Disclaimer: I wish I owned Harry Potter. Then I would be sitting somewhere in London laughing hysterically at people's pathetic attempts at writing. But I don't and I'm not. The world is so unfair. The weak plot is mine though. It's from one of my dreams. Steal it and you die.

Ch. One

It begins

(A/N: hahaha I love the title)

Hermione put down her book. She couldn't concentrate, not even on her trusty Hogwarts: A History. An odd…calling sort of feeling had popped up in the back of her head this morning, somewhere in the east. Too late to sneak out and see what it was though. Darn. Tomorrow was her birthday anyway. She didn't want anything distracting her from her sweet sixteenth. Think about Harry. Mmm. Now he's distracting. Too bad she likes that girl, Hoe. Cho. Same thing. Ack its 12:30. Sleep. Now.

Hermione woke to giggles. Lav pounced on her. Ouch. Now she was awake.

Lavender, squealing- Mione Happy Birthday! Come on, get up, I'll give you a makeover!

Hermione let herself be led over to the mirror and product-ified by Lav and her roomies. After about and hour Hermione had had enough. She sighed and looked into the mirror to see what damage her roomies had done. And gasped. (A/N: wow that's lame. Don't worry it gets better. Ish. And now we travel into the mind of Harry. Continue.)

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Harry blinked. The Hermione entering the common room was definitely NOT the one he was used to. She actually wore makeup (for once), her hair was tamed (he didn't know that was possible), and her clothes were not her usual potato-sack-esque. Must have been Lav's work. Harry glanced at Ron. The idiot was slack-jawed, most likely making new fantasies to add to his collection. Harry shook his head. Ron had a pretty active imagination. Perv.

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The pulling in Hermione's head had gotten more insistent by the hour. She had to find what 'it' was coming from. She looked at her two best friends. Ron had a weird expression on his face and Harry was grimacing. It couldn't be her, her outfit was awesome. All Lav's clothes, of course. She wore a denim mini and a pinkish off the shoulder top. (A/N: bear with me here I have to 'describe the character'.) Harry wore green and Ron had a yellow shirt that clashed nicely with his hair. There was no accounting for taste.

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I better say something Harry thought. Mione had a pained look on her face.

Harry- Happy Birthday Mione

That startled Ron out of whatever sick fantasy he was having. Their presents were both the same: books. Mione was easy to shop for.

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Hermione couldn't get the calling out of her head. It was the weekend, so she, Harry, and Ron had a late breakfast.

Hermione- Want to go for a ride?

Ron- (splurts orange juice all over the table)

What was wrong with him? Oh. Oh. The perv.

Hermione- On horses, Ron. Like with saddles and stuff.

Ron just gave her a sheepish grin.

(A/N: zzzzzzzz I know, I know.)

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After getting horses from Hagrid (A/N: yes he had horses. And all the gear they needed. Sue me.) Hermione guided her horse toward the direction of the pulling. After a while they arrived at a long wooden bridge spanning a deep dark and unfriendly looking ravine (think Indiana Jones esque) Strange. Hermione had never seen this on any Hogwarts map.

Harry, worriedly- Um, Mione? Must we ride across this bridge? It looks…dangerous.

Ron, laughing- Woooow. The Harry Potter is afraid of a bridge. This is nothing compared to You-Know-Who!

Harry- True. But I, er, I'm kinda afraid of heights.

Ron, dramatically- THE 'chosen one' is afraid of heights? We're doomed. The world is bloody doomed!

Hermione, annoyed with this whole business- Shut up Ron. Let's go. It can't be that bad, Harry.

When they got to the other side, they heard an ominous snapping behind them. Yup, the bridge had partly fallen down. Never saw that coming.

Ron, moaning- Oh blood and bloody ashes. I TOLD you it was dangerous!

Harry, dryly- no, that would have been me saying that.

Hermione just shook her head. Men.

After a while of riding and miraculously finding a path in the forest on this side of the ravine, something happened. (A/N: FINALLY DAMMIT)

Ron, grunting- Weird bugs here. –Falls off his horse clapping a hand to his neck-

Hermione and Harry, alarmed- RON! (A/N: awww they speak together!)

Hermione rushes to Ron's side (A/N: aww)

Hermione-Ron are you okay?

Ron, his voice slurred- Mione, I jhust fhell out of meh shaddle, clutchin meh neck. No, I am NOT okay. –Goes unconscious-

Harry, stating the obvious- he's just unconscious, Mione. Some kind of dart hit his neck. –Harry winces- Dammit one just hit my leg. Go on, ride ahead and save yourself. I'll try to stop whatever is shooting at us. (A/N: this cracks me up. Gimmie a sec to stop laughing. Whew. So lame)

Hermione runs to her horse and starts galloping away. (A/N: that's right run away and leave your friends like that. So nice of you.) She looked back to see Harry staring after her, then fall next to Ron in a heap. She had to blink hard to stop crying. (A/N: I have to blink hard to stop from crying for laughter. This part is so lame) It wasn't fair! She felt something brush her arm. Then darkness. (A/N: oooo dum dum dum!)

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Wooooooooooooooow. When I wrote this on paper it actually looked okay. Now I see all the weird stuff. But, if you like it, comment plz. Or just comment anyway. I have a couple more chapters but I will only post them if I feel I have enough people actually reading this. Don't worry, the plot gets better too. Believe me. This is going to be a nice long story. So sorry if the plot doesn't advance fast enough for you. Bear with me here.