Holy crap, it's been nearly a month. I'm sorry guys, it's just school and other FF stories and a whole bunch of stuff. You guys seen the new POA trailer?? I can't wait till the third HP movie comes out! Ok, here's Chapter 22. I have an idea about what's gonna happen but nothings planned so here it is. (Excuse my grammar and spelling LOL)

PS: Thanks so much for pointing out my little mistake in my last chapter, Lynn Joe. Duh! I can't believe I called Fawkes 'Phoenix' like, three times and not even notice it! Thanks.

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The end of the year tests were coming up soon, and even though it was only a couple of months away, the professors gave them plenty of work. March dragged by slowly and when April hit, light showers came every once in a while. Harry kept quiet about the whole Malfoy incident and nobody brought it up anywise. Ron and Hermione weren't too friendly with each other after their last fight, but surprisingly enough Hermione noticed Ron trying to let go of the whole thing and forget. So that's what she did. April was at a good start so far.

"Where did you guys find that information about Balfour Blane?" asked Lavender. She was clinging closer to the group more than ever...whenever Ron was around of course.

"Here," Hermione said and she passed her a large red-leather book. They had been studying together in the Common Room more often now, and it made their work easier. Harry had been stuck on the same page for about 10 minutes and he snapped it shut.

"Well," he sighed, "I think I need a well deserved break," He smiled and got up with his books.

"So in other words, you're done for the night?" Ron asked and Harry nodded, "That sounds about right," Harry said and he headed for the stairs.

"Goodnight, guys. Goodnight, Hermione," He said and walked to the dorm.

The embers in the fire glowed and snapped and Ron, Lavender and Hermione were downstairs with their work. Hermione collected her papers and quill, "I'll see you two in the morning." She said.

"I don't know how you do it. I still have another assignment to start! You wouldn't mind letting me 'borrow' that homework, would ya?" Ron asked and Hermione grabbed her books.

"The answers for Charms are on page 673." She said.

"Don't know what I'd do without you, Hermione," Ron said jokingly and turned to that page. Lavender opened her book too and said, "Hey, Harry forgot his wand out here." His wand lay on the table next to Lavender's schoolbooks.

Hermione grabbed it, "Here, I'll give it to him. Goodnight," She said and walked to the boys' dormitory.

She came up and all the beds were abandoned and the room was black all except a single candle lit in the corner of the room. Harry wasn't there but the shower was running behind the closed bathroom door and she figured that was where he was. She stepped over to his bedside table and lay his wand down next to his books. Sitting right next to his books was his glasses and she put her books down at her feet and picked his glasses up.

She smiled as she thought of him and her heart melted when she imagined him holding her. She never thought in all her life that she would even be this close to Harry. She wanted to know everything about him and wondered if he ever thought about her as much as she did of him. She sat on his bed and felt her wand poke her side in her pocket. She took it out and a crazy idea came to her.

No, she mused, I can't do it.

Yes you can, as long as he doesn't find out. And besides, you wanted to know more about him, so here's your chance.

No, no. It would be violating his personal thoughts...

She bit her lip and fingered her wand. The thought of Trelawney came to her and that day where she taught her that spell for Mind Gazing. She knew it was a bad idea only causing trouble, but...

Come on, just one memory, she thought and her curiosity took over her.

She took her wand and with a deep breath she placed her wand on Harry's glasses. Ok, she thought, let's see if I even remember this. She tapped her wand and searched her mind for a memory of herself and Harry. She closed her eyes and thought of the day before with Harry when she walked to lunch with him. Nothing.

She tapped the wand again and searched for a stronger memory; one that had stuck in her mind for a while. She then thought of the first day that she met Harry on the train to Hogwarts. Her head throbbed and she felt a tingle go down from her spine to the fingers on her wand. She opened her eyes and hesitantly lifted the glasses to her face. She looked through them and her heart pounded. The glasses were showing her his memories. His own memories...

She tried to make out what the first one was but then it changed. She tried again with the new memory but it kept changing. Then she remembered Trelawney's words: 'Mind Gazing, if done correctly, can let you see into the deepest memories in the depths of a person's mind. Both good and bad memories, in no particular order--- Every object is different that you cast the spell on-- You need to figure out how to trigger a new memory for the object, and that can take some time.'

She blinked her eyes a couple of times and realized a new memory came up with every blink. So she closed her eyes for a minute and opened them, forcing them not to blink.

'*'*'*'*'

She could see through his eyes and she saw that he was on a broom flying towards some kind of ball or trinket. He caught it and she saw it was Neville's Remembrall and he flew down. She knew this was when he first flew on a broom and she closed her dry eyes.

'*'*'*'*'

He was at the Weasley's house eating breakfast and he was laughing at Ron. Fred and George's rooms were making exploding sounds and Mrs. Weasley mumbled to herself about controlling her boys. She accidentally blinked before she could see more and a new memory was triggered.

'*'*'*'*'

There was Ginny, lying bone-white on the wet, stone floor. Harry's arms were scratched and bleeding and she couldn't tell whom the young man was standing in front of him. He was tall with dark eyes and they shown with hate and malice. She heard hissing sounds and when he turned his head the memory was gone.

'*'*'*'*'

She closed her eyes, trying to get ready for the new memory. Se had to control her blinking and she opened her eyes. Suddenly, she felt cold and the memories were getting darker and almost evil. She shivered and a cold breeze seemed to whip at her face. She saw Cedric standing next to him and her heart jumped to see his face, alive and bright, but frightened. He stumbled back and before she could do anything, a green flash filled her eyes and she saw Cedric dead before he hit the ground. She covered her mouth, trying not to scream and she finally blinked, her hands trembling.

'*'*'*'*'

Her hands shook and when she opened her eyes and saw Sirius again. She knew what was coming. She tried not to scream and before Bellatrix's wand came down in front of him, Hermione closed her eyes, trying not to cry. This is it, she thought, I'm done. I don't want to see anymore.

'*'*'*'*'

She opened her eyes for the last time and before her hands reached his glasses on her face, she screamed and her arms fell. Before she closed her eyes in extreme torment, she saw Dumbledore standing in front of Harry and something binding his body. Her head felt like it was going to split and she couldn't move. Even with her eyes closed, she felt something holding her tightly and her head searing with pain. She had no control.

"If death is nothing, Dumbledore, kill the boy. . . . ."

These words filled her mind and she opened to mouth to scream again, but nothing came and she wanted to escape.

'*'*'*'*'

Finally the grasp of death was gone and the glasses were no longer on her face. She was on the floor and from what she could make out, Harry was over her with Ron and a handful of other students. She shook uncontrollably and Harry lifted her up, his hair wet from the shower. She couldn't believe she actually even looked into his thoughts and she wanted to get away from everybody, but her legs shook with her body. She attempted not to cry and she didn't want Harry to be hurt when she told him. She knew he would hate her for being so stupid. She already hated herself.

"Hermione! W-what's wrong? What happened?" He asked and he set his glasses aside, not sure what she was doing with them. She lifted her up and held her hand to stop it from shaking. He searched her face, which was pale and stained from tears. What had happened was beyond him and he worried for her sake.

"I'm-I-I'm so s-sorry! I didn't mea-mean too!" She choked and she grasped him and passed out.

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End of Chapter 22.Sorry to keep you waiting so long. Thanks!