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This Chapter was really fun to write! I loved writing it! I really like the Chapter title to this one too.

This Chapter goes out to Jo (JK) Rowling, Harry Potter, and Neville Longbottom, who celebrated their Birthdays on July 31st. Jo is 39 and Harry and Neville are 24 years old! (they are only 16 in the books, but he was born in 1980 so that makes them 24!)

And a BIG THANK YOU, to Jo Rowling for telling us the title of the 6th book, Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince! (I known this for a very long time, but just never got around to thank Jo, so I did it now! Lol!)

Without Further ado...Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven: Damsel in Distress

Harry, Hermione, Allie, and Thomas stayed in the car for several more minutes. It was clear that Harry was thinking of a plan to get out. They surly couldn't stay inside the car, because the ghosts might come inside, and they couldn't go outside, or the ghosts would get them for sure...unless...

"I have an idea," Harry said, "I don't know it will fool the ghosts, but we ought try."

"Harry, what is it?" Hermione said.

"Do you remember the day when the Order came to get me from the Dursleys'" Hermione nodded. "Well, before we took off, Mad-Eye Moody put the Disillusion Spell on me and it— "

"Made you camouflage into the background!" Hermione finished his sentence, looking impressed.

"Yeah," Harry said. "So, do you think it will work?"

"Well, I think it will, but I don't think we'll be able to take your car."

Harry looked at the stirring wheel of his 350Z. As Hermione looked away, Harry bent over and gently massaged the wheel, "Don't worry, Rosie, I get you back." (A/N: I thought this was really funny, how guys talk to and name their cars...it's hilarious! Hehe!)

"Let's go guys," Harry grabbed a spare shirt from the back and put it on, making Hermione slightly upset. Harry, Hermione, and Allie performed the Disillusion charm on themselves, and Harry performed it on Thomas. (A/N: Remember, he is only 9, and he hasn't been to Hogwarts yet.)

They crept out of the car door, trying not to make it look too obvious. They quickly walked away from the car, making no noise. Harry could tell, by height, that Allie and Thomas were close to them, but where was Hermione?

"Hermione," Harry breathed, "where are you?"

"Over here," she whispered back, "I'm wearing heels, and it's really hard to walk, quietly!" Harry noticed that she was a several of feet behind from him. He followed the sound of her voice, and walked over to her.

"Hermione, put one hand around my neck," Harry ordered.

"What? Why?" Hermione asked.

"Just do it! Quickly, I think they found out that were not in the car," Harry whispered looking over at his car.

Hermione put her arms around his neck. A warm sensation swept Harry body, as she touched him. He quickly picked up Hermione's legs with one arm and placed the other one on her back.

As he picked her up, Hermione's heart beat fast. She could have let out a squeal of delight, but remembered that she was supposed to be quiet. She made a mental note to herself to squeal later.

Harry quickly walked over to the confused Allie and Thomas. "Mr. Potter, we are you! Where is Hermione?" Allie asked.

"I got her," Harry said. Allie's eyes widened; Harry Potter was carrying Hermione! "We have to get out of here," he said. He could feel the ghosts getting closer.

Their slow, carful walking soon turned into loud running.

"Harry, let me down," Hermione said. "I can take it from here."

"No, no," Harry said, taken aback. "I want t—I mean, you can't run in heels." Harry said quickly.

"Over here, we'll be safe here," Harry said

They ran all the way down to a big hill. Harry let Hermione down and lifted the Disillusion charm off of himself, and Hermione. Hermione looked down at her body, and soon realized that her arms were still around Harry's neck.

"Oh, sorry," Hermione said, immediately putting her arms down to her side.

The pair of them stood awkwardly. Harry, looking down at his feet, and rubbing the back of his neck, and Hermione, bitting her lip and gazing up at the sky.

"Er...well..." Harry said.

"Yeah...er...what do you think that we should do now?" Hermione said.

