A/n: Didn't think so many ppl would respond, but guess you all liked that chapter! This chappie will be short, but necessary. Oh, and no details on last chapter. That will be revealed later in the story. READ, REVIEW, ENJOY!

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Harry was thrown against the wall and felt his ankle twist unpleasantly. Beads of sweat ran down his concentrated face. Gasping for breath, he spread out his fingers and shouted, "Impedimenta!" Gryffindor dodged the curse easily, his lip curling in disgust.

"Come on, Potter," he growled. "You will need more than that to defeat me!" Harry pushed himself away from the wall and lifted his right hand.

"Stupefy!" Godric merely threw out a long jet of fire that enveloped the hex.

"Hypnosius!" Gryffindor shouted. Harry threw up both hands and a magical force field surrounded him. The curse bounced harmlessly in to the wall. As the field went away, Harry shouted, "Pertrificus Totalus!"

"Boy, do you know NOTHING!" Godric snarled, disgust for his heir evident on his face. "Death Eaters will not be stopped by your pathetic attempts to stop them!"

"We've been at this for hours, I need a break!" Harry shouted, hatred burning in his eyes.

"Do you think that Voldemort will give you a break when you fight him?" Gryffindor spat. "Do you think he will tend to your wounds before killing you! Your attempts to hinder him will do nothing, BOY! You have to try to kill him, not stun him! Now get UP!" Holding up four fingers, four large flames erupted from Godric's hand and landed on the floor. The flames died away, leaving in their place four men in cloaks. "NOW FIGHT!" Harry dodged a curse, his anger becoming stronger. From somewhere inside him, a powerful energy surge erupted. It rippled from his body, speeding towards the four enemies. Each person burst into flames upon contact with the deadly attack. Godric smiled, nodding his approval.

"There, now we are getting somewhere, Harry! However, you MUST control your EMOTIONS! Next time that happens, innocent people could die upon contact with that type of subconscious attack." Harry sank to the floor, exhausted.

For three weeks they had practiced and only now had Godric given Harry any praise. Every other time, he was yelled at for mistakes that he made, and often times ended up put into more hours of training as a punishment. This was not the first time he had caused those conjured enemies to burst into flames because his subconscious got to him. Sighing, Harry got up, heading over to a small cot in the corner to lie down before the training session.

Ron and Padma stood alone in the Astronomy Tower, gazing out over the school grounds. Both were still in their school robes as dinner had just ended.

Padma glanced up at Ron, frowning. "Where's Hermione?"

"Hospital Wing," Ron answered, his voice tense.

"Why?"

"Madam Pomfrey was worried she wasn't eating enough."

"She isn't!"

"I know, love." He sighed. "Since Harry disappeared, she's probably eaten five meals. Lavender says she doesn't sleep anymore, just sits on her bed and stares blankly. She goes to classes but she disappears in between them and no one knows where she goes. Everyone's worried about her, Padma."

"She loved him, Ron. It's only natural for her to go into an extreme depression. The rest of us are worried about where Harry is just as much, but she loved him." Silence followed as they watched the moon float in and out of the clouds.

"Ministry is panicking," Ron murmured. "They have the idea that Voldemort might have him." He paused as Padma shivered at Voldemort's name. "Dumbledore seems to think that he never left the school."

"But it's been checked, Ron!" Padma said. "They checked it for a week after Harry's disappearance, and they found nothing to suggest that he's still here."

"Except for the fires."

"That could be caused by anything, Ronald."

"You know bloody well that Harry caused the bloody fires!" She sighed.

"I know, I just…I don't know how he could be in the school if know one's found him."

"The Chamber."

"They checked it, Ron. It wasn't open."

"He has to be there. The door was burned down!"

"So was a million other doors all over the school, Ron!"

"He's here, Padma. I know he is." Padma gazed into Ron's sky blue eyes.

"You have a lot of faith in him, don't you?" Ron smiled and kissed her deeply, ending the conversation.

"Ms. Granger, are you sure you are well enough to leave?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Yes, well. Take this potion. Put a drop of it in your tea and drink it before you eat anything. And please, dear. Try and eat something. I know you are going through a rough time, but please do not let this get in the way of your health. You may go." Madam Pomfrey watched as the frail, tired looking seventh year made her way out of the Hospital Wing.

Hermione looked nothing like she had before Harry's episode. Her hair was thin, the sheen gone. Her eyes were dull with black circles under them from the extreme lack of sleep. Her skin seemed to stretch over her skin, making her look like a living skeleton. She had lost more pounds then she should have and her robes hung off of her. She was a mess.

Her mind wandered, as it had the last few weeks, to the location of Harry. She wanted to know where he was. She wanted him back. Her very being had started to waste away because he had not been there to sustain her. Hermione then remembered the kiss. It had been extremely brief but oh how much it told her! It had been sweet and tender, fiery and passionate, all rolled into one second of confirmation.

A small smile lit her face up. At least she had that to relate to. His feelings for her were completely different than what she had thought they were.

Hermione needed to find a quiet room to think. Opening a door, she was about to walk in when she froze in mid-step.

Cho Chang looked up from where she was snogging Anthony Griffin, a fellow Ravenclaw in seventh year, on one of the desk.

"What do you want, Granger?" Cho asked, thoroughly annoyed at being interrupted.

"You're dating Harry," Hermione gasped out, shocked at what she was seeing.

"Yes, well, as you can see, Granger, Harry isn't here right now, so I must make do with what is available, and right now, Anthony is available. And 30 Galleons richer." Anthony smiled. Hermione couldn't breathe. She needed to leave. Now. Closing the door, she headed down the hall.

Hermione wandered the halls, not knowing what to do with the time. Harry had been her life, and now that he was gone, there was nothing left to live for. How could Cho get over him so easily?

Hermione suddenly found herself with a blindfold around her eyes and being rudely shoved into a wall. Someone's mouth smashed hers as hands searched her body. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't. Her arms fought futilely against the attacker as he started to rip at her cloths.

Oh God, NO! her mind screamed. She was going to be raped!

Harry again set his enemy's on fire, his anger towards Gryffindor getting the best of him again. Gryffindor sighed.

"You must learn to control your subconscious, Harry! If this happens again, I will take more desperate measures to help you learn." He then paused, turning to the furnace in the hall. Harry looked and could see a pair of cat-like green eyes staring at him. Godric raised an eyebrow at the eyes, obviously hearing something Harry couldn't.

"You know what Harry. I will make you learn how to control your emotions right now! Now you must clear your mind, so that when any emotion comes in, there is room enough that your subconscious will not need to take over."

Turning around, Godric threw a ball of fire into the wall. Two fiery people appeared, though Harry couldn't see who they were. It was obvious to him that the two were kissing. However, on second notice, Harry could see that the person who's back against the wall was fighting to get away. Harry glanced at Gryffindor, wondering what he wanted him to do. Godric nodded at the flames. The flames had started to die away, making the people more recognizable. The dark brown hair of the person against the wall was all Harry needed to know who it was.

His eyes blazed red-orange again, his body shaking with controlled rage. This time Harry had no wish to kill her with his anger. He would control the rage he felt. Letting his body be enveloped in fire, he closed his eyes.

Don't worry, Hermione! I'm coming!

A/n: Told you it was short! Thanks sooooooo much to:

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