A/N: Hey guys, I'm back again. No my basher did not deter me from writing. I'm happy to announce, I have another page-page and a half and the story is complete. If you have any questions, please let me know so I can try and clear them up. I don't want to leave too much hanging. I do explain Destany's significance, some things on Harry's past, Peter's relationship gets discussed, there's some Snape bashing by the marauders…uh, if there's anything you would like to see, please let me know also. I'm all for trying to write things in my constructive reviewers like to see. Now onto the addressing of my reviewers.

WritingjustforfunI'll make sure I try and write Moony in more. Unfortunately, I seem to favor Sirius and James…mostly because I see them as the jokers and pranksters and that's more of my personality, so it's easy to write. I'll try and work more with Moony though. ;) Also, thank you for sticking up for me to my basher. It meant a lot. Knowing you defended me, I knew you really liked my story and I generally think my writing is..how did "anonymus" put it…"craptacular"

StellabluActually, I don't know why they all have red-velvet arm chairs. I just like that description I guess, lol! There is no significance. That's just how I see the room in my mind. I just explained about Destany above, so I will not mention that again. I will say again that Harry and Hermione do have a 'moment' towards chapter 30.

And now the address I'm sure you're all waiting for:

To my 'anonymous' reviewer: who I also refer to as, my basher. My first reaction to you was to wince. My second was I was laughing so hard, I almost got a detention from my computer teacher. Thank You for lighting up my day. First, you do not need to explain to me about the Hero complex. I understand that Harry Potter is a tragic hero (yes I did pay attention in English that day). I don't need it spelled out to me. Just because Sirius died and I understand why, before you pointed it out to me-thank you very much (note the sarcasm), does not mean I have to like it. Sirius is one of my favorite characters and I was sad to see him go. I also like Sirius because my personality matches his, so it was easier to write Sirius in than stick with Remus a lot. I also want to note that I will not waste my time checking out that site because of your rudeness. If you were to bash me with more class, then maybe I would check it out. You could have made a much better insult. Whatever happened to Shakespearean insults? Thoust writing is so bad, you burn my eyes out. Something better! I could at least respect you for something like that. Though I do like the word craptacular and I will add that to my dictionary. I never claimed to be an English major and really, I don't want to. If I'm going to look at a story and only see errors like you, I'd much rather have craptacular grammar skills. I did not want to name the chapter "Platform 9 34" the staff changed the slash on it. It should have read Platform 9 ¾, but as I said, the setting on the posting process take out the slash. Not my fault and you would know that if you ever posted a story. I have "unbelievable" dialog because life is too boring if people talk the same way and I do not picture all adults stuffy like you apparently do. I do not want to reveal my whole plot line at one time. Hence why I don't clarify everything, and obviously you're stupid because no one else had a hard time figuring out what I mean for unspoken comments and other things in the dialog. If you're going to continue to bash me, please don't. I accept and welcome criticism, and bashing for that matter, but do it with class and style. Do not assume I'm retarded either. I have pretty darn close to a 4.0 GPA, I'm smarter than you obviously make me out to be.

BookWormThank you for reading and thank you for standing up for me. I feel loved.

DarkoneThanks for sticking up for me, but I don't really need it. You know that. I can fight my own battles.

Onewhoknowsmebestthat is so true. Thanks for FINALLY reading something!

Now, that all of that is said: Onto the story! (everything in italics and between are flashbacks)

Chapter 23- Hermione?

June 28

Hermione stood in Diagon Alley outside of Fred and George's joke shop called Weasly's Wizarding Weezes. It was her last day at the Burrow before she had to go home. Fred and George had invited her and his family to come and take a tour of the shop. She had to admit, Fred and George did a better job than she ever thought would be possible. She only wished that Harry could have been there to see it. Then again, she shouldn't be surprised they did a good job. Jokes were the only thing they ever really excelled at.

"Hermione?" She turned and saw Professor Lupin standing behind her.

"Professor Lupin," She greeted, "How have you been?"

"Hermione, I'm not your teacher anymore. Please, call me Remus," He reminded her for the hundredth time.

"Sorry. It's habit," She said and Prof-Remus, smiled.

"How have you been?" He asked, glancing quickly over at the twins' shop.

"OK. How is everyone at the Order?" Hermione asked him.

"They're all as good as can be." He responded, looking sadly at her. Hermione nodded in understanding.

Mrs. Weasly, Ron, and Ginny walked out of the shop and over to the pair.

"Hello Remus." Mrs. Weasly greeted.

"Hello Molly," Remus returned. Before anymore formalities could be said, someone ran through the crowd of people, looking terrified.

"Are you alright?" Remus asked the woman, looking at her concerned. The woman grabbed Remus's robes and said "Death Eaters."

