A/N: well last time we left them we heard something was happening at
Hermione's home and Harry was very confused, but what'll happen next? You
have to read to find out.
Chapter 3 The letters – Part 2
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Hermione awoke to the sound of a gunshot going of in the home of her parents where she lay asleep. She got up and crept to her bedroom door where she pushed the door ajar so she good see and hear what was going on. "Please no! Leave my wife alone" she heard her father say. And at that moment she was so afraid she sank onto the floor shaking from head to toe, tears flowing from her eyes. She didn't know what to do. Should she risk making a racket rummaging in her trunk for her wand or should she just charge into their room and risk whatever would happen to her?
Enough is enough she thought to herself, I'm one of the toughest witches in my age group! She got up, whipped her face with her shirt, and walked to the trunk. She opened the lid as silently as she could and searched for her wand. As she rummaged through the trunk she accidentally knocked over a vase. It tumbled to the floor and broke with an ear splitting crash in the silent house.
"What was that?" she heard the guy scream "is there anyone ells in the house?" "No, no there isn't it was probably just the cat" she heard her father retaliate. "Well I'll just have a look around" the robber said not believing her father for a moment. "No please don't!" her father yelled after him as her mother screamed and began to weep. "So... there is someone in the house!" the robber said with a triumphant voice and turned to look at her father. "Who is it?! Is it a little girl?" he walked over to their bed where her mother sat and looked straight at her. "Well is it?" Her mother looked over to the bedside table where a family photo stood, then quickly looked back at him and said "no we don't have children..." Unfortunately for her, the robber saw her look at the photo. He grabbed the photo and studied it closely. "Well she is a beauty, isn't she?" "Let me just go look for her..." "No please!" her mother screamed. Tears running down her face.
Hermione heard every word of what was said and froze with fear what was going to happen to her now?
Harry awoke with a start. Have it all just been a dream? A prediction? Is Hermione ok? Harry was scared. He hadn't woken up in a cold sweat for a long time now. It had all been so real. With that he decided. "I have to make sure she's ok!"
He got dressed as quickly as he could, grabbed his wand and walked down the hall and down the stairs. Over to the fire place. He picked up a packet of what looked liked dust, took out a hand full, and threw it in the fire and stepped into the fireplace. Then he yelled "Hermione's home"
He started to spin faster and faster, lights all around him and with a crash he fell onto the ground in Hermione's house.
"What was that?!" the robber screamed just as he was about to open the door to Hermione's room. He practically ran down the stairs thinking it was Hermione trying to escape.
Hermione ceased the chance, grabbed her wand and ran to her parents' bedroom. "Are you ok?" she said. She could see the worry on their faces and went to give them both a hug. "Get out of the house Hermione!" her father yelled at her. "Get out it's not save here! Get out!" She didn't move. "Dad don't you see I can help. I can bind him with a spell." "Hermione listen to me, he's a wizard too! He's powerful! Get out now!" he screamed at her a little harder than he meant to. "What? Why would a wizard break into a muggle house?" she asked "Hermione, I don't know just get out." "But what about you?" she said to him tears starting to sting her eyes again. "We'll be fine" he said with a loving voice and motioned to her to go through the door. "I don't want to leave you here alone..." "Just go Hermione"
Harry heard someone coming down the stairs. Thinking its Hermione he stood up and walked towards the stairs. He looked up and saw, not Hermione but... it couldn't be... he was dead wasn't he?
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A/N: well what do you think of this chapter? Will Hermione listen to her father and get out the house? Who is it that's in the house? Will Hermione find out that Harry is there and how did Harry know that Hermione needed him? All this and more in the next chapter of finding love where it has always been.
Chapter 3 The letters – Part 2
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Hermione awoke to the sound of a gunshot going of in the home of her parents where she lay asleep. She got up and crept to her bedroom door where she pushed the door ajar so she good see and hear what was going on. "Please no! Leave my wife alone" she heard her father say. And at that moment she was so afraid she sank onto the floor shaking from head to toe, tears flowing from her eyes. She didn't know what to do. Should she risk making a racket rummaging in her trunk for her wand or should she just charge into their room and risk whatever would happen to her?
Enough is enough she thought to herself, I'm one of the toughest witches in my age group! She got up, whipped her face with her shirt, and walked to the trunk. She opened the lid as silently as she could and searched for her wand. As she rummaged through the trunk she accidentally knocked over a vase. It tumbled to the floor and broke with an ear splitting crash in the silent house.
"What was that?" she heard the guy scream "is there anyone ells in the house?" "No, no there isn't it was probably just the cat" she heard her father retaliate. "Well I'll just have a look around" the robber said not believing her father for a moment. "No please don't!" her father yelled after him as her mother screamed and began to weep. "So... there is someone in the house!" the robber said with a triumphant voice and turned to look at her father. "Who is it?! Is it a little girl?" he walked over to their bed where her mother sat and looked straight at her. "Well is it?" Her mother looked over to the bedside table where a family photo stood, then quickly looked back at him and said "no we don't have children..." Unfortunately for her, the robber saw her look at the photo. He grabbed the photo and studied it closely. "Well she is a beauty, isn't she?" "Let me just go look for her..." "No please!" her mother screamed. Tears running down her face.
Hermione heard every word of what was said and froze with fear what was going to happen to her now?
Harry awoke with a start. Have it all just been a dream? A prediction? Is Hermione ok? Harry was scared. He hadn't woken up in a cold sweat for a long time now. It had all been so real. With that he decided. "I have to make sure she's ok!"
He got dressed as quickly as he could, grabbed his wand and walked down the hall and down the stairs. Over to the fire place. He picked up a packet of what looked liked dust, took out a hand full, and threw it in the fire and stepped into the fireplace. Then he yelled "Hermione's home"
He started to spin faster and faster, lights all around him and with a crash he fell onto the ground in Hermione's house.
"What was that?!" the robber screamed just as he was about to open the door to Hermione's room. He practically ran down the stairs thinking it was Hermione trying to escape.
Hermione ceased the chance, grabbed her wand and ran to her parents' bedroom. "Are you ok?" she said. She could see the worry on their faces and went to give them both a hug. "Get out of the house Hermione!" her father yelled at her. "Get out it's not save here! Get out!" She didn't move. "Dad don't you see I can help. I can bind him with a spell." "Hermione listen to me, he's a wizard too! He's powerful! Get out now!" he screamed at her a little harder than he meant to. "What? Why would a wizard break into a muggle house?" she asked "Hermione, I don't know just get out." "But what about you?" she said to him tears starting to sting her eyes again. "We'll be fine" he said with a loving voice and motioned to her to go through the door. "I don't want to leave you here alone..." "Just go Hermione"
Harry heard someone coming down the stairs. Thinking its Hermione he stood up and walked towards the stairs. He looked up and saw, not Hermione but... it couldn't be... he was dead wasn't he?
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A/N: well what do you think of this chapter? Will Hermione listen to her father and get out the house? Who is it that's in the house? Will Hermione find out that Harry is there and how did Harry know that Hermione needed him? All this and more in the next chapter of finding love where it has always been.