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"Harry hurry up! The train is about to leave!" Ron called as he rushed to the tooting train, smoke began to show and Harry was running behind Ron to the enormous locomotive.

Harry couldn't miss this year! Something important would happen and he could feel it. He tossed his Trunk onto the train after Ron and jumped in, Hedwig's cage stuffed under his arm. It was his 5th year after all! The summer went by particularly fast, and nothing had happened… at all.

Voldermolt was back in action; it would really suck if he were missing in action. He would just go insane if he missed something important. It wasn't like he wanted something completely dangerous to happen, he just wanted to know what was happening.

Upon entering the train he took a moment to catch his breath then looked for Hermione with Ron.  It took them a few compartments but they did eventually find Hermione, sitting, not alone, in a warm compartment.  Ginny sat next to her… and she seemed to be admiring her ears.

"Oh Hermione! They're gorgeous!" The young girl exclaimed caressing the brown-eyed teen's ears. Hermione was blushing slightly and she tired to hide it. "Where did you get them?"

Ron lifted his comical eyebrow, glancing Harry's way. Harry shrugged and hulled his luggage into the small room, setting it in its appropriate place. Ron mimicked him but kept his ear open for Hermione's response.

"Victor gave them to me as a parting gift." She muttered her blush deepened and she looked away quickly. Ginny's sea blue eyes widened and a goofy grin spread across her face. Ron promptly dropped his trunk. He let out a yelp of pain and clutched his big toe; the trunk had landed on it.

He hopped around a little, and collapsed onto the padded compartment seat. Hermione ignored him and Harry raised his emerald eyes to the sky with a sigh. His friend would never change, but that was definitely not a bad thing. Harry eyed the compartment.

Hermione and Ginny where not the only ones occupying the compartment, Fred and George where snoring in the corner.  Ron was beside them and Hermione and Ginny where sitting together on the opposite side. So Harry took the only available seat, right next to Hermione.

He looked at her, to see the famed earrings, and was surprised to see, not just earrings, but also a gold chain with a pearl at the bottom and a ring on her right index finger. She was a walking gold mine, and it was all stunning. The ring was made of a gold band and had a small purple stone in the middle. The earring's matched of course, with amethysts in the middle and gold rimmed.

"Oh god Hermione, do you plan on ever seeing him again?" Ginny asked, giggling at Hermione's blush. Harry smirked as well, its not everyday you see Hermione Granger blushing, he would savor this moment. Hermione shook her head smiling.

"He isn't my type." She muttered looking into her lap. Ginny's eyebrow's jumped. She would continue the investigation later, when there weren't so many boys around. Harry himself was also curious, as was Ron, whose eyebrow had shot up again.

Harry shrugged to himself, shaking his head and Hermione looked over. " Oh Harry! How was your summer?" She asked, avoiding Ginny for a second. It's not as if Ginny really minded, she was thinking to herself, wondering who would look best with Hermione.

"What do you think…" Harry's voice was dull, as was his expression and he glanced out the window briefly. Hermione nodded, no answer was needed, life with the Dursley's tended to really reek. She looked over at the deep thinking Ron.

"And you Ron? How was your summer?" Harry smiled graciously still starring out the window, Hermione always knew just when to stop. Ron shrugged on the other side of the compartment.

"It was boring, I was left alone…with my siblings…"He cast a scowl over at Fred and George before continuing, " The Burrow was being remodeled, so mum wouldn't allow Harry over." He crossed his arms recalling the uneventful summer. Or at least nothing good had happened.

Fred and George tormented him nonstop; since Percy was barely ever home they moved to their next favorite person to annoy…him. Ginny let out a slight laugh remembering the events of the summer. Hermione glanced over at her but decided to leave it.

"So no one had a very good summer?" Hermione muttered looking around the full compartment. Everyone was grim, save the Weasley twins who were snoozing, and Ginny who was smiling to herself.  Hermione nodded and joined Harry in looking out the window.