"Where?" He asked urgently.

"Oh dear. Children, we must"

"Why, if it isn't Remus Lupin," A Death Eater said from behind the group. Remus turned to face the voice. Mrs. Weasly gathered the children around her and looked for somewhere to run for cover.

"Masify Bungald," Remus said, pulling his wand from he tattered robes. Then all chaos broke loose. Wizards dueled everywhere. Some cowardly ones ran off, trying to escape Voldemorts much feared henchmen. Screams rang throughout the once-pleasant air. Blood was spilled on the ground from both sides, but most from the scrambling wizards trying to run away. Order Members began to arrive along with the ministry's aurors. Mrs. Weasly grabbed the children and ran through the crowd, hoping to get everyone to safety. Hermione was running with the group and it was hard to stay as a unit when you were working through the mass of scared wizards and dueling.

Hermione was shoved away form the group and lost sight of them almost instaneously. She kept moving with the mass of people, hoping to find the weaslys. She tripped on a loose cobblestone and fell to her hands and knees. People scrambled around her and none stopped to make sure she was ok. She moved slowly out of the way so she would not be stepped on and rested a moment, wondering if it was what a stampede felt like.

"Filthy Mudblood." A voice said.

Hermione looked up and saw a wand pointed directly at her. She had nowhere to run and nowhere to go. She instinctually held her hands up over her head and curled into a protective ball, knowing it would not do any good.

"Expellimus," Another voice said. She expected to have been hit with it, and after a moment, she glanced up and saw the Death Eater was gone. She looked up and saw him crumbled to the ground. It was obvious he hit the building behind him, hard. Hermione looked towards where she heard the voice and gasped.

Not even five feet away from her stood Harry Potter.

Hermione was sure she was imagining this. Her brown eyes had to be wider than saucers and her mouth was wide open in shock. She wanted to rejoice, to scream, to hug him, to dance, to sing, anything, but she was frozen in place, staring at her best friend. They looked at each other and Hermione looked into his familiar emerald green eyes and saw an odd look there.

"Harry?" Hermione finally was able to say. She slowly stood up before him.

"I don't-" He started and was interrupted by a flood of memories.

Seeing Her in second year, Petrified

Her smiling back at him

He was in third year again, standing close to her in confusion as she used her time turner so they could save BuckBeak.

Hermione laying unconscious in the Ministry of Magic

First year Hermione standing in the entryway of the train, stating in her know it all voice "I am Her-"

"Hermione?" Harry said, with the memory. She nodded and she saw a look of confusion cross his features.

"Harry-" She started to say, but someone ran into her again, forcing her to loose visual contact with him.

Harry went to go and make sure he was ok, but someone grabbed his arm.

"Come on kid." The man said, and dragged him away. Harry reluctantly followed, and looked over his shoulder at Hermione; he could see her looking around frantically, trying to find him. He went to call for her, but before he could form the words, he was gone from the mass of terror, and back in the all too familiar house.

"Let go of me." Harry said slowly. His emerald eyes fiery with fury. The death eater only grabbed his arm tighter and pulled him away. Harry tried to struggle out of the grip, but it was no use. The man had him too tight. They walked back in the home and the man shoved Harry into his room and closed the door behind him. Harry ran over to it and tried to open it. It was locked.

He growled in frustration and reached into his pocket for his wand and found it was gone. He silently cursed himself and sat down on the bed, trying to think how he could get back to Hermione.

Hermione looked frantically around for Harry. He was nowhere to be seen. Everyone had scattered, leaving her deserted in the normally bustling city. She looked back at where Harry was standing and saw his wand laying there, evidence he was really there. She walked over to it and picked it up. She silently promised she would make sure it got back to him, along with Hedwig.

"Hermione!"

Still holding the wand as if it were glass, she turned around to see Ron running towards her.

"Hermione, are you alright? We were worr-" Ron stopped dead in the middle of his sentence when he saw what she held.

"He saved me." She said, looking into Ron's shocked eyes.

"He's really alive." Ron said, dumbfoundedly. Hermione smiled and nodded.

"We have to tell Remus, James, and Sirius!" Ron said, still not completely over his shock.

"They're here? I knew Prof-Remus was." Hermione said and Ron nodded.

"Come on, we have to find them!"

The duo ran off to find the adults, marveling in the damage. Hermione slipped Harry's wand in her robe pockets for safe keeping, keeping her hand on it so she did not loose it. After all, it was her only connection to him.

