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Ann: Honestly you're right, it should have been longer then a year since Madison's boyfriend was murdered. I thought about that and I really didn't want to have to go on and on into any really complicated detail about that. I was afraid of losing interest in the writing myself, not to mention the readers. As for the Weasley's letting them sleep in the same room, remember...this is my mind. lol. Besides, I think Molly would trust them and they aren't disrespectful kids.

szelij: I'm sorry if you're not finding my story to your liking. To me, and no one else it appears, thinks that I'm going to fairy tale. It's pure fiction from my mind. I never said there was going to be a happy ending. All I can really say is...if you don't like it, don't read it. shrugs

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Disclaimer: The usual...I don't own J.K. Rowlings world.

Madison spent the next few days mostly to herself, deep in her own thoughts. Harry tried to get her to talk to him but each time she lied and said she was sad at the thought of the end of the summer. He tried to reassure her, but nothing made her feel any better. She had a deep foreboding inside, she felt like something was coming. Something bad. That night at dinner she picked at her food, her stomache feeling to tight to eat. She kept her eyes down, and the silly jabber of the people around the table turned into a monotonous drone.

" Madison. Earth to Madison. "

Madison jumped and looked up to the voice of the owner. It was Hermione.

" I'm sorry. What were you saying? " she asked.

" What's wrong? You seem so down. " Hermione said.

" I'm ok. Just the end of the summer on my mind. " she felt terrible for lying.

" Hey don't worry. You and Harry will keep in touch and there's always next summer. " Hermione said, sipping at her butterbeer.

Madison offered a faint smile and nodded. " I know. Thanks. " It didn't take long for Madison to sink back into her thoughts.

She settled into bed that night, her stomach growing in worse knots. She shivered slightly and once again, curled up against Harry.

" Madison, what is wrong with you? " Harry asked, concern in his voice.

" Nothing, just cold. " she replied.

" I don't think so. You've been reserved the past couple of days. You've barely eaten or spoken to anyone. What's wrong. I want to truth this time. " Harry said firmly.

" Harry, I can't talk about it right now. I'm not ready too. " her voice was slightly pleading.

Harry sighed heavily. " Alright, then when you are ready, please come and talk to me about it. "

Madison nodded and rested against the pillow, wide awake. She waited until Harry's breathing had regulated, letting her know that he was asleep before she slipped out of the bed and got dressed. She needed to walk, get her mind clear of some things and figure out exactly what it is she wanted to do. Quietly as she could, she crept out of the house and out into the dark yard. She stepped onto the trail leading from the Burrow and out into the surrounding country. She didn't dare wander to far, but far enough so she couldn't be seen. Crouching by a large rock, she closed her eyes and let the warm breeze sweep over her. She breathed in the fresh scent of grass and dew, she started to relax slightly when something broke her concentration. Standing, her heart started to thump quickly and the air around her suddenly turned cold. Her eyes searched her surroundings and she wrapped her arms around herself. Not now, please not now, she thought t herself. She turned and started to make her way back to the house when a large black figure, appeared in front of her. Madison let out a startled gasp and stepped back.

" We've been waiting for you, Madison. " the voice under the hood said.

Madison knew that voice, it was a voice she had heard a million times in her nightmares. It was the voice of the man that had killed Erik. Her heart in her throat, Madison tried to step around the man, but he blocked her path.

" What do you want from me. " she asked, shakily

" You know very well why I've come. " the man said, his voice was slightly raspy, cold.

" No I don't. I really don't so please, just leave me be. " Madison felt tears spring into her eyes.

" I can't. I wouldn't want to disappoint the Dark Lord. " with a nasty little laugh, the hooded figure lunged forward in attempt to take hold of Madison.

Before she had time to think about it, she was running in any direction she could to avoid contact. She was two feet away from the door to the house when the man grabbed her around the waist and lifted her into the air. She let out a scream of terror, and was placed roughly on a broomstick.

Harry was jolted from his sleep by someone screaming. He looked to see that Madison wasn't next to him and immediately jumped out of bed. He ran from the room, almost running into Ron and Hermione, who had also been awoken by the scream.

" What the hell's going on? " Ron asked, irritated.

" It's Madison, something's happened to her. " Harry spoke quickly and brushed past the two and out the door. Ron and Hermione were hot on his heels. He flung open the door and made it into the yard just in time to see a hooded figure carrying Madison away. Her terrified screams ringing through the quiet night.

Harry let out a frustrated scream, his wand in hand. He pointed towards the figure, ready to use the first spell that came to mind.

" HARRY NO! " Hermione screamed and grabbed hold of his arm. " You can't use magic and you know that! Besides, what if you hit Madison instead. " her voice was frantic.

Harry brushed her aside and attempted to run after his girlfriend but Ron held him back, his arms surprising strong.

" Get the fuck off. " Harry growled, struggling against Ron.

" Use your common sense! " Ron grunted, holding as tight as he could.

Harry finally gave up, to exhausted to try and fend Ron off. He sank to the ground and buried his head in his hands, letting out another furious cry.

The next morning, Harry found himself in his bed, not quite sure how he's gotten there. He took a deep breath and sat up slowly. His head throbbed horribly and his throat hurt. He couldn't remember at first what had happened but when it all came back to him, he felt tears come on. He pushed them aside, he didn't have time to be weak. He had to save Madison, even if it killed him. Slowly he made his way down to breakfast and looked around the table. The chatter had died as soon as he walked in the door.

" Harry dear, how are you feeling. " Mrs. Weasley asked, handing him a cup of coffee.

Harry shrugged and thanked her for the coffee. He took a seat and grasped the cup, more for warmth then anything. " I'm going to find her," he anounced.

Nobody said a word, and nobody looked surprised. They all knew Harry to well, and when someone Harry loved was in danger, he never gave a second thought as to rescuing them.

" I'll be contacting Dumbledore and I'll find out why and where they took her. " Harry had it planned out. He was going to Grimmauld Place, the Headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix.

" We'll come with you, Harry. " Hermione offered her and Ron.

Ron nodded. " Of course we will."

" Now children, " Mrs. Weasley started. " Do you really think that's wise. Shouldn't you leave it too..." she couldn't finish when she saw the anguished look on Harry's face. She nodded slightly.

All the Weasley's decided to accompany Harry to Grimmauld Place. If Death Eaters were snatching sixteen-year-old girls, then they knew it was nothing good. That night was spent making preperations for the journey, and Harry's stomach had shriveled into a tight ball. That night he couldn't sleep, Madison's screams from the night before rang clearly through his head whenever he closed his eyes. Mum...Dad, he thought to himself, Please help me on this one.