Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Harry Potter and any of its characters and much to my…displeasure…never will. I assure you though, the plot is entirely my own.

Chapter 14 – Can I speak to Hermione?

Harry helped Hermione carry her suitcase to the night bus.

"Are you sure you'll be alright travelling alone, 'cause I'll come with you and then go back to Ron's-"

"Harry" Hermione interrupted. "I'll be fine. My parents sent the letter saying they couldn't pick me up. It won't hurt to travel via the night bus." Harry didn't look to happy about it.

"Alright then, I'll see you in January." Harry kissed Hermione.

"Harry, come on. Mums waiting!" Ron called. Harry pulled away, smiling.

"I love you Hermione"

"Love you too Harry!" Hermione shouted as he ran off.

"She insisted on going via Night Bus. We could have taken her!" Ron said as they got in the car.

"Yeah well…You know Hermione, once her mind's set on something, she won't change it"

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"You failed me!" Lord Voldemort shouted.

"I-I didn't mean for it to happen sir…everything was going so well…I can try again…I'll get her…I-"

"No. I have her, there is no need for your annoying excuses anymore. However" the Lord thought for a moment. "I shall not kill you…I may require you services later on. Now leave! You have served your punishment." The person bowed.

"So, how long will it be 'til he comes for you I wonder?" A whimper came from the corner of the room. Voldemort swivelled in his chair and –

"Harry!" Ron shouted. "Harry, get up, it's Christmas day!" Harry sat up. He was sweating. Lord Voldemort had someone…he was going to do something…he –

"Harry, come on!" The two of them ran down the stairs and into the living room. Presents filled the entire space under and around the tree.

"This pile is yours Harry" Ron said, pushing it towards him. Everyone else was already opening presents. Harry picked up the one from Ron and tore it open. It was a picture of him, Ron and Hermione standing in front of Hogwarts. Harry smiled.

"Thanks Ron"

"You're welcome!" Next he picked up the one from Hermione and smiled. He grabbed the corner of the paper. Harry's mobile rang. Everyone looked round at him.

"It's just my phone" Harry said, grabbing it off the table.

"Wow, that pheletone is small!" Mr Weasley exclaimed, looking at it. Harry smiled.

"Telephone Mr Weasley"

"Yes, yes of course!" Harry laughed and looked at the number. Hermione…He answered.

"Hello" he said brightly. Hermione's mum answered at the other end.

"Hello Harry. How are you?"

"I'm fine Mrs Granger, how's Hermione?"

"Hermione?"

"Yeah is she ok?"

"Hermione's not here dear, I though she was with you" Harry's heart stopped, he could have sworn it.

"H-Hermione isn't here Mrs Granger" Harry answered slowly. Everyone was looking at him now.

"Nonsense, we got a letter from her saying that she was staying at Ronalds"

"B-but she got a letter from you saying that she was to come home." Ron and Ginny looked at each other and then walked over to Harry. They stood in front of him.

"Well she isn't here" Mrs Granger said, worry now in her voice.

"Well she isn't here either, she…" Harry looked down at his hands and noticed he was still holding her present. Quickly he tore it open. The jewellery box inside was sealed. He opened it and took out the parchment. He read it silently in his head.

Harry,
Help me…No one knows I sent this, but I did. You weren't supposed to come until January to help me, but you need to help me now Harry, please help me. You'll find me. I know you will.
All my love,
Hermione

"Oh my god…" Harry whispered silently to no one in particular.

"What is it?" Mrs Granger said. Harry jumped. He'd forgot he was talking to her.

"I-I-I have to go" Harry said, hanging up. Everyone was staring at him.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked.

"It's Hermione. Voldemorts got her" everyone in the room winced at the sound of his name. "I've got to help her." Harry looked around before running upstairs. He heard someone follow him. He burst into his room and put some clothes on before grabbing his coat and broom. Ron ran in, followed by Ginny.

"Harry, what are you doing?"

"Saving Hermione"

"You can't do it on your own mate"

"Watch me"

"Harry no!" Ginny yelled as he jumped out the window onto his broom. Ron grabbed his own broom from the cupboard.

"Hop on Ginny" he said. They flew out the window after Harry.

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A/N – What'd you think? I can't say how many more chapters there will be because I might get a few more ideas as I go along…who knows? Anyway. Thanks for all the reviews. They're really great! I'm having so much fun writing this story! I'm glad everyone like the 'teaching Hermione to fly thing' I was afraid that people would say 'It's not like Hermione'…hmm….they probably will now. As for my fast updating…that's just my sad life I'm afraid! Nothing better to do than spend time on the computer! I just type fast…Glad you enjoyed it!