Guilt and Innocence

Hermione looked up at Ron she was panicking they had done something terrible, they had imprisoned Harry for five years for a crime he had never committed. They hadn't even tried to listen to what he had said, not taken in the possibility of Polyjuice potion. Of course Voldemort would want Harry out of the way if he hadn't been sent to Azkaban the war would likely have ended years ago without so many deaths.

"Hermione the Prisoner killed Neville, we saw it."

"I know what we saw but I know it wasn't Harry. Ron the traitor used Polyjuice made it seem like Harry."

"Shit."

"Get Harry now, and Remus I need to tell him who the traitor is."

She watched as Ron stood and ran from the room. She didn't like being here on her own, something wasn't right she could feel it running through her like somebody was watching her.

"Luna? Ginny?"

Silence was her only answer. She quickly pulled the blankets off of her legs and climbed out. The floor was cold but she didn't care. She was stiff but pulling herself out from the bed she found a change of clothes next to the bed.

Quickly she pulled the nightdress off and stepped into her jean bottoms and pink shirt. Pulling her wand form the table next to her she slipped it into her pocket while finding something to use to clean her teeth.

When she got out of the wash area she found Harry sat on her bed watching her. Remus was on the chair and Ron seemed to be panicking as he looked around for her. Her eyes though caught Harry's and she studied him, he looked like the man he was on the verge of becoming but she had stopped him.

Without hesitation she ran over and flung herself at him as she had done countless times before while they had been in school together. She heard his sharp intake his confusion over what must have happened to make her do this.

"Harry I'm sorry, I should have trusted you if you said you were innocent I should have believed you. You wouldn't have killed Neville and the Polyjuice potion I should have thought of that and –"

"Hermione stop babbling and tell me why I've been brought here."

She let go of Harry at these words and sat on the bed next to him, she watched as Ron brought another chair up next to Remus and the four sat there and for a moment there was silence until Hermione could bring herself to start.

"Harry told me that there was a plan to kill me and I knew it had to be somebody that had voted against having Harry here by something he said. The night I was attacked, when was I attacked?"

"Two days ago."

She smiled kindly at Remus and nodded that made sense she must have been unconscious for the rest of the time.

"Okay well two days ago I was sat in my office when Ron came in. He made me jump and I wondered if he was the traitor but something made me thing that whoever the traitor was had set Harry up and Ron had been with me, a witness it couldn't be him."

"Well thanks for even considering me for being a traitor Hermione."

"We thought Harry was."

She said it quietly and she knew Ron was just as angry with himself for not believing Harry as she herself was. She looked up a little and took Harry's hand in hers.

"I was walking to my room when the staircase I was on moved. I hate it when that happens and I knew I'd have to go up and down the others to get to the floor I needed only when I got to the floor the traitor was there."

Hermione shook her head as if trying to get a clear picture of what happened.

"I was scared, I didn't know it was the traitor when I got to the floor, but I remember that they said something about Voldemort and I thought it was really strange. I said I was going to go to bed and they said they'd walk with me."

She looked up at Ron and he saw that there was fear on her face.

"Something changed there was a murderous looks in the eyes and I went to step backwards but I had been distracted for so long that the stairs had moved on and I remember the way that the word mudblood was flung at me."

She now turned slightly so she was looking in Harry's eyes.

"I asked how could they even consider murdering me, since we're friends and the reply was that if they had been able to kill Neville and live without guilt they could kill me. I'm sorry Harry that I didn't believe you were innocent I should have."

He looked away and she heard his voice clear as he took his hand from hers.

"What happened next?"

She put her hands in her lap like she had done so many times as a young girl and looked at her bare feet.

"A dagger was pulled out on me and I knew that if it touched me I was dead. I remember looking down through the air and seeing the stairs on the floor below moving towards me so I jumped. I remember hitting it but after that nothing. Who found me? I'm guessing somebody was close by otherwise I'd have been stabbed."

"I did. I was going to my room when I heard you scream. I ran to the stairs and found that the one you were on was starting to move and you were going to fall. I grabbed you and brought you up here to Ginny and Luna."

Her eyes widened as she looked around the room.

"Why aren't I dead?"

She saw Harry spin to look at her but Ron looked confused.

"Because Ginny and Luna took care of you."

"Hermione who's the traitor?"

She looked at Harry closely before turning her gaze to Ron.

"Ginny."