I'm back and in a good mood so this should be a good long chapter. I'm sorry but I'm going to have to skip reader recognition this chapter though because I've been having Internet problems. Here's this though:
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns like—well—all of this. That lucky gal
So here's a recap. Hermione ran off Harry ran after her and Ron after him. Fred ran inside. George is being tormented by Voldemort and Hermione has a part in the prophecy.
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"Hermione!" George screamed out yet again in his sleep.
Voldemort laughed. "She's on her way boy!"
George awoke with a start, "What'd you mean? She's not—"
Voldemort just laughed. "You—you—"George stammered out not able to think of a word low enough to describe what exactly Voldemort was. "Why do you need her anyways?!"
Voldemort looked at him with a strange look of disbelief and amusement. "She really didn't tell you, did she? My, my, isn't this precious."
"What the hell," George roared, "are you talking about?!"
"You're Hermione plays a part in that damn prophecy! 'Powerful is the much loved witch with powers anew who aids in the defeat that devours the Dark Lord through.'"
"You're lying, it can't be Hermione!"
"What other witch does that filth Potter treasure?"
"But—but" George stammered, "She doesn't have any new powers!"
"How else did she save you lot from the most powerful spell I can perform?"
George lay speechless. "Exactly," Voldemort sneered.
"But, but why do you need me..."
"Because, there is one more line to the prophecy. 'And he who loves this witch of power is the key to lead to her devour.'"
George's scream echoed throughout the world, seeping into the hearts of anyone who'd ever loved.
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Hermione wiped her tears away as she slowed to a walk. "It's all my fault, I-I should have told him!"
"Told who, what?" Hermione started and turned around. Harry stood there against the tree arms crossed a worried look on his face. "You are one hard person to catch Hermione."
Hermione flew into his arms, "It's all my fault Harry! The prophecy! I-I was in it b-but Dumbledor said I co-couldn't t-tell you g-guys!"
"Hermione?! Calm down? What about the prophecy?"
Hermione took a deep breath and recited, "Powerful is the much loved witch with powers anew who aids in the defeat that devours the Dark Lord through."
Harry stared open mouthed, "Is that all?"
"That I know of, yes."
"Oh Hermione, you should've at least told us about your rise in powers!"
"I thought you would've noticed," she whimpered.
"Oh Hermione," Harry moaned and hugged her tightly.
"I'm sorry," she sobbed into his shoulder. And that was how Ron found them.
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Fred practically broke down the door in his rush to reach the kitchen. "Mum!" he cried out.
"Mrs. Weasley?" Angelina offered trying to help.
The plump women hurried out, "What's the matter?"
"Hermione's—gone," Fred got out between breathes.
"Mrs. Weasley gasped. "Ginny! Hurry dear, get your broom. You too," she added to Fred.
Fred, Ginny, and Angelina were ready to go in three minutes. "Good Luck dears," Mrs. Weasley wished kissing them all. With that the search party was off.
Ok so this one, not last one, is the important chapter. I'll try and update as soon as possible but it might not be till next month. I'll try though.
Useless fact: Little known, and even less appreciated, the United States actually has a mothers-in-law day.
Until the butter flys
Chilli
