Unintended Surprise

A/N: Yes, I'm back again, kiddies! For all those who reviewed me so far, here's a cyber cookie left over from my Photo 1 class. (:3:) Here you go! As always, I don't own HP, and flames roast my toasty marshmallows! Happy Halloween! (Laughs manically)
Remus sat in a chair opposite Harry, a cup of cocoa on the table beside him. Since his arrival five minutes ago until the present time, his expression remained anxious, eyes shifting every once in a while.

Mrs. Weasley left the room and Remus immediately leapt at the opportunity to speak to Harry. "Let me get straight to the point, Harry."

Harry knew it had to something about Voldemort. Good or bad, Harry would take anything, as long as it got him closer to destroying him.

Letting out a sigh to restrain himself, Remus continued in as calm a manner he could. "It has only come upon me recently that I might have a clue to what and where one of horcuxes might be."

Harry's eyes widened. Finally, there was a lead on the subject which he spent a great many nights, some sleepless, cogitating and contemplating over.

"However…" Remus' voice started with hesitation, "It might come as a shock to you as to whose possession it's in. Mind you, this is only a hunch."

The brief silence was killing Harry. "Well?"

Remus opened his mouth to speak but was stopped a scream from the kitchen.

"RONALD!"

Mrs. Weasley's voice echoed through the house, the sound of a worried mother that could scare even a wolf.

Harry burst into the kitchen, shortly followed by Remus. Scars traced Ron's façade along with a downtrodden and shaken expression. More noticeable was the absence or Hermione. "Ron, what happened?"

Hermione's abandoned bouquet shook in his hands as Ron held it outward.

Everyone in the room could hear the sound of Harry's knuckles crack as he flexed them in and out until the settled in a fist. The heartache in his voice was almost too much to bear. "Are you to tell me…that she…is dead?"

"No," responded Ron, biting back tears. "She's lost. How else would I come home alone?"

Anger flashed through Harry's mind and face. It was difficult to decide whether to blame Ron or blame himself. For once, reason evoked his decision and settled that it could have happened to anyone. How unfortunate that it had to happen this way.

Harry ran to the bathroom, the cold water waking his awareness of the situation. Remus and Ron waited outside.

"I knew this was going to happen," Remus blurted out quietly but enough for Ron to hear and Harry to turn his attention to Remus.

"What do you mean?" Harry questioned with urgency in his voice. Harry then thought back to the conversation he and Remus had only a few minutes ago, which seemed like and eternity ago based on the current events. "The horcrux…"

Remus nodded. "I'll explain everything in time, but now we need to find where Hermione went."

Wherever she went…I'll find it, Ron thought to himself. I swear it, if it's the last things I do. No matter what it takes…No matter what it takes.

He put his hand to his heart. Hermione.
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The sun began to rise etched in red, a warning to sailors at sea, from behind the hills in the distance. Her eyes we greeted with the dim sunlight of the approaching morning. Hermione Granger slowly began to wake in an unfamiliar place.

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