bed. Blinking her eyes she could feel the person behind her breathing deeply. She shifted so that she was facing them.
The shock had came to her for none other in her bed was Harry Potter. His messy raven hair sticking up all over the place, and his mouth slightly open as he slept. His arm tightened around her waist and she ran her hand through his bangs. It was then she noticed that he had the lightening bolt shapped scar on his forehead. The same one Neville did. It made her wonder.
Hermione had no clue of what was going on, and it really confused her. What would Harry being doing at Hogwarts, and with that scar on his forehead. Sighing to herself Hermione layed her head against the pillow closing her eyes trying to think of a reasonable explanation. She felt her eyes get heavy and darkness overcame her.
She could feel a hand running up and down the side of her arm. Their hand was warm and their stroke was gentle. She felt the sunlight on her face as she opened her eyes. Staring into her's was none other than Harry Potter a sly grin on his face.
"Good morning Mione." He said bending closer and closing the gap between their lips. He gave her a chaste kiss and pulled away grinning.
"You know what today is?" He asked.
"I don't remember." She said quietly. Harry looked shocked.
"You don't remember." He said grinning, "That's okay you have been studying really hard for the N.E.W.T.s, I know how you get when you study. Now that we've taken the tests Dumbledore has given us the whole week off."
Hermione let out a sigh, "Oh, I remember now." She lied.
"I knew you would." He said plopping down beside her laying his arm over his stomach and laying his head on her shoulder, "We can go to Hogsmeade today. The Gryffindors are having a party at the Three Broomsticks." He informed her.
"That's sounds great to me." She said smiling.
"Me too." He said looking up at her, her smile got wider and he leaned up and kissed her on the lips again.
She kissed him back, for some reason his kisses were way better than Draco's and she didn't even know what was going on. His hands wrapped around her and pulled her closer to him as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She entangled her fingers in his hair as his tongue slid into her mouth. In turn, she did the same, sliding her tongue into his mouth.
This continued for a few more mintues until they both needed oxygen. She pulled back and stared at him for a few moments before crushing his lips with hers. Her hands traveled down to his chest her hands exploring his muscles as his hands slid under the back of her shirt. Their kiss became more passionate as it became longer. Hermione could feel her face turn warm, and was sure that it was red.
After the kiss ended Hermione was laying against Harry who was absently playing with a lock of her hair, twirling it in his fingers. Hermione had her arms wrapped around his waist as they laid in the bed listening to the birds outside. She was thinking about what was going on. Harry had a scar on his forehead, the same that Neville had, and Harry was at Hogwarts, he wasn't always at Hogwarts was he?
She then thought of Voldemort, the man that was set on killing Neville. If this was some kind of...alternate universe, was Harry..like Neville? Instead of Neville being the boy-who-lived. Maybe it was Harry. If Harry was the boy-who-lived, that ment Voldemort was after him instead. Again, she really didn't know though, afterall things were different here, maybe Voldemort had already been defeated, or maybe he was still out there.
Harry must have sensed what she was thinking because he wrapped his arms around her waist, kissed the top of her head, and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, Voldemort will never touch you, or me. I'll make sure of that." She looked up at him, he wore a very serious expression. Well, there was the truth, Voldemort was still alive.
Saying the only thing she could think of at the moment, and the truth she felt, "I know." She said quietly. She felt safe with him and knew he would protect her, and he had ment what he had said.
"Good." He smiled at her and kissed her cheek before starting to get up. "Now, it is time to get up, and get ready Miss Granger."
She giggled as he stood up and held a hand out for her, "Yes it is Mister Potter." He winked at her and picked her up by her waist and started swinging her around in a circle as she squealed. Once he set her on the ground he placed another chaste kiss on her lips and gave her one of his trademark boyish grins before heading out the door.
Hermione sighed, things were complicated, but a good complicated.
~*~
She winced as she opened her eyes the sunlight pouring into her room through her window was enough to blind someone. Rubbing her eyes she slowly got out of her bed and went into her bathroom to take a shower and to wake herself up.
Soon Hermione was in the kitchen there was a note on the counter, her parents were working in the day now. Which didn't really surprise her and she was used to it. After making herself some breakfast and eating she looked at the clock. She almost panicked it was twelve. That ment she was late and should already be visiting Harry.
