Hermione slammed her door shut and threw herself on her bed. She was mad at herself for losing control of her temper and composure, she was mad at Ron for arguing with her, and she was mad at Harry because he couldn't remember. She knew it wasn't his fault that he couldn't remember, but she was still mad. They were supposed to be married by now starting their own family!

Crookshanks jumped on her bed in hopes to comfort his mistress only to be pushed away when a knock sounded on outside her door.

"Go away Ron!" Hermione yelled. "I don't want to talk to you."

"That's good," Harry said from outside her door. "Can I come in?"

Hermione let out a breath and whipped the tears from her eyes. "I really want to be alone."

"I think it would be best if we talked this out now," he said trying to keep his temper away.

"I can't," Hermione whimpered from her bed.

Harry rested his hand on the door knob. 'So they all say I am a wizard' he though to himself. 'Lets see if I can get the bloody door open.' Harry began turning the door knob in his hand, concentrating on getting it open. After several minutes and lock popped open and Harry swung the door open. His heart broke when he saw Hermione curled up on her bed.

"Hermione," he said, unsure of what else to do he sat at the edge of her bed. Harry sat in silence for a long time, waiting for Hermione to say something. While he waited he glanced around the room. He smiled. He wasn't sure why, maybe it was because deep down he knew this is how Hermione's room was supposed to be, or maybe it was because he felt comfortable here.

The room was covered with red and gold making it look like the common room and dorm rooms in the Gryffindor tower. Two of the walls were lined with bookshelves that where packed full and various kinds of books. There was a large window on one of the walls that looked out over the back yard, and beneath it was a over stuffed window seat that looked enticing to Harry. The last wall was mostly empty besides the doors to the closet and a few pictures of Harry and Hermione hanging on the wall. Harry looked back over at Hermione to see her looked wide eyed back at him.

Harry gave her a weak lopsided smile. "What you said down there made a lot of sense."

"Harry, I don't want to talk about it," Hermione said wiping a few stray tears from her face.

"You don't have to talk, just listen," he said and walked over to the window. "When you said.....well yelled…all that stuff downstairs about me and you, it made sense to me. The last few days I have had these urges to do stuff to you, but haven't acted on them. I didn't know why I had them, but now I know," he said running his hands through his hair. "There have been times I've wanted to pull you in my arms and let you know everything was going to be okay, but it wasn't right. Earlier today I thought these feelings were just something I started feeling when I got here, I... I though you and Ron where together."

"Ron and I!" Hermione burst out with laughter. "What in the world made you think that?"

Harry turned around and looked at her. "I was on the stairs this morning before you came to get me. I heard you and Ron talking, and I noticed the ring. I just assumed it was from him."

Hermione looked down at the ring and smiled. "No, its from you. It was your mum's."

"So we were engaged?"

"No," she said looking up at Harry. "We are engaged."
Harry sat down on the window seat, rested his elbows on his knees and placed his head in him hands. "I don't think I am the same person I was when we where is school. Things happened to me when I was gone," he said looking down at the ground.

"What happened?" Hermione asked moving to the other side of the bed near the window.

"I haven't worked it all out yet. When I have I will tell you, but for now let's just not talk about it,"

"Can I ask two things?"

Harry looked up at her and nodded his head.

"I won't ask again until you are ready, but I just need to know. Did someone kidnap you? Or did you leave?"

"That is one of the things I am still working out, but I am pretty sure that I was taken,"

"I know you were," Hermione said quietly. "You once told me you would never leave me willingly, that the only way you would leave me is if someone took you away."

Harry scrunched up his face and rubbed his hands over his face. "If you are so sure then why did you ask?" he said trying not to get irritated with her.

"I had to hear it for myself. Ron thinks you left us."

"Why?"

"I really don't know, he won't talk about it, just says he can't believe you were taken from the hospital."

"I was in the hospital when I was taken?"

"I was in a coma at the time. I don't know what all happened, it was right after this war we were fighting in ended. I was hurt during it and you were sitting by my bed when everyone left that night, but when they came back the next morning you were gone. I awoke later that day."

"Merlin," Harry breathed and ran his hands through his hair. "What's the other question?"

"How did you get the door open? I had a very powerful locking charm on it."

Harry shrugged his shoulders. "I really don't know. I put my hand on it and just thought about opening the door, then it did."

Hermione smiled widely at him. "You always were good with wandless magic."

"So this whole wizard stuff is real?"

"Very much so. I guess I will have to help you remember all of that as well, I think that will come back to you a lot quicker. We can start on that first thing in the morning. I still have all our old books," she said happily.

"I need to know more Hermione,"

"I know, but I already explained that I can't,"

"Then what am I supposed to do? Just hope that I wake up someday and remember everything?"

"No," Hermione said quietly. "I think it would be good that we go to placed that meant something to you, and to us. We will go back to Hogwarts, Ron's family home; The Burrow, your aunt and uncles old home, your parents old home and a few other places."

"Do you really think that will help?"

"I'm not sure, but I hope it will. All we can do is try. If this way doesn't help any we will find a new way. I am not giving up on you Harry, I never have and I never will."

"How are you going to have time to help me? Don't you have to work?"

"No, I am on sabbatical."

"For how long?"

"For as long as I need."

"Oh," Harry said realizing she was taking time off because of him. He felt guilty, but this was her decision. Harry looked up at Hermione as something occurred to him. "What.... what if I never get my memory back?"

Hermione frowned slightly then turned her head to look at him. "There is one thing everyone knows about me Harry,"

"What is that?"

"I NEVER fail," she said with deadly seriousness.

Harry locked his eyes with hers. He didn't know why, but he believed her.

There you all go! I can't belive you all though I would turn this into a Hermione/Ron fic. I would never ever do that! Its so unnatural! This is all about Harry and Hermione. I hope you enjoy this chapter, I am trying my best to get a chapter out every Sunday, but I do have a life outside of writting fanfics, as does my beta. Again thanks for all the reviews, and thanks to my beta!