"Well, we have no means of transportation, and we can't apparenate, because the kids can't do it, so...it looks like we are going to camp out...Muggle style." Hermione sighed. "Unless..." He took out her wand, and pointed to the direction where the haunted mansion was, "Accio car!"

He looked at Hermione; she was smiling. "Harry, that was brilliant!" Harry shrugged.

"It was nothing," he said sitting down on a log.

"It was something," Hermione joined Harry on the log. "Incendio!" A flame appeared. "You were very impressive. I mean, I totally forgot about the Disillusion charm, and the Arnumous spell. How did you know ghosts would back away from heat?"(A/N: The spell causes heat, which makes the ghosts back off. Really corny...I know)

"Well, I remember an annoying, bushy-haired girl nagging me about it..." Harry said. Hermione smacked the side of his head. "What?" Harry asked smiling.

"Nagging was the only way to get to you and Ron...you know...I guess I should say that I was really impressive, rather than you. If it wasn't for my nagging...you would have never known the Arnumous spell." Hermione said playing with twigs.

"Well, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have remembered the spell...and you're head would be hanging in the living room!" Harry said cooly.

Hermione smiled, not knowing what to say. "Well...okay...I guess I did need you back there..." Hermione rolled her eyes. "I just can't believe that I was in Gryffindor." She went back to playing with twigs.

He looked at her, unsure of what she meant. "What do you mean? You didn't want to be in Gryffindor?"

"No...no...nothing like that, I loved being in Gryffindor," she said still playing with twigs. "It's just...I don't know...I guess, I'm not really that brave...It sort of made me wonder why the Sorting Hat put in Gryffindor."

"It put you in Gryffindor for me," Harry said.

Hermione looked up at him. "What?"

"Aunt Hermione! Can you help me lift the Disillusion charm off Thomas?" Allie cried.

Hermione stared at Harry for a few more seconds, and then got up. Harry sat on the log, looking deep into the flames. Bloody hell! I can't believe I said that out loud! He thought.

"Hi, Mr. Potter," Allie said.

"Please, Allie, Mr. Potter was my father. Call me Harry," he said.

"Okay, Harry," she sat down next to him. "Can I ask you a question?"

"You just did," he said smiling.

Allie rolled her eyes. "Okay, then...can I ask you two questions?"

Harry shrugged. "Sure, shoot."

Allie took a deep breath. "Do you like Hermione?"

Harry looked at her, shocked. "O-of course I like Hermione."

"No... 'like' as in like her more than just a friend."

Harry looked back into the flames, and didn't answer back. Do I? Do I like Hermione as more than a friend? Is it that obvious? Hermione is kind, generous, beautiful, polite, helpful, lovable, smart, compassionate—HOLD IT! Did I just say loveable?! I can't believe it...actually I can believe it...I'm in love with Hermione.

"Poetry," Allie said flatly, after Harry didn't answer.

"What?" Harry said bemused.

"Poetry," Allie repeated. "It should come from the heart."

"What are you talking about?" Harry said.

But Allie only shrugged, and walked off. A little poetry will help Hermione find out how much Harry cares for her. I hope Harry got what I was talking about. Let's just hope that the poem's not about Quidditch, Allie thought.

Harry's mind rambled. What was she talking about? 'Poetry, it should come from the heart?' Was it something about Hermione? Does Allie think I should write a poem for Hermione? I can't believe I'm getting love advice from a thirteen year old. I should give it a try...NO! I CAN'T! Hermione's with Ron! I should get over it! But what if I can't get over it... Harry was so deep into his thoughts, that he didn't hear his car approach.

"Harry, the car, it's here!" Hermione said.

Harry turned around, indeed his Rosie had arrived. "Great!" Harry said hurrying to his car. "Well...it's not like it's going to do any good...we still can't drive it."

Allie and Thomas groaned. "Don't you know any spells or charms?"