There was literally no one in Diagon Alley anymore. It was like walking through a ghost town. Windows that were usually perfect and filled with items were now broken and shards of glass littered the streets, some buildings had holes in them. They past the medi-wizards from St. Mungos and other wizarding hospitals, collecting the dead and the wounded from both sides. The two friends walked along in silence until they found Sirius and Remus standing aside, talking about Order information. Ron and Hermione approached them. The adults stopped talking and looked at them.

"Are you ok?" Sirius asked, looking at Hermione then Ron.

"We're fine. The question should be, are you ok?" She asked. Sirius's robes were torn in several places. He had a cut on the side of his face and blood flowed out of it, making it look worst than it really was. He looked weary and so did Remus. Remus did not fair no worst. His arm was cut and bleeding on the upper portion by his shoulder that ran down half way to the elbow. It looked painful and Remus held his arm across his chest as if it was strapped into a sling.

"Just a scratch." Sirius said, brushing off Hermione's concern.

"Did you need anything?" Remus asked. Hermione nodded.

"Is James around? I think he should hear this too." Hermione said. Remus looked at her questioningly and Sirius paled.

"Don't tell me you're pregnant!" Sirius said, hurriedly.

"I'm not pregnant." Hermione said, looking at Sirius in disgust. The man looked relieved, and she thought Remus did too.

"I saw James earlier. He's busy working. It would be best not to bother him." Remus said, and Hermione thought he spoke from experience.

"OK, I know you will think I'm crazy at first, but please keep an open mind. When the attack started, I got separated form the Weasly's. I was cornered by a death eater-"

"Are you sure you're ok?" Remus asked, looking genuinely concerned. Hermione nodded and he looked her over closely before she noticed relief flooding over his features. She knew Remus, Sirius, James and Lily had pretty much accepted her as their daughter as they all treated Harry like he was their son, but she was surprised they were that worried about her.

"I'm fine because Harry saved me." Hermione said, and both adults looked at each other. Hermione pulled the wand out of her pocket and handed it to Sirius.

"Hermione, where did you get this?" Sirius asked, recognizing who the wand instantaneously.

"I told you. Harry saved me. Someone grabbed him soon after and he must have dropped it." Hermione recounted. Remus looked at Ron.

"Did you see-"
"I wasn't there." Remus looked uncertain.

"We should" Remus started to say, but Sirius cut him off.

"Tell Lily and James."

"Sirius, we have to have more informa-"

"Moony, you know what I know. Harry's body was never found. Don't it seem convenient?"

"I still think we should-"

"Moony, that's the problem. You think too much." Sirius argued. Remus looked down at the ground. "You yourself admitted you saw someone who looked just like Harry the other day. How do you know it wasn't him?"

"I don't know." Remus said quietly.

"Remus, it's worth checking into, isn't it?"

"But isn't it wrong to get their hopes up? James had finally stopped living on autopilot. Lily's still depressed, but she's beginning to accept it. It would be wrong of us to give them false hope."

"I know I saw him!" Hermione said, surprised Remus Lupin of all people would not believe her. He was starting to sound a lot like Snape in that respect.

"Hermione, it could be you saw someone who looks like Harry and"

"Come on Remus! You know its bull. If you don't think we should tell Prongs and Lily yet, then fine. I can live with that. But could you live with yourself Remus, if we did not check this out?"

"Hermione let us handle this. May I have Harry's wand so we can tell"
"Wait." Ron said, speaking up for the first time. "You can turn to a dog. Can't you smell him if we took you back there?" Ron asked. Everyone looked at Ron in shock. "What?" He asked.

"RON! You're a GENIUS!" Hermione squealed. Ron Grinned.

"I am?"

"Come on." Sirius said and they walked back to where Ron and Hermione came from, hurriedly. When they got there, the group looked around to make sure no one was there, and Sirius turned into Snuffles and walked around the area, sniffing the ground as he walked.

Everyone watched and Hermione felt anxious. What is Remus is right? What if I imagined it was Harry? But how does it explain the wand? She wondered.

Sirius finished sniffing around and trotted back towards the group. Remus and the others checked around again and Sirius changed back into Sirius.

"Well?" Remus asked.

"The old nose was a bit rusty, it took awhile, but yes, Harry's scent is here."

Hermione felt a flood of relief wash over her.

"I apologize, Hermione." Remus said.

"I understand." She said.

"Let's alert Dumbledore for sure Padfoot. I don't know if we should mention anything to James yet. He might try and do something stupid." Sirius nodded in agreement, but looked uncertain. Like the agreement did not sit well with him. Hermione handed Sirius the wand.

"For further evidence." She explained. Sirius smiled at her.

"Thank you." He said.

The two marauders left the kids alone in search of Dumbledore.

"Come on Hermione, moms got to be freaking out." Ron said. Hermione nodded and followed Ron.

Hold on Harry. She thought. We're going to find you.