A.N. I apologize to all of you who were waiting for an update on this. I just needed to take a break from fanfiction was all? I was getting kinda burnt out. But now I'm back and I have brought another chapter with me.

Disclaimer: If you recognize it, it isn't mine.

I was breathing heavily as we tore through the torch lit halls. The horrid smell of over-used sewers floated up to my nose and I fought the urge to gag. Snape's words however rung true, I would rather loose what little was in my stomach than my head.

"Bugger me," Ron whispered, bringing his hand up to his mouth.

Normally I would scold him for such language, but the exact same words had been running along in my head holding daffodils and looking innocent. I managed a disapproving stare in my distress. We ran until we came to a drop off, the corridor seemed to end and there was this hole in the floor. Ron dropped my hand and moved forward to look. He knelt by the hole and picked a stone out of the floor and tossed it down into the hole. It was dark and dank and I certainly couldn't see down into it. I wrinkled my brow in displeasure when instead of hearing a clank of stone hitting something solid, I heard a distinct plop, there was water at the bottom.

"He said to keep going down. You think he meant this far down?" Ron asked.

"We don't have much choice, we can't go back. Who knows what could be going on? Or who could be waiting for us?" My logical side seemed to just slide into place without me even knowing it.

Ron swung his legs over the edge and started to lower himself down. I watched anxiously from the side line as he slowly slipped farther down. I nearly rushed for him when I heard him hiss. "It's cold."

Then I heard it. Footsteps. Someone was coming. I turned to look down the corridor and saw a figure in a black cape with a mask covering their face marching towards me. I reached for my wand on habit, only to remember it wasn't there. I backed up and grabbed Ron's shoulder. "Ron!"

My companion turned around gazing into the masked face. In a split second he grabbed my waist with one arm and released his hold on the ledge with the other and we both fell into the water that we now discovered had a current. My feet were swept out from under me as the fowl water dragged me under the surface. I opened my mouth to scream and the water only filled my mouth. I was struggling for oxygen, my squeak of surprise when he had grabbed me deprived me of what I had had. Struggling to grab a purchase on anything I lifted my hands from the water and felt a rough stone wall sliding past my right hand. My fingers curled around the notches and I had stopped myself within moments. Pulling my head above the water I inhaled deeply, coughing the remnants of the water from my mouth and lungs.

Once I had regained my senses I began to look for Ron. My feet couldn't touch the bottom of the waterway and since I couldn't reach it, I couldn't tell if Ron would be able to either. "Ron!"

I heard a sudden gasp of breath along with the splashes of someone surfacing the water on the other side of the waterway about five feet past me. He was clinging to the stone wall, just like me. A smile broke out on my face when I saw Ron's blue eyes open.

"It's official, I am never eating again," he sputtered. "And I don't know about you, but I want a shower."

"Can you touch the bottom?" I asked.

"Not enough to do any good!"

I wanted to try to reach him, but I knew if I let go, I would have to cross the waterway and then reach him before I was swept away again. I was not going to take that chance. "I see no other option than to let the current carry us."

"What if it splits, we could be separated."

I bit my lip, that was something I hadn't thought of. That would mean that one of us would have to get over to the other. I knew Ron and he looked tired, I couldn't ask him to strain himself further. In a bold stunt, I threw myself across the waterway. I pushed off the stone wall with my feet, and grabbed for some part of Ron, because I was not going to make it to the wall.

Ron reached for me and grabbed my hand, my weight coupled with the loose grip he had on the wall sent us both tumbling into the water. My hold on his hand was loose and I did everything I could to keep a hold on it. It wasn't enough.

My hand slipped from his and I clawed at the wall, trying to stop again. The current seemed to speed up and I felt the grooves in the wall sliding past my fingers more quickly. I wouldn't dare open my eyes to see if Ron was still there, damage would be done to my eyes. I didn't have to wonder long though. I felt his hand wrap around my forearm and anchor himself to me. He entwined our legs and wrapped one arm around my waist. I curled around him as best I could as the current carried us farther into the darkness.

Then there was a strange sensation, we seemed to be free of the current but still falling. I didn't understand and I felt the water fall from us and I gasped for breath as I felt wind floating by my face. I opened my eyes and saw what seemed to be a pool of water below us. It was a waterfall.

I winced as we hit the water, there was no telling how deep it was and how far in we would fall. Ron's bulk coupled with mine was a decently heavy weight. Luckily we did not hit the bottom of the pool in which I was just sure there were sharp pointy things at the bottom. We both swam to shore, shaking from our ride and the adrenaline that came with it.

"We lived," I whispered.

Ron's sardonic laugh suggested otherwise.

We lay on the ground for a few moments and just inhaled. You never know how much you'll miss a silly thing like that until you no longer have it. I rolled over to look at him and grinned when he simply lifted an eyebrow at me.

"What now?" he asked.

Typical male, turn to the females for all the decision making. "I think we should try and figure out where we are, but for now we need to get out of here. We don't know who that was in the hallway earlier and if it was someone unfriendly they probably know where we are."

Ron nodded and climbed to his feet. "We should go this way." He pointed in a direction opposite of the waterfall.

"And why's that?"

"Because I know it's the right way."

"We should find the nearest town and ask for directions."

"Who's to say the town isn't that way?"

"Who's to say it is!"

"What if the person we ask isn't friendly?"

"Well it won't do us much good to wander around aimlessly," I huffed. Ron could be so aggravating at times.

Ron sighed and turned his back and started walking west from the waterfall. Grumbling, I gave into the notion that he was most likely right. "Ronald, I believe we should go this way." I pointed opposite the waterfall.

A smile dazzled his features as he turned to join me.

He turned out being right. We found a town about fifteen minutes later, standing on the outskirts we stared in.

"Look friendly?" he asked.

"Friendly enough. Ron, maybe we should contact Harry and wait for him? Or at least Dumbledore. We could be in America, we just don't know and I think waiting for them could be better."

"Why can't we just Apparate?" Ron asked, looking confused. He looks cute when he's confused.

"This town is most obviously muggle inhabited. We could very easily be seen." I said.

Ron looked disbelieving, scoffing at me. I lifted that eyebrow at him and he persisted in being a bit terse.

I turned around and sure enough there were younger children playing a good five feet behind us. I lifted that eyebrow higher and gave him a look. "My point proven," I said tartly.

"Com'on, let's find a hotel."

"A what?" he asked as I drug him off into the town.

A.N. So yes, I came back and I wrote! So review and make me happy?