A/N: No I'm not dead! Sorry for the late update! First of all, I was REALLY busy. Secondly, I did not know what to write! Really sorry! Anyway, can you PLEASE check out my other story? (A SUPPOSEDLY Funny Story for Hrm/Dr) And I can't really update much these few months. I have an important exam coming up this year and my computer keeps getting banged up.
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Hermione skimmed the words of the current book she was reading. The words seemed alien to her and unable to make any sense.
'I probably need more sleep...' thought Hermione as she slammed the book shut in frustration.
Hermione knew that she was just worried. Worried that Ron would spoil his marriage with Lavender. And not only that, she knew Ron and Harry would set off to find her. That was the main probelm. If they found her... She did not want to think of the possibilities. SHe shouldn't have faked her death. She could have just, keep away from Ron or something?
'Argh!' she screamed in her head. She didn't want to love Ron. She really didn't but it came to her so naturally that she didn't even have to try to visualise him. When she closed her eyes or when her thoughts drifted off, she would see Ron in her head. Ron smilling and waving at her. After Ron she would always suddenly saw Lavender, frowning at her.
'Oh, how I HATE my life...'
***
"Lets see... Ivonne? Or Harry?" pondered Lavender. "I can't choose!!! I love them both all too much!"
"Do you think it's any easier for me?" asked Ron shaking his head, frustrated as he tried to decide between his two children.
Suddenly Ivonne and Harry jr. came in the room smilling, hiding their hands behind their backs.
"Mummy," cried Ivonne in such an adorable way, it made her parents smile. "Lookie! I drew our family!"
"And I coloured it!" said Harry jr. proudly.
Lavender and Ron studied the drawing. Then smiled weakly at each other. How were they going to divorce now???
***
Belinda sighed as she walked back to The Three Broomsticks; she had left her purse full of muggle money and her identification card on the counter. She knew noone could steal it, thanks to the charm that Hermione invented; noone could touch her purse except herself or the person will jolted with a little electricity that would scare most wizards or witches away. It was the other wizards and witches who wouldn't be afraid that she was scared of.
Suddenly a man wearing a hood over his head stopped in front of her. Belinda walked a little to the left and began walking to her destination when he stood in front of her again. Belinda tried again twice and began to get frustrated.
"Excuse me..." she began but the man stopped her by lowering his hood. Emerald eyes stared into hers. It was... Harry Potter.
I cannot use the word shock to describe the situation Belinda was in, immensely surprised is more like it. She did not dare to move a muscle or even breathe. Thousands of posibilities crossed her mind.
"Where is Hermione?" he asked, his voice almost as hard as steel.
"H-Hermione?" Belinda cleared her throat, she always had a great talent for acting... 'Well, here goes nothing!' "Is she the woman who wrote 'How To Get An O In Arithmatics?' I always wanted to meet her! You're Harry Potter, aren't you? I read lots about..."
"Where is Hermione!?" Harry repeated again, louder.
"Okay!!!!" screamed Belinda. All the people in within a two miles radius of her heard her and turned to look at her. Harry, shocked, blushed furiously as Belinda took it as a chance to escape. But Harry Potter wasn't a seeker for nothing. Harry caught her hand and apparated away. Diagon Alley soon forgot about the two and returned to it's usual bustle.
***
"Where am I? You... You KIDNAPPER!!!" screamed Belinda. 'Hermione did not want her friends to find out what happenbed and it's my duty to protect her secret of her location no matter what happens! I'm her best friend!' "How dare you!"
"I am no kidnapper and I do not mean any harm." said Harry calmly. "If I meant you any harm I would have brought you to Ron's and he would do far worse than use all the Unforgivable Curses, after he used Veritaserum first."
"Then why did you bring me here?" screamed Belinda, her voice getting hoarse. 'I hate screaming... I hate screaming... Then why the heck am I screaming???'
"I know who you are, Belinda Blackfalcon."
Belinda stopped moving and struggling from the invinsible binds (not Petrificius Totalus) she had never known before and looked at the floor.
"Yes, I know almost all about you." said Harry with a weak smile. "Dumbledore made me study all about the famous people who defended Voldermort... before he... before he died."
"Well, it's not going to benefit you anything isn't it?? You know I am not dead as the books say." said Belinda as she gave a hysterical laugh. "Dad abused mom after he got 'bored' with her. And married my own uncle's wife; the slut. I hate him and her? Besides, even if you know about me, you can force me to tell you about Hermione."
"I'm not going to force you." said Harry calmly. "I'm merely going to convince you."
"What?" whispered Belinda, her eyes widening. "You're not going to torture or rape me are you? You're.. you're married!"
Harry laughed. "Me? Harry Potter? Torture? Rape? I wouldn't do that, even if I wanted to; Ginny would kill me in the end. And I'd go to Azkaban." he said. "Besides, I know you're not a bad person. You want to protect Hermione. But what about Ron? Don't you know about his situation?"
