Chapter 2

Harry turned away from the note and the truck to see Fred and George standing a few feet away just standing and watching in silence. You two should probably go back and answer questions. , Harry said calmly, not looking into their eyes. You should too. , Fred said in a duh tone. No, I – I 'm leaving. , he said looking at his feet. What, George said. I think you hit your head a little TOO hard. I have to. Where are you going to going to go? I can't show my face to them after what I did., he said simply. I killed a girl. Harry, it wasn't your fault, Fred said grabbing him by the shoulders. The girl shouldn't have wandered into the street. Yeah, Fred agreed softly. Her mother should have been watching her more carefully. She didn't know any better, Harry shouted. She could've only been four! She was still a baby! Harry tore himself from Fred's grasp. This wouldn't have happened if I was watching the road! Harry turned his back to the twins. I think I will go to America. Maybe I am not as well known there. What about school, George asked. You haven't even started your sixth year. I will figure something out. , Harry said kneeling and looking around in the truck where the back seat was. What are you looking for, Fred asked kneeling next to him. My trunk. , Harry said not even looking up. I put a protection charm on it before I left school.

When Harry stood again, he had his wand in one hand and trunk in the other. We are most likely presumed dead, so you two should probably straighten this out before it's legal., Harry said beginning to walk toward the street again. We are going with you. , Fred said all of a sudden. We're what, George asked. We'll go with you. Are you sure, Harry asked stopping. What about the joke shop? It can wait. We can live in the shop we bought when we come back. Don't I get to have a say in my future, George asked indignantly. You don't want to come, Fred asked quizzically. Are you kidding? I wouldn't miss it for the world! So that was that. The three want to the street and Harry called the Bus. They boarded and Harry said goodbye to everything He knew and everything he missed. One Last Time.

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Hermione layed on her bed and stared at a picture of her Ron, and Harry. It had been almost eight months since the crash. Eight months since she had seen him. She still cried herself asleep thinking about him. All three of them had gone missing that day. She still remembered watching the car soar through the air. She could still see the little girl fall down when the edge of the bed hit her in the head. It haunted her dreams and thought's. But she knew they weren't dead. No. She knew because of the note that was on the wrecked truck. It eased her pain whenever she read it. A little. But it also made her mad. Why would he leave, she would think in frustration. All that he need's is here. Ginny took it almost as bad as Hermione did. Ginny had lost her brother's and a boy she had an insane crush on. But Hermione had definitely taken it the worst, she thought she loved Harry Potter. Ginny was almost able to come to terms with all of it while Hermione still felt like it happened yesterday.Ron grieved for maybe a month but was back to normal on the outside after that. Though it wasn't hard to tell it still bothered him. He started to act odd towards a few months after it all happened. He would blush if she complemented him, or he stammer if she hugged him. She couldn't figure out why he was acting so strange.Now it was January and hadn't seen, heard about, or spoken too Harry Potter. She kept the note that was on the car and the article that was in the prophet the day after the crash. The headline was : The Boy Who Lives Missing in Car Crash, 70 injured, 1 killed. She didn't read that as much as she did the note. A week before school started Dumbledore announced that Ron's family and Hermione's would be living at H.Q for protection against Voldemort. He also said that the adult's would home school them instead of them going to Hogwarts. Hermione knew that the only reason he was doing that was because Harry wasn't there to protect them. The Weasley parent's took it horribly calmly at first and slowly got depressed after that, until Hermione showed them the note. It didn't say anything about their children but it gave them hope. Mrs. Weasley cried all night long when she read it. She said because she was happy.

Then one day she came downstairs from Ginny and her room to find Dumbledore sitting at the table where they ate reading the tabloids. Hermione herself read nothing but novels and text books because she thought that the tabloids were trash. But seeing her headmaster reading them caught her way off guard. Hello Professor. She said eyeing him suspiciously from across the room. Hello, Ms. Granger. , he said not looking up from the magazine. Hermione watched hi the whole time she poured her orange juice. Do I have a booger, he asked looking up. Hermione choked. What! Oh no sir. Good. , he said chuckling. He stood up and left the magazine on the table. I have business to attend to. , he said. And walked down the Hall to Mr. Weasley's office. Hermione waited to hear the door open and close before she rushed over to the table and looked at the magazine. What she saw on the front cover made her jaw drop. Harry, Fred, and George were on a stage in a packed concert stadium. Harry had no shirt on and was holding an electric guitar, while Fred had spiked hair and was playing the base, AND George was playing the drums with his hair in a formal weird look. Harry was the only one with no shirt. She later guessed it was his gimmick. Harry had his at shoulder length and his left ear was pierced, plus his fingernails were black. He didn't look Goth but he looked completely different.

Hermione began to cry silently. They were okay. He was okay.

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She found out that they were in California where they happened to be on tour in their band The Marauders. Harry was lead singer, and the most popular member. Hermione planed to go to California and confront him, but she needed to figure out how she could do that. Her parent's weren't an issue. They were in Indonesia giving aid to tsunami victims. But the Weasley's would be harder to fool. So Hermione figured she would leave the magazine with the information and a not e that read :

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, I f you read the magazine below you will know that I am going to find the boy's and bring them back. Do not worry about me or them. I am sure they are fine. I will be too. See you soon!

Yours Truly Hermione Granger

Hermione turned away from the bed and made her way down the hall to the front door. It was midnight and everyone had gone to bed, except one. As she reached for the doorknob someone stopped her. She turned around fast wand ready. But it was only Ron. Whoa, he hissed. A bit jumpy, aren't we, he asked flirtatiously. No and what is your problem, She pulled her shoulder from his grasp. He got an irritated look on his face for a second but it quickly went away. I don't have a problem. And why am I being questioned when YOUR sneaking out at midnight? Because you are and because I feel like it. , she snapped. She had been acting mean towards him lately because he was being highly annoying. Hermione stomped on his foot and raced out the door.

When she got out she ran to the street and pointed her wand out. The bus stopped promptly and she got in. When she found her seat she looked out the window and placed a kiss on her hand and placed her hand on the window. Goodbye. For now