***O.k., I was going to end the story on this chapter, with a bit of fluff, but I got a great idea of one of my mates, Chelly, so I am dedicating this chapter to her! Enjoy everyone! And this is not the last chap! O.k. on with the story! And one more thing before I forget the rest of the story will be told in Harry's POV otherwise it wont work! Just letting you know!***

Chapter Thirteen: Awakening

Blurry images flashed in my mind. They changed rapidly from Hermione, to Krum, to Ron and my parents. I was in so much pain I couldn't move at all hardly. I opened my eyes and I couldn't see properly. I managed to take my glasses of the side table and put them on. I pushed my self up so I was sitting up and looked around me. I was in St Mungo's. But how did I get here? I couldn't remember a thing that had happened since this morning. I looked around my room. The Weasley's were all asleep in the corner apart from one. The youngest Weasley Ginny. I looked over at her and her face lit up. Tears began to fall down her face and she ran over to me. She gave me a hug and I hugged her back.

As she pulled away I looked into her eyes, which were still leaking with fresh tears. She grabbed a chair and sat down next to my bed. Again I looked around the room but, there was one person missing, Hermione, where was she? Suddenly the sound of Ginny's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Oh Harry, we weren't sure if you would be o.k." Ginny said, in between sobs.

"I'm o.k., how long have I been out?" I asked, hoping that it was no more than a day.

Ginny looked down at her hands, her tears had stopped but sadness was written over her face. She paused and looked up me before answering.

"Three months" she said timidly.

I was speechless, I didn't know what to say, I had been lying here for three months. Hermione, I had left her on her own, I needed to know where she was.

"Ginny, where's Hermione?" I asked, hopeful that she would be alright.

Ginny didn't answer, instead she looked back down at her hands. I moved my finger under her chin and lifted it up. I looked her in the eye and repeated my question.

"Where's Hermione Ginny?" I asked once more.

Ginny sighed, her face still sad and new tears beginning to form. Something had happened I knew it.

"Well, after she brought you here, after the fight with Krum, she made sure you where ok, before she went home to get some clean clothes, but, but"

She stopped, the memory to painful for her to continue. The tears rolled down her cheeks and showed no sign of stopping.

"But what Ginny?" I asked.

Ginny, regained her composure and managed to keep the tears in long enough to tell me what had happened.

"But when she entered the flat, Krum had broken free of the spell she put on him, and he was waiting for her. When she entered her room to get the clothes, he slammed the door shut behind her, and grabbed her wrist. He took her wand off her and knocked her out. Then her picked her up and apperated out of the flat, and no one has seen them since, even though the whole ministry is out looking for them, because they think Krum is really a Death Eater"

She couldn't take it anymore and burst into tears. I gave her a hug and rubbed back until she calmed down. Hermione, she had been kidnapped and I had been here for three months, asleep. As Ginny pulled away I asked her something.

"Ginny, was there any clues as to where they might have gone?" I asked.

Anger was boiling up inside of me. I had to find Hermione and save her. I couldn't live without her. Ginny put on a puzzled face to show that's he was thinking. After a few minutes she spoke.

"Well, the only place the Ministry could think of was the old Death Eaters lair, which is located in the countryside near to Hogwarts. They went there first, but I don't know if they found anything, I don't think they did. Anyway, they carried on searching, but they fear that she might be dead by now"

"Don't say that Ginny!" I said grabbing her bye the shoulders. "Hermione is not dead, and I'm going to find her!"

Ginny nodded and sat back down in her chair before speaking again.

"Shall I wake them up? You know, just so that they know you're o.k.?" she asked.

"Yeah, they have a right to know" I replied.

She nodded and woke up the rest of her family. I couldn't explain all of the faces that stared at me when they knew was o.k. Mrs Weasley just kept on hugging me, and Ron kept on high fiving the air. They spent the rest of the day with me, telling me anything they could remember about Hermione and what had happened. Unfortunately, there was nothing that was of any great help. I thanked them anyway, as they left. That night, I barely got any sleep, everytime I closed my eye's I would see Hermione staring back at me, a blank expression on her face. I tried to think of were she could be but I got no where. In the end I finally decided to go to the old Death Eaters lair as soon as I was let out of hospital. At about three in the morning, I finally managed to get asleep but it wasn't for long, as I was awoken by the sound of Hermione screaming in my dreams. I sat backup in bed and stayed awake then for the rest of the night, I was going to ask in the morning when I was allowed out.

"Hold on Hermione, I'm coming" I said aloud to myself.

When morning eventually came, the first nurse I saw I asked her to come in.

"Excuse, me but do you know when I will be allowed of out of here?" I asked.

"I'm not sure Mr Potter, but I could go and find out for you, if you'd like?" the nurse replied.

"That would be great, Thank you"

"No problem, I will return soon"

With that, the nurse strode out. I waited for what seemed like ages, when finally she reappeared.

"You're in lick Mr Potter, you can today" she said, a smile clear on her face.

"That's great, can I leave now?" I asked.

"You certainly can, just check out at the desk when you go, o.k.?"

"I will"

The nurse walked out of my room. I pulled the curtains around my bed and changed into the clothes that Ron had brought up for me. Once I was ready, I picked up my wand that had been lying on the bedside table and out it into my pocket. I signed out at the front desk and walked out of the hospital. Seeing, how our flat was under the Ministry, I went to live with Ron and Lavender. They had offered me a spare room and an on suit bathroom until I could move back into the old flat. Rona and Lavender knew what I was going through, and left me alone most of the time.

I had been working on a plan for few days up to now, and I had informed Ron, surprisingly, he was behind me one hundred percent, and offered to come with me, But I knew this was something I had to do on my own so I declined his offer. He knew what I meant and supported me. Three days after I had left the hospital, I knew what I was going to do. I packed my bag, with water, food, and a walkie talkie, so I would be able to communicate with Ron if I needed to. I said my goodbye's to everyone, and took my Firebolt from the side cupboard. I walked out into the back garden and gave Ron and Lavender one last goodbye. I mounted my broomstick and kicked off hard from the ground. I rose and rose into the night sky and began my journey. Before I went into full speed, I repeated what I had said to myself in the hospital.

"Hold on Hermione, I'm coming"

I leant forward on my broomstick, and sped off into the night.

A/N: End of chapter! Good? Bad? Anyway hope you all liked it and there's more to come! Please, please review and no flames! Thanks!

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