"Ron loves Lavender. He's married with two kids!" said Belinda bitterly. "You may know how she felt about him but you do not know how she felt! I know because I felt the same way before! But have you? For you- Harry Potter, you live a fairy tale life; Hero beats bad guy, bad guy dies. Hero meets girl, hero marries girl. Happily ever after! Wake up! Don't you see that you have the perfect life that everyone yearns for? Hermione didn't! Nor did most of the people! They..."
Before Belinda finished her sentence, Harry gave Belinda a sharp slap.
"Me? A perfect life? YOU wake up! I do not have a perfect life, I earned it myself!" said Harry angrily. "My parents were dead and I defeated a big bad ugly guy (no offense) who calls himself the 'Dark Lord' and ended up with a big scar that looked as if my head got spilt open and it was sewed back again! Everywhere I went people would say, 'Ooh... Look thats Harry Potter! He's so lucky that he got his head spilt open by a killing curse, his parents died and is hunted by an insane devil who wants to take over the world!' I thought you would understand since you are also kind of well- known because of Paul!"
"Then after I defeated the 'Dark Lord', there were girls all around me!" continued Harry Potter. "With Ginny bashing my head even if I looked twice at them! Then when I started to date Ginny, the hate mail started coming. Most of them were howlers, some exploded as soon as it's delivered. Then it was the death eaters. All of us were exceptionally worried about Hermione. Then she died. Then she lived again! How the *censored* are you going to feel if you ride this emotional roller coaster!?!?!? Now... CAN YOU TELL ME WHERE HERMIONE IS????"
Belinda looked at the ground, speechless. She made her decision. And noone could make her regret it.
"She's in a country in the the south east of Asia, Malaysia." whispered Belinda softly. "The address is written on this piece of paper, you have to take a portkey to The Wizarding Destinations In Malaysia before you can floo there. Good luck in bringing her back."
"Thanks, Belinda. I owe you one." said Harry. 'Hermione, I'm going to bring you home!'
As Harry disapparated, Belinda's binds disappeared. 'What have I done? I told Harry Potter where Hermione is... I betrayed her... But... It's for her own good...'
Belinda apparated to Diagon Alley to collect her almost forgotten purse.
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A/N: Harry knows the address!!! Yay! Anyway, I come from Malaysia so the only country I'm farmiliar with is Malaysia... And a little bit of Singapore. Malaysia hosted the 16th Commonwealth Games last time and got fourth place. If you want to know where is Malaysia; as I said, (actually Belinda said that) it's in the South-east of Asia! Ta ta!
***
Hermione skimmed the words of the current book she was reading. The words seemed alien to her and unable to make any sense.
'I probably need more sleep...' thought Hermione as she slammed the book shut in frustration.
Hermione knew that she was just worried. Worried that Ron would spoil his marriage with Lavender. And not only that, she knew Ron and Harry would set off to find her. That was the main probelm. If they found her... She did not want to think of the possibilities. SHe shouldn't have faked her death. She could have just, keep away from Ron or something?
'Argh!' she screamed in her head. She didn't want to love Ron. She really didn't but it came to her so naturally that she didn't even have to try to visualise him. When she closed her eyes or when her thoughts drifted off, she would see Ron in her head. Ron smilling and waving at her. After Ron she would always suddenly saw Lavender, frowning at her.
'Oh, how I HATE my life...'
***
"Lets see... Ivonne? Or Harry?" pondered Lavender. "I can't choose!!! I love them both all too much!"
"Do you think it's any easier for me?" asked Ron shaking his head, frustrated as he tried to decide between his two children.
Suddenly Ivonne and Harry jr. came in the room smilling, hiding their hands behind their backs.
"Mummy," cried Ivonne in such an adorable way, it made her parents smile. "Lookie! I drew our family!"
"And I coloured it!" said Harry jr. proudly.
Lavender and Ron studied the drawing. Then smiled weakly at each other. How were they going to divorce now???
***
Belinda sighed as she walked back to The Three Broomsticks; she had left her purse full of muggle money and her identification card on the counter. She knew noone could steal it, thanks to the charm that Hermione invented; noone could touch her purse except herself or the person will jolted with a little electricity that would scare most wizards or witches away. It was the other wizards and witches who wouldn't be afraid that she was scared of.
Suddenly a man wearing a hood over his head stopped in front of her. Belinda walked a little to the left and began walking to her destination when he stood in front of her again. Belinda tried again twice and began to get frustrated.
"Excuse me..." she began but the man stopped her by lowering his hood. Emerald eyes stared into hers. It was... Harry Potter.
I cannot use the word shock to describe the situation Belinda was in, immensely surprised is more like it. She did not dare to move a muscle or even breathe. Thousands of posibilities crossed her mind.
"Where is Hermione?" he asked, his voice almost as hard as steel.