After rushing around and getting everything gathered up she made her way to the door. She stopped though hearing her parents television in their room on. Pausing at the door and opened it and walked in. What she saw on the television made tears come to her eyes.
~*~Television~*~
"Reports confirm that the young man did infact, leave the hospital earlier this morning. Staff of the hospital said that they didn't see anything unusual and that there were absolutely no visitors for him today. The local police department are currently searching for the young teen." The woman said as pictures of the hospital flashed across the screen.
"If you have any information on the whereabouts of Harry Potter please contact them or the hosital immediately. The boy was injured and is still in need of medical attention." A picture of Harry then showed up on the screen. "Again we will update you all on the happenings of the disappearance of Harry Potter. On with other news...."
~*~Normal~*~
Hermione pressed the off button and fell down to her knees. A million thoughts must have raced through her head. The fact that Harry was missing didn't bother her as much as him being injured and missing at the same time. She could feel the tears sliding down her face, and she tried in vain to wipe them away.
Standing up she walked out of her parents room and wiped her face clear of any sign of previous crying. After grabbing her keys she walked down to her car and got in. It was time to go and think, and their was only one place that allowed her to think alone.
The car pulled up and stopped just before reaching the edge of water. Hermione stepped out of her car and looked around. The sun was over her head as she looked out over the water. As she looked behind her all she could see was the deserted dirt road, and the tops of buildings. She had driven all the way up hill about four miles from the city and up the hill to reach the small lake.
Sighing she took a seat in the grass next to the water and through a rock into the lake watching it's ripples as they faded. Her thoughts were still on Harry. He was out there somewhere...hurt, and for all she knew alone. She could only hope for the best though, and whatever had caused him to leave was reasonable and he didn't do it for no reason. Again, he didn't seem the type to do that though. She head learned, in what few days she had known him, that he always had a reason behind his actions.
Whatever happened, hopefully it was nothing bad. Hermione sat there for a few more hours throwing stones into the water and watching as ducks swam in lines and rows. The wind blew making waves in the tall grass she sat in. The scene was relaxing, but Hermione never noticed this for all the thoughts she was still pondering on had her full attention.
A moan caught her attention though. Her head snapped up and her eyes became wide. The moan was one more of pain than pleasure which gave her hope. Standing up quickly her eyes scanned the area. She then noticed a patch of black in the midist of the green grass. Running over to it she discovered that there was a person under it, and none other than the person she was wanting to find.
Harry was laying on his back his eyes shut tightly and his black coat laying over him. His face was etched in pain as Hermione dropped to her knees beside him, "Harry..." She whispered only getting and eyebrow raise from him in response as his eyes continued to stay shut.
"Harry..are you alright?" She asked placing her hand on his shoulder. He winced slightly but cracked one of his eyes open to look at her.
"Just fine." He said trying to sit up but Hermione just pushed him down again.
"No your not. Your wincing and your weak." She said studying him as he closed his eye and rested his head against the grass.
"Your right, I'm not alright, but I've been better." He said quietly.
"I know you have." She said pushing his raven hair out of his eyes as he rested for minute.
"We have to get you back to the hospital."
"No, I can't go back there."
"Why not?" She asked worried.
"Because, I-I just can't okay, and if you take me back then they'll find you too." He said opening his eyes and looking at her.
"Who?"
"The men in the black suits. They came through the window so of course no one noticed. They tried to get me and I used all the energy I had to run out of the hospital, they never came out of the room afraid that they might get caught. I ran until I couldn't run no more and stopped in an alley way. The next thing I remember is you waking me up. So I guess I teleported myself again."
"They can't hurt me Harry and I don't think they would but you need to be healed."
"I know I do, but I can't go back there and it's only a matter of minutes or seconds before they figure out where I am, and I can't let them hurt anymore people than they have already."
Hermione didn't say anything after that and Hary closed his eyes once again and Hermione thought.
"How did you find me?" He finally asked after a long silence.
"By destiny I guess." She said, "I came here to think after I found out that you had disappeared from the hospital from the news channel."
He opened his eyes slightly surprised at how she had found out. "Maybe it was destiny then."
Hermione watched him as he moved his arm up to his head. "Are you in pain?" She asked as he winced.
"Umm..a little bit. Mostly it's just my head." He told her.
"Maybe I can help." She said thinking as he opened his eyes and gave her a funny look.
"You've already helped me, and I told you I am not going back to the hospital." He answered.