The rest of the ride was mostly quiet, Harry and Ron played a few games and the girls chatted more, the twins continued to sleep. The food cart came, Harry got some food, the twins woke up, had a bight, then went back to sleep.

Hermione fell asleep, her head on Harry's shoulder and her legs over Ron. Harry And Ron had also fallen asleep, Harry's head rested on Hermione's and Ron's rested on the side of the train.

Unbeknownst to them, while they were sleeping, young Colin snuck in and snapped a shot of the trio, the only one who did know was Ginny, who was rather excited about it. Other then that nothing interesting happened on this ride to Hogwarts. All was completely peaceful.

It was completely different of course when they arrived at the school…

Harry woke up, at the halt of the Hogwarts express; he spotted Hermione snoozing on his shoulder and shook her lightly, " Hermione, Wake up, where here." He muttered. Hermione bolted up, looking around. Harry jumped back at the quick movement.

Ron awoke as well, to the sudden movement, how he was able to sleep against the solid train side banging against his head the whole time, Harry will never know, but he did. "Goddesses Hermione, what was all that about!" Ron muttered, standing up and stretching.

"Oh I'm sorry, Harry just startled me a bit, that's all," Hermione sighed grabbing Crookshanks and walking out with the other 5th years. "Oh I nearly forgot to tell you two! I got prefect!" She said beaming and becoming extremely merry, trotting off with Seamus. Ron lifted a brow and looked at Harry who just shrugged and fallowed her.

 The opening feast was not much different then last years, Dumbledore warned the student's not to leave the castle by him or herself, and the 1st years were sorted.

And everybody ate. Then everybody went to bed. Harry was a little shocked at just HOW calm everything was. Not even peeves was doing his usual tormenting, it was un-natural. "Hey Ron… do you think its just a little too…calm?" Harry finally muttered as He and Ron made their way to bed.

Ron looked over at Harry shrugging. "What'a you mean Harry?" He asked as they stopped at a door with a sign reading '5th year's'. Harry bit his lip thinking. He hoped Ron didn't think him paranoid…even though he was.

Ron pushed open the wooden door, and Harry fallowed him in. Seamus was already asleep on his bed and Dean was rummaging through his trunk, still dressed in his robes. Neville was relaxing on his bed reading some book with a tree on the front.

Harry glanced at Ron and whispered, " Well don't you think it's a bit peculiar that nothing has happened all summer, and vold-" Harry stopped himself remembering that Ron was one of the 'sensitive eared people' "You-know-who hasn't tried anything… at all."

The red haired boy shrugged at Harry, taking off his robes. " We'll worry about that when the time comes Harry," He yawned crawling into his bed, not even changing into his night cloths.  The boy was obviously exhausted.

Harry sighed, changing into his night cloths before collapsing onto his own bed. Something would happen, he could just feel it…and the feeling wasn't good.

And something did happen…

A shrill scream filled the Gryffindor tower, the peaceful quietness thrown tremendously off balance. Harry awoke with a start. Something had happened! He got up, throwing on his robes and running out of the room, Ron fallowing closely behind him.

The first place they went was to go meet up with Hermione, they banged on the 5th year girl's dormitory. There wasn't an answer. They always needed Hermione; she was the brain of the outfit. Harry pushed the door open daringly and the sight he met was not one he had been expecting.

Ron was watching over his shoulder, shock written on his features. Harry stepped in the room looking around. Lavender Brown lay on the ground, her curly hair covering her face. Her pink pajamas were wrinkled and looking into her hair, Harry noticed that her eyes where closed.

"Lavender…" Harry muttered stepping toward her. He noticed that her arm was covered in blood, which had stained her probably designer clothing.

"Harry do you hear that…" Ron muttered, stopping his action and listening closely to whatever it was he was listening to. Harry stopped what he was doing and also listened. There was a soft whimpering coming from the corner.

They walked over and moved the curtain from whatever was making the sound. And there huddled in the corner was Parvati herself, her face drenched in tears and her eye black and blue. She had been hit, that was obvious.

