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Hermione woke drenched in sweat. It was 3 am She knew she'd been screaming again. Every night the dreams were worse and more realistic. As much as she tried to convince herself that they were just dreams that meant nothing the Harry screams and pain would not leave her haunted thoughts. She knew these dreams were more than that and as much as she hated divination that she was having visions of what could happen to Harry. She hoped so much that she was wrong but she knew that if she didn't help Harry something terrible was going to happen to him.

She finally gave up on sleep and decided to go for a walk to clear her head. This was the worst it had been and even the memory of the dream sent a shiver up her spine. These dreams had come every night since she had left him two weeks ago. The memory of their conversation that day made her feel instantly sick and brought tears to her eyes. What if her dreams had already happened? Would Remus have contacted her? Could she save him anyway? Would she ever see him again? Was that horrible conversation to be their last?

Hermione collapsed and sat on the path sobbing. If it hadn't been 4 in the morning her parents would have come and found her, but they had no idea just how little Hermione had been sleeping while she had been "home". They were to overjoyed to have their baby home to notice how unhappy she was or her lack of appetite. Everything reminded her of Hogwarts and Harry and she simply could not bear the memories. She spent all her time in her room that she used to love but now she felt trapped, isolated and suffocated by it and anything she saw.

She knew she had to contact Harry and fast but how? She didn't have an owl and Hedwig was confined to Lupin's house. He had a rule about owls flying around unexpectedly. Desperately she tried to think of a plan but there was simply nothing she could do unless she left her parents, which she knew she couldn't do. She hadn't even been able to bring herself to tell them about him for the first six months they were together. It had hurt them unbelievably to find out that their little girl was growing up. If she told them she had to leave them in the only time they saw her all year, they would never forgive her. She loved them so much and didn't want to hurt them but she was becoming increasingly sure that Harry's life was at stake. She knew that they hadn't even noticed the state she had been in since she'd arrived because they still didn't want to see their baby as old enough to have a true love. She also knew that if she told them about the dreams they wouldn't believe her and would think she was over exaggerating things again and just missed him. While dealing with that would have been almost unbearable this was worse. She had to know that she had at least done something to save the person who had got her through all her worst times. Even if she was too late she knew she would never get over the guilt if she didn't try to help him. Would the guilt be worse if she hurt her parents to the point of no return or if she let him fall beyond recovery?

If she wanted to try and save Harry she had to break her parents heart and ruin her family's relationships forever, some thing she knew that she would regret no matter what. But did she even know that Harry wasn't in danger already? What could she do anyway? Would she ever recover if she ignored her dreams and something happened to him? Could he deal with it himself? Why hadn't he owled her? Hermione was in a situation worse than she had ever been in and she had no idea what she could do. It was the toughest decision she would ever face, the love of her life or the love of her family?