A/N: Hmm…Luna is in the lead with two votes for her and two votes against her. I don't know if that should mean she is back at zero or what. Keep the votes coming for your character or if you don't want Ron to get married at all. That's just an update. Thanks for the reviews!

Chapter: No matter where I run, he always finds me

I stepped through the hole into the common room.

Harry rested his head in his hands and was staring into the fire.

"Harry…"

"Hmm?"

"Harry, what is wrong?"

"Nothing."

"It doesn't seem like nothing."

"Just drop it."

"No I won't." I answered with conviction.

Harry looked at me with a surprised look on his face.

"Harry I care about you. I know some thing is wrong, why won't you tell me?"

"It's nothing."

I looked at him. He looked back at me. "All right, it is just something Lupin and Tonks said."

"What did they say?"

He wet his lips. "Well, I told them I wanted to fight Voldermort and they told me not to. Lupin told me to go back here and protect you and Ron. He told me that the bravest thing to do was to not fight at all. Like my mother did."

"Oh Harry."

"Even though I want to fight him. I have to know when I should and shouldn't fight him. I have to remember what she did for me. She gave her life for mine. I can't throw my life away after all that she did for me." His eyes began to tear. "This time I will leave it up to Dumbledore."

I wrapped my arms around him. "Oh Harry."

He put his head on my shoulder.

The portrait swung open and Ron fell in.

"RON!" I shrieked.

He began to cough. "I am okay."

"You should go back to bed."

He continued to cough.

Harry approached us. "Here let me help you up the stairs."

Ron looked up at him. Harry and I helped him to his feet.

"Get well soon." I smiled.

"Oh, now you are nice to me." Ron retorted.

"What do you mean?"

"You are the one who left me alone out there!"

"You were being an ass when I was trying to help you!"

"Me being an ass! You are the one who left a sick boy out in the cold, made to walk the long walk back to school by himself."

"Don't be so dramatic, you are 16 aren't you? You should be able to take care of yourself."

"Guys, stop bickering!"

I turned to Harry. "But…"

"Just stop. Come on Ron I will take you upstairs."

I took my seat in my favorite chair. The fire flickered in front of me. I wonder how things are going? I just hope nobody gets hurt. I stared at the fire a bit more. I watched the small ashes fall to the bottom as they gave off an orange glow. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs so I quickly turned my head only to find Harry. His hands in his pockets and looking as cute as ever.

I smiled.

He sat down next to me.

"He will try to come find me. No matter what happens with Dumbledore."

"He won't get you while you are here."

"Yes he will."

"How?"

"Think about it. He is scared of Dumbledore so he would never attack me when he is around. So, he makes Dumbedore and an assortment of teachers go somewhere outside the school which then leaves me unprotected.

I gasped. "Do you really think he would try to get you now?"

"If he wants me badly he will."

"S-Smart kids-s, you really are s-smart." A cold voice said from behind them.

Harry spun around. I could only guess who it was.

"Hermione, get outta here!"

"S-She can't."

"Why can't she?"

"S-She has-s nowhere to go."

I looked around. Suddenly the room had become dark.

"What is going on." I felt myself hit the cold ground.

"We are being transported somewhere." Harry responded in a calm voice.

I felt my hands begin to shake. What is he doing here? Where is Dumbledore? I hope he doesn't hurt us. I don't know what I would do if he killed Harry. Oh please Harry don't die. Don't die.

Dumbledore wiped his forehead. "I have not done this in awhile."

Prof. McGonagall looked toward him. "I was not expecting this today."

I don't think any of us did." Snape placed his wand into his coat.

Dumbledore made the door swing open. "The dark lord can be frightened easily. He is afraid of me so he runs and makes his death eaters fight."

"He-who-must-not-be-named is a coward." Snape stepped past Lupin and continued his walk toward the school.

"Did Harry return?" Dumbledore's tired eyes fell upon Lupin and Tonks.

"As you predicted." Tonks replied.

"We sent him back to school along with Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley."

"Professor Dumbledore, do you think Harry is still in danger?"

"Do you think Lord Voldermort was hiding from us to attack Mr. Potter?"

"Would he be able to get into the school?" Lupin asked with fear in his eyes.

"Reamus, if the dark lord has found young Potter, he would be able to hold him off for a period of time."

"Aren't you worried about his safety Albus?"

"Of course I am but we don't know for a fact whether or not he is looking for Harry."

"But are you going to leave the chance open. If we do not protect the boy there is a chance he could very well be facing off with him now."

"Reamus…"

"I am going to check to make sure. I can't let the son of two of my friends die like that."

"Reamus, we understand your concern. We all care deeply for Mr. Potter and would not want anything to happen to him. But we can't charge up there just yet because there is a chance that the dark lord is lurking and is waiting for us to lead him to Harry."

"Are you telling me to sit around while Harry is in danger?"

Dumbledore pressed his lips together.

"I am sorry headmaster but I can not do that."

Lupin swiftly turned around and ran in the direction of the school.

Dumbledore placed a hand on his forehead as McGonagall waved goodbye to Tonks.

"What if Reamus is right Albus. What if he has already found Mr. Potter?"

"He has."

McGonagall's eyes widened. "What?"

"He already found him."

"How…what…Albus we should help him."

"Yes I know, but I don't want the whole world to know that the dark lord made his way into our school. The parents would be furious and would pull their children from school. I don't want that to happen so I think we should keep it between us."

"So what are we going to do?"

"Get Fawkes, and then help Harry."

"Are you sure taking your time id the best move?"

"I believe so. I have the highest faith in that boy. He has done it before, he will do it again."

Prof. McGonagall locked the gate to Hogsmeade. "Incredible boy, Harry is. I can expect so much from him." She smiled.

"I think we all can."

McGonagall's small frail hands folded and rested against her legs as she walked.