(A/N): Sorry, I was supposed to put this on the first one but, oh well! I came up with this while multi-tasking . . . watching the ring and reading Harry Potter at the same time . .. LMAO! Anyways, hope you like it, and, please no flames!

Enjoy!


Seven Days, Zero Nights

The four had cancelled their stay in the cabin and returned the key to the owner just over an hour after they had watched the cursed tape. They had called a cab to take them back to the train station where they returned to London to stay at the Leaky Cauldron until morning when they were to return to Hogwarts. When they arrived at the Leaky Cauldron, they were surprised to find Mrs. Weasley with all their books and supplies. "Well, you're back early!" Mrs. Weasley said shockingly.

"Um . . . the cabins looked horrible, very unsanitary!" Hermione lied.

"Oh . . . well, I got your books, Harry, Hermione and Draco got theirs early and Ron's are at home, I got the money out of your vault, dear."

"Thanks Mrs. Weasley." Harry said, taking the books and bags from her arms.

"Hermione, you're in a room with Ginny, and Harry, Ron and, oh, will you be staying Draco?"

"Yes, ma'am." Draco said politely.

"We'll you'll stay with Harry and Ron, then." Mrs. Weasley said, out of breath. "Off to bed dears, were up early in the morning!" Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco marched up the stairs to sit their bags in their rooms. Hermione walked into Ginny's room as Ron, Harry, and Draco entered their own room. They sat their bags on their beds and took a seat on the soft down mattresses. Harry laid his hands in his head, not knowing what to think about their situation. Would they all really die in seven days? A knock at the door caused all three of them to jump.

"It's Hermione.," their friend said in a shaky voice.

"Come in." Draco said softly. Hermione walked into the boys rooms and closed the door so that their conversation would not be overheard by passers-by. As soon as Hermione took a seat next to Harry, burst into tears and buried her head into Harry's chest.

"I'm so scared, I don't want to die! What are we going to do!" She screamed into the boys' chest, then finally looking up at everyone, waiting for an answer.

"We can't go back to Hogwarts to research the tape and reverse the curse, because electronics don't work at Hogwarts." Harry said in a disappointed tone.

"Then we'll stay at my place," Draco began, "and work on it there. Mother and Father are on vacation, and they still don't know I switched sides."

"We'll have to write a letter to Dumbledore and come up with a reason on why we can't return to school." Ron said keenly. The four nodded in agreement and looked at the clock on the wall: 12:19 p.m. Hermione stood and told the boys 'goodnight' before heading back to her and Ginny's room. The boys' climbed into their beds and turned out the light. Harry lay in silence and quietly ran the images of the tape through his mind. What suffering. Pain. Torture. Sleep.

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Day One

Harry awoke to find the others already gone. He quickly pulled on his muggle clothes and ran down the stairs to the bar, where everyone else where gathered. "There he is!" Hermione said loudly. "We sent a letter to Dumbledore this morning!" she said in a whisper. They soon after left for Kings Cross Station to fake their departure to Hogwarts. They arrived at ten 'till eleven and waited until the coast was clear so they could pass through the barrier.

As soon as they passed through the barrier, they waited until Mrs. Weasley wasn't looking and walked back through the barrier to catch a cab to Malfoy Manor.

They pulled into the driveway as their jaws dropped in astonishment at the scene in front of them. The house had three stories and a magnificent front garden. They paid the cabbie and took their trunks from the trunk. They walked up the flagstone path to the front door and waited for the blonde to unlock it. Draco shoved the key into the lock and pushed the door open, allowing the others to step into the mansion. The door closed behind them as Harry, Ron, and Hermione stared around the huge home. The walls were covered with pictures of Draco, stirring restlessly in their frames. "I'll show you to your rooms." Draco said softly. They followed Draco up the stairs to a long hall of doors. He gave each of them a room across from each other, close to his own room. The Gryffindors walked back down to the living room, waiting on Draco who remained upstairs, saying he needed to get something. He returned downstairs with a small television with a VCR attached to it. "I picked this up in London while you all were still asleep.

"That's great!" Harry said anxiously. Draco sat the television on the table in front of them and faced a dilemma that could affect their lives greatly. Malfoy Manor had no electricity, considering Lucius Malfoy's view on muggles. "How are we going to power the television?" Hermione asked. The four of them concentrated on what they could use to power the T.V.

"I got it!" Harry said quickly. "Wait here!" At that, Harry ran outside and climbed over the Malfoy's high fence and into the neighbor's yard, which lived about thirty feet away. He stepped inside the shed just outside the house, and found what he was looking for, an extension cord. He carried the extension cord out of the shed and plugged the output plug into the outlet on the side of the neighbor's house. He then unraveled the cord while walking on the way back to Draco's house, hiding the cord with clods of grass. He walked into the house and plugged the T.V. into the inlet plug. Hermione had hooked another VCR to the T.V. so they could make a copy just in case they needed it. Harry inserted the tape into the T.V. VCR then Draco pulled a blank tape from the bag at his side, and inserted it into the VCR and hit record as Harry hit play. The movie played while the silent tears flowed down Hermione's cheeks. The movie finished up with the lonely image of the well followed by loud static. Harry turned the VCR off and rewound the tape. He hit play again so the group studied every detail of the tape.

"I'm thirsty . . . you guys want something?" Harry asked the three others. They all nodded in agreement.

"Butterbeer is in the pantry." Draco said, pointing to the kitchen. Harry walked toward the kitchen, and took four butterbeers out for himself and his friends. He opened his early and took a drink from the bottle. The warm liquid slid down his throat, wetting his parched lips, refreshing his taste buds. But then, he didn't feel right, like there was a knot in his throat. He screamed for the others as he choked on the foreign intruder. The others crowded around him, trying everything they could think of to help their friend. Finally, something slid out of Harry's throat. He grasped it and began pulling it out of his throat. It seemed like the string was 20 feet long before a small, plastic suction cup fell out. The four examined it, not knowing what it was before discarding it in the trash. They returned to the living room, and drank their butterbeer, trying to theorize about the meaning of the tape. They sat forever before heading back to their rooms to prepare for bed.

After they were all changed into their pajamas, they climbed into their bed, as to get enough sleep to try to tackle the tape early tomorrow morning.

Harry waited until Ron and Draco were sound asleep before he got out of bed and tiptoed over to the door. He opened the door quietly and walked down to Hermione's room. He gently knocked on the door before being ushered inside by Hermione. The two of them sat on her as Hermione burst into tears. Harry held the girl in his arms, trying his best to comfort her. "It'll be alright, we can beat this!" Harry said reassuringly. Hermione looked into Harry's eyes, his beautiful emerald eyes and found comfort. The two of them stared into one anothers eyes as there faces drew closer. They kissed in a firey moment of passion. At that one moment, they knew no fear, and believed in no cursed tapes, just in themselves.


(A/N): What did you think. Tell me in those reviews. Criticism accepted, just not flames . . . THANX!

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