AN: Wow I haven't updated in almost a month! That's crazy! I just updated "The First War" I have been so busy that I haven't had anytime to type this stuff up! And now I am going away in a couple of days and I won't be back until the 31st so I better get writing:P

Disclaimer: Once Again, sadly enough, I own none of JK Rowling's brilliant stufftear

"Hermione? Hermione, are you there? Where did you go?" When Hermione didn't answer him, Ron got worried. The fire was out and there were footprints leaving their campsite. Ron decided to follow the footprints along the beach. She probably just got up early and went for a walk. Ron thought. But when the footprints led him up to the forest and they stopped, Ron got curious. "Now where do I go?" Ron thought out loud. He decided to head into the forest, hopefully to find some trace of Hermione.

"What do you want from me? Where are we going!" Hermione was very scared.

"We are taking you to the feast, my Queen."

"Queen? What FEAST?" Hermione was really confused. Why do they keep calling me Queen?

They came to an open area of land that looked somewhat like a campsite. I was full of Indians.

"What? Indians? What am I doing here?"

"Yes my Queen, we are Indians. Now please, take a seat, the fest is about to begin!"

Ron had been searching the forest for hours and he felt like he was never going to find her. All of a sudden, Ron broke down in tears.

"I'm sorry Hermione! I should have believed you! I still love you! I always have! Hermione where are you?" Ron sat down on the forest floor and continued to cry. As he sat there, he heard a scream.

"Hermione?" Ron jumped up and ran in the direction of the voice.

"Why did you do that?" Hermione asked.

As she had been sitting there with the Indians, they had killed a pig and took off its head to put on a stick.

"It is our sacrifice, my Queen! To you!" Hermione felt like she might be sick. What kind of person wants to see a pig's head get cut off?

Ron followed the voices until her saw an opening in the forest into some sort of a campsite for Indians.

"Hey! You! Let her go! Let her go this instant!" Ron called running into the campsite

"No! We will not! She is our Queen!" Said one of the Indians.

Hermione mouthed something to Ron, which looked something like Ron help me!

Ron ran over to where Hermione was sitting and then pointed at the pig.

"Hey! Isn't that from Lord of the Flies?" He asked

" Since when do you read muggle books Ron?"

"In grade school!"

"Ron, you're a wizard, you never went to grade school!"

Ron looked a little confused at that but said. "Oh yeah!" Hermione just rolled her eyes.

Shaking back to reality, Ron remembered what was going on.

"You let her go! She is not your Queen! She is Hermione!"

Men get him!" That same Indian instructed. Some other Indians started to come towards Ron.

"No! wait!" Hermione stopped them, "He is not evil! Don't hurt him!"

"Well if you say so, my Queen! We will just lock him up for now then!"

"But Hermione!" Ron pleaded

"Only if you apologize Ron! I never loved him!" Ron knew he had to apologize.

"Hermione! I'm sorry! I still love you! Don't let them take me!" Ron struggled to free himself. Hermione was startled at what she had just heard but knew that Ron wouldn't lie about something like that.

"Please don't lock him up! He is my friend! Let him go!"

Okay my Queen! He shall be our King then!" Ron groaned at the thought of possibly having to see another pigs head chopped off.

AN: Okay that is the end of the 6th chapter. What did you think? Is it too short? Anyways, I hope that you liked it! Please review! I like criticism so go ahead and tell me what I need to fix! Thanks!