A/N: This chapter is pretty confusing with the names. Please don't stop reading though!

WindGuardian87: Well, Hermione and Mya are together now. Harry won't appear again until the next chapter. But there are still a few chapters before he sees both of them. But it won't be a long wait…hopefully.

Surrounded By Idiots: Thanks for the review. No, Jason did not say anything to Hermione about bumping into Harry. That phone call was their last for…a while. Well, this chapter should answer the question about if the girls will find Hermione. I am so sorry but I can't tell you what the outcome will be though. It would kind of ruin it…LoL. Oh, and I'm sorry if I made it look like Jason is a pervert. He's really not. He's just really flirty (I guess in ways that could be interpreted as a pervert) but he loves Hermione to death…so…yeah…
Sarah: I enjoyed your review. Long ones make me feel special! Anyways, on with your questions. Hermione's reaction was just confusion. I'm sorry if I didn't make that clear. But the reason that they couldn't tell the difference was that the reception was really low and they couldn't hear each other that well. It's weird…I know. Hehe.

Wytil: Yeah, it should be fun; but confusing at the same time. I hope you don't get too confused though. LoL.

Thank you all for reviewing!

Mya and Anna walked down the crowded bridge that led to the camp. They both looked over it in awe. It was beautiful. Little tents were scattered on a vast green hill that was surrounded by a beautiful lake. In the middle, there was the recreation center, complete with a dining area. Around the outside portion of the hill, there was a sports area with a tennis court, basketball court, etc. Finally, at the edge of the lake, there was a beautiful gazebo with a bonfire area next to it.

They were both so amazed that they hadn't even realized that they had reached the end of the bridge. A funny looking man greeted them.

"Good morning, kids," he said, "I am Mr. Roland, the camp manager. I'm going to measure your height and weight."

Kids lined up one by one at the scale.

"24 kilos…good, next," he said, dismissing one child and calling another, "32 kilos…good, next. 80? What kind of kid is this?"

He looked up to see who was standing on the scale and looked straight at Anna.

"Hey!" he yelled at the startled Anna, "Who are you?"

"Me?" she asked at she stepped off the scale, "I'm a…babysitter, if you will."

"Whose babysitter?"

"Hermione Potter's babysitter. Who are you?" she said, knowing fully well who the man was.

"Mr. Roland," he said, "Camp Manager."

"Okay," she said, as she turned to walk away.

"Wait," he said, "No adults are allowed in this camp except me and my staff."

"Oh, really?" she said sarcastically, "So should have let Hermione come alone?"

"This is going to take some time," he muttered to himself.

Mya, meanwhile, was asking around for Hermione.

"Have you seen Ms. Hermione?" she asked a small boy of about five.

The boy made a small gesture showing he hadn't heard her. Apparently, he couldn't talk.

"Ms. Hermione!" Mya said a bit louder, thinking the boy might also be deaf.

He motioned for her to come closer.

"What?" she asked, but before she could get another word out, the boy just ran away.

"Strange," she mused, as she walked aimlessly down the paths that made up the camp.

Suddenly, she stopped. She saw her.

There she was, dressed in fitting blue jeans, and a white tank top. Her long, brown hair flowed in small waves down the center of her back. She was handing out lollipops to the kids that came to her. She was beautiful, and Mya knew she had found her.

Mya approached her just as her last lollipop had been handed out.

"Oops," she said, "Sorry, I don't have any more left. What's your name?"

"Hermione, but everyone calls me Mya," Mya answered, staring absentmindedly at Hermione. (A/N: Ah, I know this is confusing, but bear with me!)

"Hey! That's my name too!" Hermione said, "What's up?"

"Why is your name Hermione?" Mya said, still staring at her.

"Um, perhaps my parents liked that name," Hermione said at the weird question, "Why is your name Hermione?"

"Perhaps my parents like you," she said before walking away and leaving a very confused Hermione sitting there alone.

As she got up, Anna walked past her muttering something to herself about Mr. Roland. However, she doubled back and walked up to Hermione. She took one look at her, smiled, and walked away. This made Hermione even more confused.

That night, Hermione got up to go for a little walk around the premises. She saw the same little boy that Mya had been talking to counting something. She decided to go up to him and see what he was up to.

"Counting stars?" she asked.

The boy just looked at her and then went back to what he was doing.

"Counting stars?" she asked a little bit louder this time.

He did the same thing as last time.

"He just doesn't talk," she said to herself, as she started to walk away.

"Dear, God," Mya said, at the edge of her bedside, praying, "How are you? Please keep Daddy happy and see that he doesn't miss me too much. You know he can't do anything without me. Okay…"

"I caught you," Hermione said, as she walked in.

"Oh!" Mya said, turning around and sitting on the bed, "Hi, Ms. Hermione."

"All those prayers are for your dad?" she asked, "Nothing for your mom?"

"Why should I ask God for anything for Mommy?"

"Why not?"

"She's with Him," Mya said, "Whatever she wants, she can ask for herself."

Hermione's face dropped. Tears started forming in her eyes. However, Mya kept a smile on her face. She picked up a picture of Ashley and hugged it towards her.

"Hey," Hermione said, holding back her tears, "You should sleep now. Sweet dreams."

As Hermione started to walk out, Mya glanced again at her mother's picture. Then she went to sleep, with it hugged across her chest.

A/N: Is it getting more interesting? Tell me, please!.::Makes pleading face::.