A/N: Again sorry, but please the more you review the more I'll think that I have to Update and the sooner I will. Once again if you review I'll remember to update Thanks and I hope you enjoy this chapter

Sweetpup

Disclaimer The Characters in this story are not mine, unless you do not recognize them, then they are mine. The plot of this story is mine, however I did get many of my ideas from the movie Laura Croft: Tomb Raider (the first one). Please read and review

Summary- Harry and Ron never met Hermione, who is one year younger than them (Neville is the third member of the trio lol). Harry and Ron are the two best Aurors that Britain has and are desperately trying to find a way to defeat and kill Lord Voldemort. They find a scroll that speaks about a way to kill the strong force of evil who would be a descendent from the Great Slytherin himself. This leads them on a adventure which takes them all around the world, they are forced to team up with old enemies and new friends.

Chapter Six

Hermione struggled to get up from the floor where she collapsed, but found her efforts hindered by the heavy weights of Harry and Ron lying on top of her. It was clear that neither boy intended on moving any time soon, and that just wasn't working for her. "Guys, get up" she complained, pushing on the closed one to her, giving Harry a shove she attempted to get up, but again. It was all in vain.

"No, too tired to move, fine where I am" came a muffled response from Harry or Ron, she really wasn't sure.

"Well it's not fine where I am; okay oxygen is becoming an issue," she gasped, "DRACO HELP ME," she said, finally freeing her arms and extending them outward for help.

"Fine, Hermy," Draco sighed as he grabbed his employers' hands and proceeded to drag her out from the pile of limbs and bodies. There were several groan and grunts of annoyance from Harry and Ron from being shifted. When Hermione was finally out of the pile it fell with a slight thump as the two fell back down to the ground. Hermione rose and walked over to Ron, plucking the amulet piece from his fingers, stood up examining it. "So what's the plan?" Remus questioned.

"Well first, I'm going to have a shower and change, you are going to put this," she placed the amulet in Remus's hand, "in the safe, and Draco you can start to work on this, make a copy too please." She said turning to Draco, pulling out a scroll from her bag, before escaping out of the room to her own.

"What should we do with them?" Draco asked Remus, looking down at the two boys who had fallen asleep in a heap on the floor.

"Leave 'em, they'll come to soon enough, maybe just in time to go out on another mission." Remus chuckled before heading off to complete his task.

Hermione rinsed the shampoo out of her hair, letting the warm water pound down on her, relaxing her, she knew it was the closes thing to sleep that she was going to get any time soon. Unlike the boys who were fast asleep on the rug in the living room Hermione's mind didn't shut off so well and quiet often she went through bouts of insomnia, particularly when she was in the middle of a 'case' like the one she was in the middle of now. Hermione exited the shower, she didn't want to but knew she still had work to do and the sooner it got done, the sooner she would be able to sleep.

Downstairs Harry slowly became aware of something kicking against his side, he opened his eye and as his vision cleared, he straitened his glasses and saw right in front of him a pair of black boots. He looked up and saw Hermione looking down at him, dressed in a pair of jeans and a red tank top; she had her hair piled up on her head. She crouched down to his level, when she moved he saw Ron dragging himself up the stairs.

"Morning sunshine" she said.

"How long have I been out?"

"Oh about 3 hours, snoring pretty well too."

"I don't snore" he replied turning on his back looking straight up at her.

"Sure ya don't, well any who, Dumbledore wants to talk to you he's…."

"Dumbledore! Where is he? Is he here? What does he want?" Harry questioned popping up, running a hand through his hair in a vain attempt to flatten it or at least make it look a little neater.

"Come on sleepy head this way" Hermione nodded head, indicating for Harry to follow her, she led him up the stairs and to the left, she pushed open the fifth door, "there you go, its Floo communication." Hermione closed the door behind her as her footsteps faded away down the hall.

Harry moved towards the couch that was situated in front of the fireplace and sat down, when he looked into the fire and saw the face of his long time mentor. "Hello Professor Dumbledore" Harry said to the floating head of his friend and mentor.

"Hello Harry, I hear from Hermione that you have recovered the first piece"

"Yeah we got it, right before Voldemort too, it was a close thing"

"But you got it Harry, and that's what matters, but I wanted to talk to you and how things are working out."

"You mean with working with Hermione and Draco"

"Yes Harry I mean working with them, I know you Harry and I know how you get, you don't trust people."

"Yes I do"

"Harry" Dumbledore said, in a scolding voice.

"Alright maybe, but its well justified, not like too many people come through for me" he ended in a hush tone. "But still, yes things are working out so far, even Draco seems to have actually changed, its remarkable.'

"Yes he has changed, but all of us have, just some more than others Harry, you have to remember that, and also that not all of them change for the better."

"What are you saying Professor, or what are you not saying?"

"Harry, I don't know for sure but I can tell you that you will come upon people that you know and they will have changed so drastically and not necessarily for good Harry and you may not be able to find the good in them anymore. I just want you to remember that."

"Professor what do you mean?"

"You'll see Harry, but for now keep working, I have to go now, but Harry you CAN do this." Dumbledore replied before vanishing from view, the large flames shrinking in size but jumping up as if they continually wanted to grow, to devour everything. Harry sat and stared at the flames, lapping up around the wood that fed them and wondered if maybe Dumbledore was wrong, if he could do thing and maybe Dumbledore was right that on this journey he would meet people he knew, but no longer knew. He had lost track of so many people that he really didn't know what to expect anymore, and he didn't like that at all.

Harry worried more than anything that this mission would take more people away from him, Ron his best friend. It seemed no matter what he did people got hurt and he didn't want that to happen to Ron, he would stand it if Voldemort took someone else from him…or anyone. Even Hermione, who he had just met worried him, he worried he wouldn't be able to protect her and he couldn't understand why that bothered him so much, he had just met her he should be worrying about her as much as he worried about Ron, even losing Draco worried him.

Harry knew that there was nothing he could do right now other than try to get ahead of Voldemort so he wouldn't run into him again. Harry stood up from the couch, took in a deep breath to calm himself and left the room shutting the door behind him.

The flames that shone so bright before withered away and with a hiss so unnaturally loud, as if the room had been filled with snakes went out causing the to become cold and dark, despite the warming sun and bright lights of the early morning filtering through the sheer curtains.

A/N: well I hope you like this again life is far too crazy right now for me to update as quickly and I well and you guys would like but I'm not giving up and this story is still coming. To those who want more with More Than One Type of Magic, Writers block god I don't…I'm so sorry but I am at a lose, I will try for the rest of the march break to write more and I am NOT giving it up it just might take some time sorry . but thanks for hanging in there you guys ROCK:)

Sweetpup