"H-Hermione?" Belinda cleared her throat, she always had a great talent for acting... 'Well, here goes nothing!' "Is she the woman who wrote 'How To Get An O In Arithmatics?' I always wanted to meet her! You're Harry Potter, aren't you? I read lots about..."
"Where is Hermione!?" Harry repeated again, louder.
"Okay!!!!" screamed Belinda. All the people in within a two miles radius of her heard her and turned to look at her. Harry, shocked, blushed furiously as Belinda took it as a chance to escape. But Harry Potter wasn't a seeker for nothing. Harry caught her hand and apparated away. Diagon Alley soon forgot about the two and returned to it's usual bustle.
***
"Where am I? You... You KIDNAPPER!!!" screamed Belinda. 'Hermione did not want her friends to find out what happenbed and it's my duty to protect her secret of her location no matter what happens! I'm her best friend!' "How dare you!"
"I am no kidnapper and I do not mean any harm." said Harry calmly. "If I meant you any harm I would have brought you to Ron's and he would do far worse than use all the Unforgivable Curses, after he used Veritaserum first."
"Then why did you bring me here?" screamed Belinda, her voice getting hoarse. 'I hate screaming... I hate screaming... Then why the heck am I screaming???'
"I know who you are, Belinda Blackfalcon."
Belinda stopped moving and struggling from the invinsible binds (not Petrificius Totalus) she had never known before and looked at the floor.
"Yes, I know almost all about you." said Harry with a weak smile. "Dumbledore made me study all about the famous people who defended Voldermort... before he... before he died."
"Well, it's not going to benefit you anything isn't it?? You know I am not dead as the books say." said Belinda as she gave a hysterical laugh. "Dad abused mom after he got 'bored' with her. And married my own uncle's wife; the slut. I hate him and her? Besides, even if you know about me, you can force me to tell you about Hermione."
"I'm not going to force you." said Harry calmly. "I'm merely going to convince you."
"What?" whispered Belinda, her eyes widening. "You're not going to torture or rape me are you? You're.. you're married!"
Harry laughed. "Me? Harry Potter? Torture? Rape? I wouldn't do that, even if I wanted to; Ginny would kill me in the end. And I'd go to Azkaban." he said. "Besides, I know you're not a bad person. You want to protect Hermione. But what about Ron? Don't you know about his situation?"
"Ron loves Lavender. He's married with two kids!" said Belinda bitterly. "You may know how she felt about him but you do not know how she felt! I know because I felt the same way before! But have you? For you- Harry Potter, you live a fairy tale life; Hero beats bad guy, bad guy dies. Hero meets girl, hero marries girl. Happily ever after! Wake up! Don't you see that you have the perfect life that everyone yearns for? Hermione didn't! Nor did most of the people! They..."
Before Belinda finished her sentence, Harry gave Belinda a sharp slap.
"Me? A perfect life? YOU wake up! I do not have a perfect life, I earned it myself!" said Harry angrily. "My parents were dead and I defeated a big bad ugly guy (no offense) who calls himself the 'Dark Lord' and ended up with a big scar that looked as if my head got spilt open and it was sewed back again! Everywhere I went people would say, 'Ooh... Look thats Harry Potter! He's so lucky that he got his head spilt open by a killing curse, his parents died and is hunted by an insane devil who wants to take over the world!' I thought you would understand since you are also kind of well- known because of Paul!"
"Then after I defeated the 'Dark Lord', there were girls all around me!" continued Harry Potter. "With Ginny bashing my head even if I looked twice at them! Then when I started to date Ginny, the hate mail started coming. Most of them were howlers, some exploded as soon as it's delivered. Then it was the death eaters. All of us were exceptionally worried about Hermione. Then she died. Then she lived again! How the *censored* are you going to feel if you ride this emotional roller coaster!?!?!? Now... CAN YOU TELL ME WHERE HERMIONE IS????"
Belinda looked at the ground, speechless. She made her decision. And noone could make her regret it.
"She's in a country in the the south east of Asia, Malaysia." whispered Belinda softly. "The address is written on this piece of paper, you have to take a portkey to The Wizarding Destinations In Malaysia before you can floo there. Good luck in bringing her back."
"Thanks, Belinda. I owe you one." said Harry. 'Hermione, I'm going to bring you home!'
As Harry disapparated, Belinda's binds disappeared. 'What have I done? I told Harry Potter where Hermione is... I betrayed her... But... It's for her own good...'
Belinda apparated to Diagon Alley to collect her almost forgotten purse.
***
A/N: Harry knows the address!!! Yay! Anyway, I come from Malaysia so the only country I'm farmiliar with is Malaysia... And a little bit of Singapore. Malaysia hosted the 16th Commonwealth Games last time and got fourth place. If you want to know where is Malaysia; as I said, (actually Belinda said that) it's in the South-east of Asia! Ta ta!