Ron went to her and made sure there wasn't any more harm and Harry looked around the room, Hermione wasn't in sight… had she fled? The scared boy kneeled low next to Lavender, ripping off her sleeve. He took off a bit of his own shirt and wrapped it around the large gash on her arm, to slow the bleeding till Pompfry found her.

There wasn't much else he could do for her but check her pulse, she had one, and make sure she was breathing, she was. She seemed to be just knocked unconscious. He rushed over to the other two people in the room.

"Parvati, what happened," Harry asked, clutching her shoulders. Ron backed up slightly, still quite shocked at the room's appearance. One of the beds was turned over and a bedside table was also bottom side up. The covers where everywhere and trunks lay open.

"Th-there was a-a loud noise," She almost whispered her voice slurred by the whimpers. Harry couldn't help but feel sorry for her. "The w-window broke…" Harry glanced over at the broken window, the glass covering the floor.

"Where's Hermione?" Harry asked, hoping for the best.

"We…woke up. There was… a figure… it was moving to Hermione's bed…head to toe in black." She muttered trying to remember. " Lavender lunged at it… a-and…t-the figure" More salty tears trickled down the young Gryffindor girl's cheeks.

"What did the figure do Parvati?" Harry asked, trying to look her in the eyes, but her eyes were focused on the unconscious girl. The blue orbs where wide with fear, distress and horror where quite readable emotions at the moment.

"She wasn't expecting it… it…I-it… had a dagger…and She, L-lavender had her wand out. It stabbed her and hit her hard, sending her to…the f-floor." Harry whipped her face still listening. Ron looked as if he would burst into tears himself, and it wasn't much more time till the professors arrived. "Hermione…she tried to curse it…but it wouldn't work. I tried to attack it and the figure…it sent me across the room… hitting me." She winced just thinking about it.

"And what happened to Hermione?" Ron asked, glancing at the door. Perverti blinked, trying to recall the event.

"I didn't see anything… but… there where loud noises… probably H-Hermione's struggle… and then there was a scream." She whispered again… her tears now gone, but the terror hadn't left. 

Harry was on his feet in an instant, rushing out of the room, Ron on his heels. There was another scream, that sounded like it was on the first floor, and they where off.

Now Harry had been dealing with bad guys for a very long time… and they never stayed in the castle for too long, it was his best guess that the capturer was outside, rather then in. When he and Ron arrived outside, they could see a black figure and bits of moving flesh retreating into the forest.

There was another shriek and Harry and Ron where chasing them again, and they where catching up, good thing too, maybe there was hope for Hermione.

But Harry had to wonder… Why in the world would the person-most likely a death eater- steal Hermione? Was she bait? Was it Voldermort? They had entered the Forest, and Harry was beginning to become extremely tired.

He glanced back and saw Ron huffing and puffing and trying to keep up. Not much different then Harry himself. The figure, thank god was slowing down, and they could hear Hermione calling for help.

And finally the black clad villain came to a stop in a clearing. Harry and Ron crept behind a large tree, watching the two. "Would you just shut up lass, no one is going to hear you!" The figure's male voce boomed in the clearing. Hermione was trying her best to be brave, trying her best not to cry.

" There might be a dignified monster roaming about that would have a fun time chewing out your vile brain." She growled at the criminal dangerously. There was the old bossy Hermione everyone knew and loved.

"Not until after he ripped out your heart." The Figure responded, his voice painted with a false sweetness. Harry's eye's widened as the Gryffindor girl spat on him.

"What do you want with me?" She asked, glaring. Harry smiled at the smart girl, she was buying herself time, and she was very good at it. Harry took a moment to look around the area. It was blue from the moon shining down, and he could glimpse a lake not far off. The grass they stood on was dead and rotted, and the trees where all bear.

Harry glanced at Ron, and then back to Hermione. How would the duo be able to save her? It was so different with Hermione as the damsel in distress. The only other distressed damsel he had ever had to save was young Ginny, but she was unconscious.