"I know, but I think I can make the headaches and the pain go away."
"Well, tell me then."
"First, can you make it to my car so I can take you to my house? I can't help you here."
"I guess I can." He said starting to get up as Hermione helped him to her car much like she did the night she first met him. Once he was inside the car Hermione walked around and got in on her side. Soon she was on her way to her home.
She knew the only way she could think of to help him was a potion. He had her trust, but would she have his? Hopefully she would. The only thing she didn't want him to do was to freak out or something, but she didn't freak out when he told her about his little power. Maybe he would understand.
After a long silence she glanced over at Harry who was playing with a chain that was hanging aroud his neck. Looking closer she could see a green amulet in a thick ring of gold. The light coming in from the window was shinning on it, giving a glowing effect.
He looked up at her as he dropped the amulet from his hands. His green eyes were looking into hers with something she couldn't quite read. He smiled at her a bit before turning his gaze to the window and looking out. "Thank you."
Hermione glanced at him out of the corner of her eyes. "There is really no need to thank me."
"Yes there is." He argued.
"What do you want to thank me for then?"
"For helping me..again." He gave a nervous laugh but wouldn't meet her gaze, "I don't understand why you help me really. I understand now though, why all your friends care for you the way they do." He paused and glanced up at her, "I sometimes feel like something is pulling me in a direction, down a path, that I know the goal is nearly impossible to reach. It's what I feel like now. Like I'm doing something wrong, and somthing that isn't supposed to be happening."
Hermione stayed silent listening to him spout off sentences trying to explain things in his head, "I remember that night..." Hermione looked at him confused.
"What night?"
"The night that I saved you. I could feel something in my gut and knew that I was doing something wrong, this is going to sound funny, but when I saw you and you looked at me...everything stopped. Is that normal. You know, for time to stop and the feelings in your gut to disappear when you see someone or something?"
His question lingered on her thoughts, "I guess it is." She told him.
"Then is it normal for you to think about the same things over and over again and they won't leave you alone no matter how hard you try. They're always there, that's all you think about, and you can't think of anything else to think of that won't make you think of the thing you were trying not to think about in the first place."
His words were confusing as they tumbled out of his mouth in a fast pace manner. Hermione understood him for the most part though, "I would say it is very normal, and if it isn't, it's normal to us." He grinned at her and it reminded her of her dream, she blushed but hoped he didn't notice.
She pulled into the parking garage below her home and got out. She helped Harry out and up to her room. He smiled when he sat down and she looked at him. "What's that smile for?"
"Your room is just the way I remember it." She smiled at him.
"It's nice to know that your head injuries didn't make you forget anything."
"Yeah." He said softly sitting back against her couch and watching her. Hermione turned around and walked over to her trunk that was sitting at the end of her bed. She opened it and started pulling things out of it.
"Remember how you told me not to laugh at the secret you told me?" She asked him looking in her school trunk.
"Yeah, I think so." He said.
"Well, I need you not to laugh at me for doing this, and please don't tell anyone I did it." Hermione turned her head slightly so she could see his face even though her back was facing him.
"Okay." He replied simply giving her a small smile. She turned back around and pulled out her small cauldron she set it on the floor and started pulling other stuff out of her trunk. Once she was done she took it into the kitchen and lit the burner, then set the cauldron on top of it. She added all the proper ingrediants and stired it when it needed it. Not too long after she was putting it in small tubes.
She entered the room carrying the potion in little tubes to find Harry looking at his hands. She gave him a questioning look as he looked up at her, but in turn he gave her one for the potion she was carrying. "Okay, now this is a potion." She said sitting it down on the floor.
He looked at it as she grabbed one of the small tubes. "Now here is where I don't want you to freak out. I guess it would help if I told you how I knew how to do all of this." He nodded, "Well, I'm a witch, Harry." His eyes got wide and he smiled at her.
"You know, if I could move better, I would give you the biggest hug you have ever had." She raised an eyebrow at him, "I mean your a witch Hermione, and by the looks of it a very smart one. That's one of the greatest things I've heard of."
"You mean you believe me." She asked hesitantly.
"Of course I believe you! I've heard of witches and wizards all my life. Why wouldn't I believe you?"
"I don't know, most people would think you were crazy if you told them you were a witch or wizard."