Hermione shook her head. "It doesn't work with Muggle stuff—"

"Hey, what's that?" Harry pointed to a muddy sign that was laying on the ground. He walked over the piles of dirt clots and weed. He bent down to the sign and took out his wand. "Scrougify!" The sign was clean.

Hermione, Allie, and Thomas walked over to Harry. "Fatty's Far Out Hotel-5 miles." Hermione read over Harry shoulder. "Your not thinking of staying at a Muggle hotel?"

"You want to go back to the mansion?" Hermione shook her head. "Okay...I guess we are going to stay at a fat hippy's hotel. We better get walking..."

Harry, Hermione, Allie, and Thomas dragged there feet down the road. None of them were up for walking at four o'clock in the morning.

"Hey, Al," Hermione said. "Don't you think your mum will be worried?"

"Yep," she said flatly. "But, she has one of those nifty clocks like Mr. Weasley, which show our pictures. Ours is probably facing 'Lost.' Now she'll think that you're an irresponsible adult." Hermione groaned. "But don't worry...she won't call the Navy until our pictures reaches 'Great Peril.' Hermione laughed.

"Well...you're mum will understand, but my boss at St. Mongos..." Groaning and yawning, they reached a four-way interception, with a rusty railroad track stretched across, west and east.

Allie and Thomas led they way followed by Harry, and Hermione who was far behind. Harry had offered to carry her again, but she refused. Harry noticed that Allie was smirking after he had said this.

Allie, Thomas, and Harry walked though the railroad tracks and onto the other side of the road. They kept walking until they heard a small yelp. Hermione had tripped on something, and was picking herself off the ground. She looked up at them, laughing. "I tripped!"

She got up and brushed herself off. She looked down at her feet, and pulled her left leg. "It's stuck," she said trying to break lose. "I think the hem of my pants are caught in the tracks." She bent down and tried to pull her pants free, but the thick thread had come loose and was tangled in the tracks. (A/N: I know there really isn't a such thing has 'thick' thread but...)

"Here," Harry said walking towards her, "let me help." He bent down and started untangling the thread. He was just making it worse. This was taking longer than expected. "Hermione, can't we just rip this part of the—" He stopped abruptly. Hermione's face showed a mix of shock and fear, as she looked to the right. She was breathing quite heavily, trying to speak, but couldn't.

A bright white light shown across Harry's face. The train was coming. Twenty feet. He heard a distant yells from Allie and Thomas. Hermione was clinging onto him for dear life, whimpering.

Fifteen feet. Harry was shot back to life, and he grabbed the bottom of Hermione's pants, and pulled. He could hear the him ripping.

Ten feet. Hermione was squeezing Harry's head in her hands tightly, making it hard to see. Rip. Rip. Rip. The pants were tearing fast, as Harry pulled hard on them.

Five feet. Hermione let out a shrill scream, and Harry felt a tremendous amount of wind blowing in his face. Rip! Hermione was free. Harry seized Hermione's legs and kicked off his feet.

Allie and Thomas were screaming for help on the other side. The train was charging by, blowing its horn, but Harry and Hermione couldn't hear anything. They rolled onto the road, clinging to each other, Hermione lying on top of Harry. I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead! Harry thought.

He opened his eyes to find that Hermione was holding him tightly with tears streaming down her face. "Hermione," he finally managed to say. "Hermione, it's okay." She opened her eyes.

"Oh my God," she breathed. "Oh my God! Harry! Oh my God! Thank you so much! Harry, thank you! Harry, thank you so much! You're my lifesaver!" She gave him a quick peck on the lips, and kept hugging him, and chanting 'thank you.'

Harry laid there, transfixed. Did she do what I think she did? Did she just...kiss me?! Okay...it was only a small thank you peck, but bloody Hell! I'm her lifesaver...sweet!

A/N: Another Chapter Done!! I'm going to Austin, TX today, and I want a lot of reviews when I get back!! So....Go REVIEW!! Not enough reviews, no updating!!

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-Ashley