Plus the fact that Hermione wasn't working with them; she was always the one with the clever ideas! Harry began to panic. Ron looked close to rushing out there. "Harry…" He whispered, " There's one of him and three of us! We can take him." He muttered, his voice encouraging yet a little shaky at the same time. Harry bit his lip, going over Parvati's speech again.

"No Ron… magic didn't work on him…remember what Parvati said…" He looked over at one of his best friends before continuing, " She said Hermione tried to curse him, but it didn't work!" Ron eye's widened remembering the tear stricken girl.

Before he could make another suggestion, the figure spoke again, his voice raspy and completely sinister, " Why did I capture you? That's for me to know and you to never find out." He looked around the area, obviously looking for something. Harry and Run quickly ducked behind the tree.

"Ok…why can't I curse you?" She asked placing her hands on her hips. The figure turned toward her and Harry just made out the sound of a snicker.

"Because lass, you haven't your wand." He said twirling her wand between his glove-covered hands. Hermione rolled her eyes defiantly.

"No! I mean why couldn't I curse you when I had my wand." She muttered shifting her wait. Harry and Ron decided that their best approach was force. So they dashed to another tree, getting closer to the two bickering forms.

"Oh that…tha's another secret o' mine." He answered grabbing Hermione's wrist and walking her to the lake. Hermione struggled, digging her toes into the ground. Harry had half the mind to curse the tyrant right there on the spot…if that would work.

Harry and Ron once again dashed to another tree as Hermione began calling for help again. Her voice was loud and it almost made Harry want to pull a Vango. She'd make a great banshee… Hermione didn't want to move, the figure ended up throwing her over his shoulder and strode over to the lake, Ron And Harry not far behind.

"Stop!" Harry finally shouted, just as the man seemed to be throwing Hermione in. The two looked over and saw Harry and Ron standing all Hero like, their wands held out, ready for an attack.

"Harry! Ron!" Hermione gasped out happily… her face fell when she was the sticks in their hands…or more rather wands if you must. "Wands don't work Harry! It just bounces off of him!" Harry of course new that, but it never hurt to try…

Though they would definitely cast a spell on the tyrant… He had done something to prolong their deadly attack. "One step closer potter, and she gets to sink to the bottom of this here lake!" The man demanded, holding a squirming Hermione out near the brim of the lake. " Don't try anything funny now lads, drop your wands."

Harry and Ron exchanged a worried glance before dropping their wands on the ground in front of them; there was nothing else they could do anyways… It was Hermione's life at stake. Harry could almost see the face of the attacker with the moon shining directly on him, but his hood was pulled to far forward.

"What is your pro-mph!" The man clamped his hand over Hermione's mouth before she could scold the boy's for their wrong doings. Hermione squirmed and kicked, but the man just would not let go. He seemed to be getting annoyed.

"Let her go!" Harry demanded, but the sinister man just laughed. There was something in the fall crisp air that just wasn't right, the gusty wind that was blowing had stopped, and the rash coldness had disappeared, replaced by the cool September late night warmth.

It was as if the earth was trying to make everything seem sweet and fun and calm…just before the storm hit. Harry scowled; He would not be tricked into believing that this was all peachy and fine. This would be a fate changing night… or so his mind was telling him.

"Oh but lad…she was just 'bout to go for a nice swim." He said bringing Hermione's horrified face closer to his. Ron stepped forward, a bit boldly, but the man did not retreat. "An't that right lass." Hermione's grim face was almost neon in the dark night.

"What do you plan on doing?!" Ron shouted balling up his fists, glaring at the masked being wickedly. Harry too joined him in the revolt.

This man would NOT drown their best friend! He would NOT win.

Unfortunately though… He just happened to choose that moment to toss young Hermione Granger into the gloomy lake. She screamed again, as she fell to her watery fate.

A/N:

Hello everyone! What do you think of the prolog? Well it's been a while since I actually wrote anything…I'm starting all fresh and new! I wrote this because I have become completely fantasized with POTC and I already am obsessed with HP. So I hope you guys liked it!!! ^___^

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