"Well, not me. Even if I had never heard of it, I would still believe you. In the short time I've known you, you've never lied to me." Harry said locking gazes with hers.
Hermione got lost in his eyes. She had never seen green eyes like that in her life. They were bright and had many different shades of green swirling in them. She could see his emotions through his eyes, and right now he was being sincere. Snapping out of her trance quickly Hermione held the tube up quickly, "This is a healing potion. Drink this and rest a bit, and you'll be feeling as good as new when you wake up."
She held it out to him and he moved his hand to grab it, their hands brush up against eachothers as they quickly pulled back when he had grabbed the healing potion. They both blushed but went unoticed by the both of them.
Harry shrugged his shoulders after taking the lid off, and downed it. He didn't make funny face or anything that made her think anything was wrong with it. "Thanks." He said placing the lid back on it and handing it to her.
"Well, your welcome." She sid grabbing the tube, "Can you tell me what you meant earlier by saying that you wouldn't let them hurt anyone else?"
Harry looked down at the ground keeping his gaze there as he began to speak, "They killed my parents."
"Oh, I'm sorry Harry." She said frowning.
"That's okay. My Uncle Vernon was the one who organized the whole thing anyways. He figured if he killed them off and me, then he would get all the shares to the company that was owned by my mom and dad. The company was orignally started by my mom and Aunt Petunia's parents. When they died the spilt the stock between them. I guess Vernon wanted all the money, since he's the greedy bastard."
Hermion looked at her hands, "So, he killed your parents then?"
"Yep, and he tried to kill me, but it didn't quite work out the way he planned. I survived and since they were my only remaining relatives I had to live with them. Which wasn't quite that bad for them. They just locked me up and kept me in the basement. They would never tell me of the company or anyhthing that way when I turned 18 they could get all of the shares that my parents left me, that's why they chase after me, and why I can't stay there."
Hermione placed her hand on his, "You've managed to survive them all this time, and I've seen them in action, they're ruthless, how do you keep going Harry."
"I keep going for them. I won't let them down not now not ever. I've only ever known one evil in the world and that's the Dursleys. I can't stay with them, they'll just find a way to kill me off or torture me until I sign over my part of the company. I'm better off running from them, they may get a few hits in but never enough to bring me down."
Hermione stood up and walked over to a closet beside the couch, she opened it a pulled out a blanket and a pillow. She put the pillow at one end of the couch and looked at Harry, "I think you've told me enough today and I think you need some rest." Harry sighed and layed down on the couch and Hermione put the blanket over him. "I will see you in a little bit." She said walking out the door and into her living room.
Hermione sat down on the couch and looked around the room. She didn't have the slightest clue as of what she was doing. Somehow though it felt right. She couldn't believe the audacity of that the Dursleys had to kill their own relatives, and try to kill their own nephew. It didn't seem right, those people had to be cold and heartless to do something like that. In a way they reminded her of Voldemort, only they just went after one person, and not just for revenge or fun.
The phone rang and Hermione jumped back to reality, she got up and picked up the phone. "The Granger's residence."
"Hermione.." The voice said slowly.
"Hey Ginny. What's the matter?"
"Uhh...nothing. Just wondering if you had watched the news this morning?"
"Yeah I caught some of it."
"Oh, Hermione I'm so sorry." Ginny said over the phone.
"For what?"
"For Harry of course. He just disappeared and I know you care about him you must feel awful."
"Umm..Ginny," Hermione inturrupted, "Harry is here. I did watch the news then I went out cruising to get my mind off things, and I sort of found him. I brought him back here so he could rest. He is sleeping right now."
There was a long pause at the other end of the line, "Are your parents home?" Ginny asked, and Hermione could just tell her friend was smirking on the other side.
"No."
"Alright," Ginny sighed, "What do you think will happen if they find Harry there?"
"Well, my mom and I have come to an understanding about Harry, she may not know him personally, but from what I have told her she probably won't have a problem with it, as long as we don't sleep in the same room." Hermione sighed and sat down on the couch, "I don't know about my father, he seems not to care about things that much, but I know how protective he can be."
"Okay, well, as long as your not having a breakdown or anything. I talk to you later, maybe you could swing by the club tonight and see us."
"Sure thing Ginny. Bye."
"Bye." Ginny said as Hermione hung up.
