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Chapter 13- Why Isn't There A Funeral?

The Middle of the Night

Hermione woke up in the middle of the night, remembering only that Death Eaters had killed Fred in her nightmare.

'Why would they want to kill Fred?' Hermione thought. 'It just didn't seem like any old nightmare. Maybe I should tell Fred.'

Hermione got dressed, and quickly wrote a note to Lavender and Parvati saying she went to find Fred so she could talk to him. She quickly (and quietly) walked to the boys dormitory, hoping she could use Harry's Invisibility Cloak and the Marauder's Map. She found them easily and left a note for Harry, explaining that she was using them to talk to Fred.

Hermione made her way into Fred's room and saw him sitting in front of his fireplace. She took off Harry's cloak and folded it as she walked over to Fred.

"Hi Fred," Hermione replied as Fred jumped and looked around.

"Oh, it's just you Hermione."

"I'm sorry I scared you," Hermione apologized. "But I had to talk to you."

"It's okay. But do you have to talk to me right now?" he asked.

"I do. I had a nightmare-type thing. About you. It was about Death Eaters killing you. It reminded me of last year when Harry had that vision about the snake biting your father. But I was just a spectator, I think. That's all I remember. I thought I would tell you first before telling Dumbledore or McGonagall. Oh, and speaking of Death Eaters, I forgot to ask you something earlier. When is my parents funeral?"

"Well, we should probably tell Dumbledore. Kind of surprising you had the dream. Or vision, or whatever you want to call it. If what you were dreaming is really going to happen. But it could be because you're parents were killed and you're worried about that happening to me. Hermione, I didn't want to tell you this about your parent's funeral because you were upset, but..."

"There's more?" Hermione asked.

"Well, there is more. I thought I'd wait until you had calmed down a bit before telling you this. I didn't want to make it worse, you know, but when the Auror's went to your house, they couldn't find your parents bodies anywhere. I guess they searched the whole house and found no sign of the bodies," Fred answered.

"Why would they take the bodies for?" wondered Hermione.

"Probably so the Auror's or the Ministry couldn't figure out how they died. I guess we'd better go tell Dumbledore about your dream now," Fred decided.

"I guess you're right," Hermione sighed.

They made their way up to Dumbledore's office, running into Snape on the way, who seemed really suspicious as to why Fred was with a student, apparently wandering around the school in the middle of the night.

"Weasley, why are you wandering around the school in the middle of the night with Ms. Granger?"

"She had a vision, kind of like the one Harry lad last year, so we're going to tell Dumbledore," Fred answered.

Snape turned to Hermione, before saying, "Did you tell McGonagall?"

"No, it's about Fred, so I thought I should tell him first," Hermione answered.

"Right. And how does Granger know where your room is?" smirked Snape.

"Ron told me," Hermione said quickly. "Since Fred and Ron are brothers."

"Lemon socks."

"What on earth is lemon socks?" demanded Hermione.

"Dumbledore's password," answered Snape. "Try paying attention to where you're going Granger. And she's supposed to be the smart one of the trio."

"Right. I knew that," Hermione said. As she realized that Snape may have meant the last sentence as a compliment, she added, "Did you mean that as a compliment Professor Snape? That I'm the smart one of the trio?"

"Are you going to go in or not?" asked Snape impatiently, not bothering to answer Hermione's question.

Hermione nodded as she followed Fred into Dumbledore's office.

"Mister Weasley and Miss Granger, what brings you two in here?" asked Dumbledore.

"Go ahead and tell him, Hermione," prodded Fred.

Dumbledore and Snape listened to Hermione explain about the dream she had.

"I didn't tell Professor McGonagall about the dream yet. I thought I should tell Professor Fred first. And Ron told me where Fred's room was," Hermione added hastily.

"You say that it reminded you of the vision Harry had last year," Dumbledore said slowly as Hermione nodded her head.

"I wasn't sure if it was just a dream and that I was worried because my parents died or if it could really happen. I just remember that Fred died. I'm sorry I bothered you Professor Dumbledore," Hermione explained quietly.

"It's alright Hermione. I think that it has something to do with your parents. What that is, however, I do not know. I know that you're rather concerned and upset right now, that Death Eater's could kill someone else you care about. I will have help from all of the professor's to learn why this is happening," Dumbledore said kindly. "Professor Weasley, please take Miss Granger back to the Gryffindor Tower now."

As they were leaving, they heard Dumbledore call out, "Take good care of Hermione."

"I will," Fred called back.

"Fred, I think Snape's figured out that we're together."

"Where would you get an idea like that?" asked Fred.

"I don't know. It just seemed like he knew something was going on. Unless Malfoy told him. Probably wants to get me in trouble or something."

Fred made sure Hermione made it to Gryffindor safely before going back to his own room. As Hermione went up to her dorm, Hermione thought about what Dumbledore had said to her.

'It seems like he was hiding something. But maybe he didn't want to say anything until he was sure about whatever's going on,' Hermione thought to herself.

A Few Hours Later

Hermione had managed to fall asleep with no problems at all- no nightmares or visions. Hermione made her way down to breakfast, but didn't want to tell her friends about her nightmare- not yet anyway. Breakfast passed by uneventfully, except for a hug from Fred, and smiles from most of the staff, except for Snape, who smirked at her.

"Why'd Snape smirk at you?" asked Ron.

"No clue. I hope you did your History of Magic essay, Ron. And if you didn't, you're not copying off me."

The rest of her friends giggled, knowing how Ron liked to copy off Hermione's homework. Ron, however, looked unhappy, at that thought. "Of course I did it. I'm not stupid enough to do something that'll get me detention with Percy. I'd rather have detention with Filch."

"That's saying something Weasel," said Malfoy.

"What do you want?" inquired Hermione.

"Snape told me to tell you that he wants to talk to you after Potions today."

"Why does he want to talk to me for? And why couldn't he tell me?" asked Hermione, sounding surprised. 'I'm all caught up in potions, so it couldn't be that, unless I'm trouble for dating Fred, but that wouldn't concern Snape.'

"He said that it was about something that happened last night and he didn't want to ruin his reputation by stopping at the Gryffindor table," Malfoy told her.

"Last night? Wha- Oh. I get it now. Okay. You can leave now," Hermione said. 'Snape must know something.'

Hermione excused herself and ran to the library, leaving everyone really confused.

"I'll explain later," she called as she left.