Harlo! Harlo! I'm finally able to undate my story!Sry to keep you waiting!my schoole just started and all other crap happen...

disclaimer: I don;t own Harry Potter, it belongs to the lucky woman, J.K. Rowling.

I have a "proposal" for all my readers.
I take a long time to brainstorm my stories and you might have to wait right?
I either write a long chapter that will take a bit of a time before I could update it or I can write the chapters shorter but it will be updated faster. Your pick people…Two choices.
1) Chapter longer, time to update long
2)Chapter shorter, less time taken to update
Vote and the choices with the most votes obviously will be put to action.

Anyway…On with the story!

Harry was running. He did not know why but all he know was to keep running.

He reached a corridor with many portraits on the walls.

However he could not see them, he was blind all he saw was small white circles.

He kept running, but with his fingers touching the wall on his right side.

An area of wood and he entered the room.

He saw a faint figure in his dark world standing all alone in the room.

Her hair was long and sleek and it was tied into a knot at the end of her hair. He remembered her hairstyle, he remembered her, she filled a chapter in his life she was...

"Hermione?" Harry asked unsure if she was who he thought she would be.

"Hermione? It's okay. We can go home now."

He placed his hand on her shoulder, she tilt her head to see his hand, her hair prevented harry from seeing her eyes.

"Who said I was Hermione? When was it okay when you haven't defeated Voldermort?" the girl answered Harry and turned to see him full in the face.

Harry gasped.

It was Hermione but instead of her beautiful brown eyes, Harry was greeted with cold red eyes, her unemotional voice chased away all warmth from the room.

She reached out towards Harry with spider-like hands...

Harry woke up with a start and sat up on his bed, his scar was throbbing on his forehead. He could feel cold sweat trickling down his back.

There was a warm breathe at his hand and he heard a soft peaceful breathing. He reached out to the sound slowly and felt curly hair beneath his fingers.

He smiled and said, "Wakey sleepy." Hermione groaned and greeted Harry, "Mornin'" She said and suddenly realized what she had done."Harry! How do you feel? Have you slept..."

Harry placed his fingers on her lips, "Shh…you'll wake Ron up" with the other hand, he pointed upwards to where Ron slept on the upper bunk. The upper bunk creaked and Ron looked down at them, "Already have." He said groggily."You okay Harry? You had a rough night." "We all had." Hermione added.

Harry didn't answer, he stared at the ceiling and whispered something. Ron made his way down the upper bunk to sit next to Harry. "Didn't hear you mate." Ron said, Harry turned his head to Ron and said "The twins are..."

Crack!

"AARGH!" Ron yelled when his older twin brothers materialized out if thin air. Ron's foot slipped and landed painfully on his butt.

"I tried to tell you." Harry couldn't help but smile, he was already used to it and he saw them coming.

"Hello mate. You okay?" Fred asked Harry who was helping Ron up, he nodded.

"Breakfast is ready!" Mrs. Weasley called them.

Hermione helped Harry down to the kitchen while the others walked in front of them.

When they reached the hallway, Tonks was making her way up, "Watch your step." Harry pointed out. But he was too late, Tonks tripped on the umbrella stand and landed painfully on the floor with a loud crash.

"I'm so sorry! It's the stupid umbrella..." Before she could finish her sentence, her words were already drown by a blood-curling screech, moth-aten velvet curtains flown apart to show a life-size portrait with a old woman in the picture screaming as thought she was being tortured, the other portraits woke up and began screaming.

"Scum! Filth! How dare you enter the house of my fathers? Begone from this place or you shall burn in hell! Begone!"

Harry and Hermione rushed forward to close the curtains and Fred. George and Ron ran down the hall stunning the other portraits. Tonks apologised over and over again as she placed the umbrella stand back to it's original place. With much effort, Harry and Hermione was able to shut the curtains.

"Phew. That was quite ticking off." Harry said wiping the sweat off his forehead. "Definitely." Hermione agreed.

Harry took one last look at the protrait-like glow in his dark world and headed for the kitchen. Hermione helped him on the way. They reached the kitchen and Hermione helped Harry with his breakfast.

Fred invited them to join them at the a certain area. They wanted to show them something, their new invention.

Harry, Ron and Hermione headed to the secluded area, Harry, Ron and Hermione watched Fred and George as they heaved a heavily locked chest. They motioned them to come closer before demostrating their new inventions.

With a light tap of his wand, George opened the chest and tossed a red ball smaller than a soccer ball to Ron. "A Quaffle?" Ron said puzzled suddenly he started and exclaimed. "Don't tell me you stole these!"

"Of course not little brother, we made them. We just took a few ordinary balls and jinxed them!" George said proudly.

"Here Harry, a gift specially from us." Harry saw a faint ball, larger than a walnnut, being removed from the chest." Harry caught instantly as he figured what the small ball could do.

"Thanks." Harry said almost breathless. It was a snitch,a golden snitch. He stared at his own personal snitch, which was trying to escape his grasp totally lost for words. Harry was able to "see"it, it was jinxed. He entertained himself by giving it some freedom before catching it again while Fred and Georde showed Ron the bludgers.

Fred and George's skill as beaters never waver even though they have not played since they left their school and Ron was improving greatly in quidditch as a keeper.

Hermione watched as Fred and George threw the Quaffle at Ron as though they were trying to score. This was what they would do every training session, however her attention turned to Harry.

She stared at him. He was so skilled as a Seeker she could not help but watch him. She watched him as he released the snitch and caught it again. He's so cute, Hermione thought to herself, especailly when his hair looks as though he just got of a broomstick. She flushed and looked away after realising what she was thinking about.

Harry stood up and gave her a gentle kiss on her cheek. Hermione flushed a deep red, Harry said, "I'm going back." Without any other sound, he left Hermione sitting on the lost of words

Behind her Harry turned away and faced a faint figure, "You've been watching us for quite a while. What do you want Wormtail?"

hehe...suspense suspense suspense...hehe

timydamonkey: I'm really sorri bout chapter two but i accidentally updated the 2nd chap without the spaces...so...yea...you get the point.

Oro4: it's definately a Harry/Hermione if you like these romance type of story, I have a new idea for the next story i'm writing, so look up for it!

Drk Secret1:don;t be such a meanie!i'm not evil!waa...wahahaha...don;t mind me...i'm just excited to actually receive reviews... but as you can see, my story in a action/adventure/suspense kind of story...so...yup...cant change it sry...

Penate and REDMONSTERS : thx for the encouragement...i'll keep up the good work!definately!.