A moan coming from her room caused her to to jump. She quickly walked over to her room and stood in the doorway. Harry was laying on his back, his eyebrows knitted together in pain and his breathing coming in short gasps. Well, that was one way to tell the potion was working. Although she hated the potion because it made the patient go through pain, it helped and in no time they were healed.
She leaned againt the door frame and watched him as he began to relax. She knew she would have to tell her parents about him being there, because she didn't want to lose him and feel even worse than she did early when she thought something bad had happened to him.
Hermione sighed and went into the kitchen. She fixed some sandwhichs and wrapped them up. When Harry woke up they would eat. Hermione grabbed a book from the bookshelf beside the door to her room, opening to the first page she walked over and sat down on the couch and began reading a book on dreams, and what they meant.
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Hermione looked up from her book when she heard a floor board squeak. Harry was standing there stretching with his arms over his head, he had a smile on his face as he walked over to her, "Thanks for the potion it worked really well. "I'm beginning to think all the beatings and fights were just dreams."
She closed her book and sat it down on the table next to the couch. "So, I take it you slept well."
"Like a baby." He replied sitting down beside her.
"Well, would the baby like some food?" She asked teasingly.
"Sure." He replied.
"Okay then." Hermione told him standing up and walking into the kitchen with him following not far behind her.
Hermione got the sandwhichs out of the fridge and unwrapped them, after grabbing a couple pops and some chips she sat them down on the table. Then Harry and she ate in silence, unless they were laughing at something the other said, or did.
Once they were done they decided to go to the club later. Harry had disappeared promising to be back after he had got a shower and some new clothes on. Hermione was a bit confused as to where he would be able to get cleaned up, but didn't ask.
She herself had taken a shower and dressed in a pair of black jeans, and a dark red t-shirt. She had let her hair down and used only a little bit of make-up. She slipped on a pair of her new black high-top converse and pulled a black leather jacket over her shoulders, then Harry popped back in. Hermione now recognized what he was doing as apparating. She could do it too, but didn't rely that much on it. It made her think, how could he apparate if he isn't a wizard?
Looks just like it was another mystery of Harry Potter that she would have to find out. He was wearing a green t-shirt with a gold dragon on the front of it wrapped around a sword, and wore a pair of black cargo shorts. He also had a pair of black boots on. His outfit was topped off with his long leather jacket. She smiled at him and looked at his face. His green eyes were shinning and he had his glasses back on. His jet black hair was sticking out all over the place which made him look sort of innocent and cute.
"Ready to go?"
"Yes ma'am." He replied grinning.
"Okay then, let's go party." Hermione left a note on the bar by the door for her parents as she and Harry made their way to the car and headed out to go to the club. Harry had been looking out the window almost the whole time and she knew what he must have been thinking. Everytime he was at the club he always got in a fight, and now with those people after him, they would be after him. He didn't want to put anyone else in danger.
"Are you okay?" She asked pulling up to the club parking lot.
He looked over at her, "Yeah, I'm fine, just nervous I guess."
"Don't be. They might not say anything at first, but once they warm up to you, you can't get them to shut up." Hermione said shutting the car off and taking off her seat belt.
"Well, that makes me relive the Lavender, Parvati, and Ginny thing at the hosptial." He said getting out of the car.
"Well, hopefully it won't be that bad." She said locking the doors and walking into the club.
Harry was following close behind her. She could hear the music, but she could also hear Harry's boots hitting the floor, and found that a bit strange but kept going to the back of the club to where her and her friends always sat and danced.
She could see them all sitting around the booth talking. Draco was sitting by the wall laughing at something Ginny had said, and Neville was blushing. Ron was talking to Luna and Lavendre and Parvati were giggling and pointing at some guys. Dean and Seamus were talking and laughing at eachother. Hermione stopped and turned to look at Harry, his gaze locked with hers and she smiled, she could see that he was nervous in his eyes.
He bit his lip as he walked up behind her giving her a smile as he looked up at her friends. She grabbed his hand and started pulling him through the crowd and towards the booth. All the people sitting at the booth looked up when she stopped in front of the table. Lavender, Parvati, and Ginny all squealed and jumped up giving Harry a hug.
All the guys and looked at him with caution, while Luna had an amused smile on her face. "Hey Lavender, Parvati, Ginny." He said giving them all a hug.
"Are you feeling better?" Ginny asked.
"Thanks to Hermione, yes, I would say I am feeling way better."
