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The 2nd book in the Mr. and Mrs. Potter series,

The Price of Love

Chapter 10: Seeing You Here Again

Harry POV

Dumbledore left the room leaving Dean, Seamus, Parvati, Lavender, Ron and I alone.

"Which fireplace are you going to use?" Lavender asked softly.

"The one in the common room probably." I said. "I gotta get ready." I left them in the common room alone as I went into my own room and I shut the door behind me. I changed out of my costume and into comfortable black jeans and a black long sleeved t-shirt. I pulled my black robe over everything and placed the hood over my messy black hair. I then dug through my trunk until I found the small bag of Floo powder that I had bought in Diagon Ally after my 5th year. I always knew I would need it one day. I placed the Floo powder in my robe and then grabbed my wand.

I headed out to the common room but was startled to see who was in it. Lavender and Ron were sitting on a couch by the fireplace.

"What are you two still doing here?" I asked.

"Even though I can't go, I still want to stay here for when you come back." Lavender said.

"And I agree with her. Harry we have been through everything together. We went together through the spiders. It was me who saved you through that Chessboard in our first year. Remember when we still had trouble with girls in our 4th year? And when we went to the Ministry of Magic in our fifth year. But something had always separated us before the real thing happened and you went on. I am gonna be here for you mate, just call on me if you need help." Ron said.

"If I get back." I muttered.

"Don't say that." Lavender shot at me.

"Thanks guys." I said to them putting a fake smile on me face.

"Just one thing." Ron said.

"What?" I asked.

"If we just happen, to fall asleep in here, nothing is going to happen to us right?" Ron asked.

"No Ron." I answered him.

I walked over to the fireplace and pulled the Floo powder out of my robe and took some of it in my hand before I put it away.

"Harry." Lavender stopped me.

I looked back over at her. "Take care, you and Hermione. I don't know what I will do if I never get to see her again."

"I will." I said.

I stepped into the fireplace and looked at Ron and Lavender on the couch. Ron had his arm around Lavender. I saw a small tear slide down Lavender's cheek as I said the magic words. "Malfoy Manner."

Hermione POV

I was dreaming again. And it was something that I had always dreamed of seeing.

I was waiting outside a pair of double, wood, doors. White gloved covered my hands and they went up slightly past my elbows. In my hands I was holding a bouquet of red and white roses. I was wearing a white dress that was made of silk. It was sleeveless and flowed all the way down to the floor. Everything was dimmed from a light sheet over my face. I could tell my hair was up and back into a bun.

Through the doors I heard a familiar song being played as they opened inwards. People were standing in the pews, and all of them had their eyes on me. I started walking slowly down the aisle, looking at all the familiar faces. I saw a lot of my family members. I saw my parents and brother in the front row. I looked up towards the front. A pastor was standing there, and he seemed oddly familiar. On the left, staring at down at me from the steps were my two best friends, Lavender and Parvati. Both of them were in matching baby pink dresses.

On the right in a black tuxedo was Ron standing there. Anticipation was starting to build up inside of me. I looked up to a man standing there with his hand held out to me. I looked up and everything began to turn white. I pulled my hand up to block the light but it didn't work. Everything was drifting away from me. I started running towards that white light. I felt something tug at my waist.

I awoke with a start. I tried to sit upwards but found that my hands and feet were still chained against the table. I found that I was running a cold sweat. The room I was lying in was still dark and cold. I heard the door to my room open and then close. I tried to look up and see who had come in here with me but it was useless. I heard soft footprints walk closer and closer towards me. A black shadow came into my view.

"Who is it?" I asked quietly.

No answer came. Instead I saw the shadow move closer and closer towards me.

"Malfoy, is it you again?" I asked.

The hooded figure was now by my side. I hand reached out and grabbed mine. "Hermione, what have they done to you?" I heard the familiar voice.

I almost jumped out of my seat. "Harry!" I said a bit to loud.

"Shh." Harry said. He lowered his hood and I saw the sparkle in his eye. Harry then examined the chains that bounded me to the table. "I have never seen these kind of bounds before." Harry explained to me.

"Of course you haven't silly boy." A cold voice spoke up.

Suddenly, the table I was on went straight up again. I came face to face with Draco Malfoy and yet another hooded figure, although from all of my dreams, it didn't take rocket science that know that it was Voldemort.

