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Black Roses
Prologue"My Lord, we've found her," spoke the tired messenger. He clutched his side as he regained his breath. He had run all the way across town to this room, bursting through the door with excitement.
Bright blue orbs shone across the room. The messenger stared at the icy orbs while a body appeared from the shadows. His pale skin glowed, complimenting the darkness around them. He wore a sour expression but his eye showed different.
"Are you sure it is her?" came his deep, silky voice.
"Yes, my Lord. We are positive. Our people have been following her for quite sometime now, and are sure it is her," he replied.
The dark Lord closed his eyes as if contemplating himself then opened them again. The hard expression disappeared, replacing it with relief. " You may leave now, tell them to stay on her. Don't ever let her slip out from your sights understand?"
"Yes my Lord. Oh one more thing, she is headed towards here," with a low bow he left, the dark lord was once again in the darkness.
He walked towards the big, arched window watching the clouds cover the bright full moon. Many thoughts flooded his mind, leaving him quite distracted. He heaved a heavy sigh, "You're finally coming home, my sweet Tria."
Hermione opened her eyes with a start; she looked around her surroundings as if they were foreign to her. She sat up right and smoothed out her hair.
"Hermione are you all right? You look a little pale," came the familiar voice.
Hermione looked across the compartment to where Harry sat. His emerald eyes showing deep concern. Hermione managed a nod and leaned her head back on the cushioned seat.
"Are you sure 'bout that Mione, you look awfully clammy," said Ron.
She turned to face him; he was sitting beside her holding a Quidditch Illustrated magazine.
"Ye…yes, I just had a night mare, that's all. Not to worry," she smiled weakly.
"All right if you say so," with that he returned back to the magazine.
Hermione closed her eyes but opened them again when she felt someone's eyes on her. "Really Harry, I'm quite fine there's nothing to worry about," Hermione reassured.
"I know it's just that …you were talking in your sleep," said Harry with concern in his eyes.
"More like shouting, I was beginning to think you were possessed," added Ron, who had now put down the Quidditch magazine and joined their conversation. Hermione looked form Harry then to Ron with confusion.
"What are you two talking about? I don't talk in my sleep," said Hermione and by looking at their expressions she wasn't so sure anymore. Was she talking in her sleep?
"Uh, yeah you were, I was going to wake you up but you were already up," said Ron, he looked at Harry who still had a worried look.
"It's not just that you were talking, but you were speaking in a whole different language," added Harry.
A/N: Oooh, cliffhanger…I wonder what will happen next. I guess in order for you guys to find out is to review me so I'll write the next chapter. So review, it's good for the author's soul. Oh, thanks to my lovely beta dreamingmaggie.