Hermione smiled and blushed at his comment. She looked at Draco who had a smug look on his face but she didn't really think to much of it. She knew he was jealous because she was spending time with another guy besides him.
She looked back at Harry, "This is my boyfriend Draco Malfoy," She said pointing at him as Harry leaned over and shook his hand, "This is my best friend Ron Weasley," Harry shook his hand also, "This is my other best friend Neville," Harry shook his hand as Hermione continued to speak, "Then this is Dean, Seamus, and Luna." Harry shook all of their hands before he took a seat between Hermione and Ginny.
"You all know this is Harry." Hermione stated looking around the table; they all nodded in repsonse.
The few akward minutes were filled with everyone exchanging glances until Lavender and Parvati pulled Harry out to the dance floor and started dancing with him. Hermione looked over at Draco who stared back at her.
"What?" He asked.
"Well, what do you think about him?"
"I don't know. He seems nice enough, but seems pretty strong for a muggle."
Hermione looked at Harry as he danced he was spinning both Lavender and Parvati around in circles, "I don't think he is a muggle, but that's just my theory."
Draco gave her a confused look but didn't make a comment on it. Instead Ron spoke up.
"I've got the perfect idea Draco."
"What is that?"
"Well, remember what happened when we all first came to this club."
"Yeah we all had to sing a song." Draco said raising an eyebrow.
"Why not let Harry sing, then it will be like he is one of us you know, like an initiation or something."
"Sounds good." Draco said smirking and looking over at Harry. Hermione looked between the two boys for a few mintues as they thought silently to themselves.
"Don't do anything stupid, because I'm pretty sure he could take both of you in a fight."
"We won't Hermione." Ron said getting up with Draco, Dean, Seamus, and Neville following him out to the dance floor.
"They're going to do something stupid." Sighed Hermione.
"We know, but it will be funny to see what happens to them if they tick Harry off." Ginny said as Luna giggled.
Hermione looked out to the dance floor where all the boys had surrounded Harry and were talking to him as Lavender and Parvati looked annoyed. Harry didn't show any sign of emotion on his face until the boys werer done talking to him, then he gave them a nervous smile.
He shook all of their hands as Draco went up to the manager and asked if Harry could sing a song. A few minutes later Harry was getting a guitar from the stage. Hermione didn't even know he played. A few guys came onto the stage one on drums the other on bass. Harry stood in front of the mircophone as he gave her another nervous smile.
She waved at him as the manager announced that Harry Potter would be singing a song. When they first started going to the club they would do karaokie, but Harry was singing an actual song.
"The song he will be singing is one he wrote himself." Another shock came to Hermione, well, there were still a lot of things she didn't know about him. That's what made him interesting to her, he was a mystery.
Harry started playing the guitar as Hermione ran up to the stage along with all the other girls.
"Worn out and faded, the weakness starts to show. They've created, the generation that we know. Washed up and hated, the system moves too slow. They give us answers, the questions they don't even know." Harry's voice got louder as he started to scream the chorus, "You made it. You played it. Your shit is overrated. You made it. You played it. Your shit is overrated."
His voice got lower again as he sang the second verse as smooth as the first one, "Used up and jaded. You're thinking way too slow. So we're creating, answers on our own. We can't relate, to what you think you know. And you create, the problems that will never go away......" Hermione's eyes got wide as she heard people screaming and clapping, as he started the chorus again. "You made it. You played it. Your shit is overrated. You made it. You played it. Your shit is overrated. You made it. You played it. Your shit is overrated. You made it. You played it. Your shit is over....."
Harry started whispering into the microphone his eyes closing."Go away....go away...go away...go away... You made it. You played it. Your shit is overrated. You made it. You played it. Your shit is overrated. You made it. You played it. Your shit is overrated. You made it. You played it. Your shit is over...." Harry stopped singing as the instruments died down and the song came to a close. People started clapping and laughing as others congratulated him. He took the guitar off and shook the other bandmates hands. He shook the managers hand before coming down to the floor and being tackled by Hermione, Ginny, Lavender, Parvati, and even a few girls they didn't know.
"That was great Harry!" Exclaimed Hermione as she hugged him.
"Thanks." He said blushing a bit.
"Yeah Harry, where did you learn to do that?" Asked Lavender.