"Surprised?" he asked me.

"Not really." I spat at him.

His hood came down and I came face to face with the vision in my nightmares. He stood tall, with those red eyes, piercing into mine. His long robe reached the ground and a bony hand was visible with a wand in its possession.

"Well hello again Harry." Voldemort said acknowledging him.

"Good Evening." Harry spat back.

"You should give me more respect, boy." Voldemort snapped back at him. "Although, I have understood that Dumbledore has been training you himself in the Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Over summer after his father killed the rest of my family." Harry answered him.

"Well, lets see how well you are prepared." Voldemort said as he raised his wand. Harry did the same. "Crucio." Voldemort muttered.

As the curse sent its way towards Harry, he made his move by making a cross action with his wand and crying the chant.

"Keridaria!" Harry chanted.

Before the curse even touched Harry, a blue shield surrounded him; the shield was absorbing the curse as Voldemort was attacking. Voldemort quickly released the curse, understanding that it was better to save his strength.

"Excellent, you can help yourself, physically. But how about mentally?" Voldemort asked.

My eyes widened as he looked at me. Draco cried "Crucio" at Harry and Harry easily made the shield again with a throw of his wand.

Voldemort then looked at me and raised his wand. "Crucio." He cried.

Immediate pain hit my body. It felt like nothing I had ever experienced before in my entire life. I felt as if a thousand picks of heat were all hitting my body at the same time. I didn't know what was going on with me anymore. My body was completely in pain. This was a much stronger curse than what Draco had put on me earlier. I screamed out in pain and tried to move away, but the chains held me close to the board. I couldn't hear anything else. I could barely see that Voldemort had an evil grin on his face. Draco was just chuckling to himself. Harry on the other hand was still holding the shield against Draco, but appeared to be screaming.

The curse was lifted off of me. My head leaned forward; I was in too much pain to look straight up. Draco's curse stopped on Harry.

"You leave her alone." Harry yelled.

"And if I don't?" Voldemort asked.

Harry didn't respond. Voldemort looked back at me. He waved his wand at me and the chains broke free from its hold on me. I fell on the floor with a loud thud. My hands blocked my head from hitting the floor. It was cold and I tried to stand up, but I was too weak. I looked up and saw Voldemort and Draco staring down at me.

"Hermione!" Harry yelled. I watched him as bent kneeled down by my side. I grabbed onto his shoulders as he helped me up to my feet. I started retaining feeling back in my legs I still held onto Harry though. "Are you okay?" Harry asked me.

I nodded my head. I let go of Harry and found that I could walk perfectly normal. I turned and stood at Harry's side. Voldemort was letting out a wicked laugh.

"You have only begun to experience my powers." Voldemort hissed. "Let me show you who I really am. Draco, please fetch our subject, I understand that you have kept it in a perfect condition."

"Yes my Lord." Draco replied. Malfoy exited the room but left the door open. I watched him from the corner of my eye as he opened another room across the way, which appeared to be another dungeon. He lit that room as well and disappeared into it. A few minutes later he reappeared, holding a person, whose face was hidden from me, yet again another hood hide the face.

Draco made his way back into the room we were all in. Draco pushed the person to the floor in between us. Her hood came off and revealed bright red hair upon a dirty face, filled with soot and dirt. Her hands were filthy and she let out a moan of pain. She looked around the room and then finally laid eyes upon Harry and I.

"Ginny?" Harry muttered.

"Harry? Hermione? Is it you?" Ginny asked us, her voice was cracking.

"Ginny, what are you doing here?" I asked.

"Good, I am glad you have already met Miss Weasley." Voldemort hissed at us.

"Hermione, Harry. I never meant for anything to happen. I just hated seeing you guys together last year. I never wanted it to go this far." Ginny begged.

"Silence." Draco demanded.

"Leave me alone." Ginny yelled back at him.

"Miss Weasley, you shall be the first then." Voldemort smirked.

Pure horror came over Ginny's face. Voldemort lift his wand and Ginny let out a piercing scream. She stepped back but already knew that there was nowhere to run. "Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort shouted. A green flame shot out of the tip of his wand and hit Ginny straight in the heart.

Ginny Weasley was dead before she hit the floor.