A/N-Oh, I'm back yet again. I'm writing this at 1:05 in the morning so please forgive any spelling miss haps. This chap is short, sorry. But I promise to make up for it next chapter. This one is sort of a necessary evil so the next chapter makes sense, but do not skip it, something rather important and something I know you've all been waiting for happens in this chapter! Thanks to all my reviewers!

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This is slash or will start to be in the next chapter, you'll find out how if you hurry up and get this chapter over with.

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Chapter 5 Flying Fart

September 19, 2005 the ass crack of dawn.

Hermione stamped her foot. At this latest act of immaturity Draco stood up and stepped between the two arguing friends.

"Why don't both of you shut up? Look, Ron has a good point. We can trust Ginny and she will most likely help us. But Hermione also has a good point. Ginny has still in a fragile condition, after that last Death eater raid. One would think they would give up once their lord was defeated. And Ginny may not be up to it physically or magically. What it all comes down to, is there anyone, anyone else who could help us wake Potter up?" Draco paused and looked at his two friends faces. "No, there's not. We have no chose. I know, Hermione that you are wary about bringing anyone else into this, but we have to." Hermione gave a sharp nod and turned back around sitting heavily on the couch. Ron paused for a moment before walking over to the fire place. Taking a handful of floo powder, he threw it into the flames and called, "The Burrow, Ginny's room". There was a whoosh and then a slight yelp as Ron called Ginny's name.

"Ronald Joseph Weasley is that you? What the hell are you doing flooing at this hour?" Ginny slumped to the floor in front of the fire place, sleepily rubbing her eyes.

"Of course it's me Ginny. What did you think it was, a UFO?" Ginny rolled her eyes at her brother's sarcasm. "Look, Ginny, it's a bit of an emergency. Do you think you could hop on over?" Ginny looked at her brother for a moment before curtly nodding her head.

"I'll be there in a second, Ron. Just have to grab a robe." Ginny disappeared from view as Ron turned around to look at the other two people in the room.

"What do we tell her?" Ron twisted his hands together.

"I guess we tell her the truth." Hermione sounded resigned, unhappy, but resigned.

"No! I mean we can't tell her everything. She's sure to tell mom and mom will kill me!" Ron looked sheepishly down at Hermione. "Come on Mione." Just then Ginny stepped out of the fire place, hastily dusting off her robes.

"Now, what's this all about?" She turned expectantly towards Hermione.

"Well it started like this…….."

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Ginny nodded slightly as she stared at the dark wooden box holding Harry Potter's sleeping body. She didn't really understand the spell. But then again she didn't really give a flying fart. Harry was a good friend of hers, or was before he disappeared. He was just asleep, but didn't have any normal physical needs. Like food, drink or, um, a toilet. Ginny blushed and walked around to the other side of the casket as Hermione quietly lit five candles and set them in a circle around the box. She set a heavy metal bowel on the box and started pulling things out of her pockets and adding them to the reddish potion that was already in the bowl. Finally she looked up and met Draco's eyes. She nodded and he pulled a knife from his robes and walked up to the bowel. Holding his hand out over it, he glanced at Harry before dragging the knife across his palm. He tilted his hand so that the blood dripped into the mixture. He stepped back as Ginny moved forward and took the knife from him. She did the same as Draco and then Ron. When it was Hermione's turn she cut without hesitation and squeezed her fist so more blood would dribble out. Taking a deep breath she dipped her fingers in the bowel and brought her bloody, slightly burning fingers to her face and looking quickly at the book laying open on the floor copied the symbol onto both her cheeks and for head. Hermione watched impatiently as Draco, Ginny, and Ron copied their own runes from the book. She once again stepped forward and looking at Ron across from her, nodded. They lifted the top off of the casket with a groan and leaned it against the far wall. Walking back over to Harry, Hermione felt a burst of joy in her chest as she saw his sleeping face clearly for the first time in three years. She pulled herself together and traced some runes on his cold, soft cheek. Closing her eyes, she held her hand out over the still figure of her best friend, and pulling the words from memory began to recite the spell. The runes on the face began to burn more heatedly until the point of pain and opening her eyes she knew the other felt it too. She looked back down at Harry lying still at her feet and pushed threw the pain trying desperately to finish the spell. As the first shock waves came off of Harry she held her ground, but as they got stronger she found herself thrown back. 'NO! I most finish. If I don't Harry will never wake up! I must finish! 'Blackness rolled over her as she passed out.

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Draco watched Hermione finally stop moving and knew what had happened. Struggling to push himself forward he grabbed the book off of the floor Draco straightened and picked up where Hermione left off, his body shaking with each wave of magic. As the last line of the spell left his lips the room fell into complete silence. Draco felt his shoulders slump. 'It didn't work. Harry is forever lost to us now.' Draco jumped as he heard a moan from the casket at his feet.

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