"Let's just say living with my Aunt and Uncle I had a lot of free time on my hands, and since my father left me his guitar I decided to learn and play it."
"That's amazing." Some girl said staring dreamily at Harry. He gave a nervous laugh as all the girls turned around slowly and looked at her. She made a sound that sounded like a squeek and ran away into the crowd of people dancing.
Harry laughed as Hermione pulled him out to the dance floor and all of the girls, including Luna started to dance with him. Draco and the boys were sitting at the booth.
"He has been here for a total of thirty minutes and already he has every girl in this place wanting to hook up with him. Including our girls." Seamus said downing his drink.
"Yeah." Mumbled Ron.
Draco just glared out to the dance floor where Harry had his hands on Hermione's waist and was swinging her around the dance floor. He twitched when Hermione brought her hand up and ran her fingers across Harry's jaw. Harry grinned and twirled her around in a circle. He could see Hermione smile in return to his grin as she gave him a hug and whispered something in his ear so he could hear her.
Draco could feel a rage build up inside of him as he watched them laugh and dance. Sure he and Hermione had a good time, but she was more...open with Harry. He had known her for seven long years. Harry knows her for about three days and is already smitten with her.
A thought occured to him as he picked up his drink, Hermione was his girlfriend, that did make him able to dance and kiss her whenever he wanted, so why not now? Draco slammed his glass down on the table and made his way out to the dance floor.
He walked up to Harry and Hermione and stopped beside them, "Mind if I cut in?" He asked casually.
Harry stopped and looked at him, his bright green eyes flashing, "Sure." He said giving Hermione a peck on the cheek before Luna pulled Harry away and started dancing with him. Harry gave Hermione one last glance as Draco wrapped his arms tightly around her waist.
Hermione looked up at Draco. He had never been this aggresive before, and she wondered what brought on the sudden change in him. He swung her around and was grinding his hips against hers as he kissed her neck.
Draco's eyes shot up and he could see Harry looking over Luna's shoulder at him as he kissed her neck. He could tell he was really pissing him off as Harry's eyes flashed with anger and jealousy. Hermione never noticed and spent her time with Draco thinking it was Harry.
Harry sighed and excused himself from dancing with Luna and walked over to the table and took a seat since all the boys and girls were out dancing around. He sighed and placed his head in his hands. He didn't fit in with any of them. The girls may have liked him but he was only striving for one of their attention. The boys really didn't trust him and decided to give him the cold shoulder.
He was used to it though. He looked at Hermione and Draco dancing, they seemed to be enjoying themselves, Draco a little too much, but it was his girlfriend and Harry didn't have a say in the matter. Harry looked at the clock on the wall as another song came on. He had been here for an hour and it wasn't that late at all but he had a feeling his night would be cut short.
Harry watched them all dance for a few more minutes and would catch Hermione grinning at him everyone once in awhile as if telling him to come join all of them. A sharp pain burned in his chest and realized it wasn't because he wanted her, but because it was trying to warn him of something.
Harry quickly stood and walked out of the club, making sure he was unnoticed by Hermione or any of her friends. The wind blew his hair in his face as he shoved his hands into his pockets. He knew it wasn't right to do this to Hermione, but he had no other choice, things were going to get dangerous and he couldn't risk her.
Briskly Harry made his way down the street and out of sight as the sun started to set.
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Hermione laughed and looked up to the booth. Her heart stopped when she noticed Harry wasn't there. She pulled away from Draco and ran to the door, shoving her way through groups of people as she went. Her eyes searching for him around her, but no sign of him caught her attention. She couldn't handle this anymore he was always disappearing and it made her feel worse not knowing where he was or what he was doing.
She could hear footsteps behind her and she spun around to set her gaze on cold silver eyes. "What's the matter?" He asked.
"Harry is gone again." She said.
"I guess he can't really be trusted." Draco said wrapping his arms around Hermione and hugging her to him.
"No, he can, he is just very cautious about things and usually has a reason for disappearing.
"If you say so." Draco said pulling her back inside the club. Both of them were unaware of the young man known as Harry Potter standing on top of the building looking down on them as he sighed, and rain drops started to fall from the sky.
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The end of chapter 2, and to make this short, the next chapter will have more time pass than just a few days. It might be three months before I end the next chapter. I worked on this chapter and now that I am really really sleepy I think I will go to bed, after I upload this chapter though. Please read and review.