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Here you go people, the next chapter (finally, lol):

Ch 5: Decisions

Ebony woke with the sun shining on her face. She flexed and realized that Draco was still beside her, his arm wrapped around her waist. She smiled as memories of the previous night drifted back to her.

It was fun…she mused, basking in the glory of their lovemaking. But her euphoria did not last long, however, for a voice inside her head interrupted her peace:

But is that all you want? Do you just want a few nights in a bed?…even as she asked herself this she knew she wanted more. She had no idea why she was so attracted to him, she had never been before, but all she knew was that she was. But how can I expect that from him? She sighed, and knew that this was going to take a while sort out. So she shifted carefully, so that she would not wake the sleeping Draco, and got up. Silently, she started to look for her clothes, which had been scattered all over the room.

I just need to sort this out…she told herself as she began to dress herself.

Draco woke to the noise of someone moving about in the room. What the blood hell? he asked himself as he rolled over to see Ebony dressing.

"What the 'ell are you doing?" he asked, moaning, for the sunlight was strong, as he sat up on the bed. Instead of answering, she continued to get dressed, and started to walk out the door.

Draco, cursing himself, got up, put his pants on, and followed her out the door. His long strides quickly caught up with her small ones. And as he grabbed her arm and spun her around, he cried, "I said, what are you doing?" his voice was impatient and frustrated.

"I'm leaving." she stated, and she turned to walk away, but his hand stopped her,

"And if you keep your 'ands on me any longer, you are going to regret it terribly." Her teeth were clenched, but he could sense the venom. Disgusted with himself, he dropped his hands, and shoved them into his pocket. There was no where else to put them, for if he let them hang at his sides he was sure as hell he would touch her again, and obviously she didn't want him to.

"What do you need to think about?!" he shouted.

Ebony just stood there, shaking, and cursing herself for it, "I need to think about us."

"What is there to think about, we had sex, yes. It's not brain surgery!" he yelled, surprising both of them by using a muggle phrase.

"I know that," her voice was poison,

"But I have to think about my feelings about what we did last night. It was not just having sex, and we both know that." she said and Draco didn't question her any further. Turning, he walked back into the room.

Harry woke to people shouting in the hallway. Couldn't they do that when it's not so early? he asked himself as he shifted out of bed and began to dress. As he ran a comb through his hair, he looked over towards the figure still sleeping in his bed. And he was overcome with joy, I love her, I know I do, he told himself as he thoughts back to when they had first met. If someone had told him that he would fall in love with Ron's cousin, he would have laughed his ass off.

He walked over towards her, smiling as he kissed her forehead,

"Tati," he whispered, and she stirred.

"Wha?" she asked.

"I'm gonna go see what's going on outside, I'll see ya at lunch."

"Ok," she smiled, as she leaned in to kiss him. As he pulled away, she turned over and went t back to sleep. That's what I love about her, he sighed, she wasn't clingy. She let him have his space, and vice versa.

He thought about this as he opened the door, but what he saw when he looked out was enough to stop all his thoughts. For there was Ebony, standing here, crying, as she looked down the hallway.

Ebony just watched him walk away as tears formed in eyes. Damn, she cursed herself, but refused to brush them aside. No guy had ever made her cry, no guy had hurt her this much. By just walking away, he had done more damage than anyone else. But, I did sorta push him away, didn't I? she asked. Then, shaking her head, she said,

"I just need to sort this out."

At those words, Harry's focus snapped back to reality. That is exactly something Hermione would have said… he mused. It hurt to talk about Hermione, for they had not heard or seen from her since the previous school year. Ron doesn't even know where she is…Ron! his brain, now fully awake, exclaimed. He was supposed to meet Ron last night Shit! his mind raced as he walked out of the building and towards the Hogwarts castle.

When he finally got to their common room, Ron was no where in site. He assumed that he was still sleeping, or moping. For Ron's recent break up had hit him hard, and he had been more than depressed for the last two weeks. Harry was a bit worried about his friend, but continued to offer support and advice.

As he entered their bedroom, Harry knew he had been right. For, there laid Ron, on his bed, fast asleep. Gently, he shook his friend.

"Ron, Ron!" he yelled, causing Ron to jump.

"What the bloody 'ell are you doing?" Ron yelled.

"Waking you up. I'm sorry 'bout last night." Harry stated.

"It's ok, I figured you were detained." Ron smiled, causing Harry to burst out laughing.

"Yeah, I was detained alright. So what did you want to tell me?" he asked, sitting on the foot of the bed.

"Show you." Ron corrected as he bent down and reached onto the floor. When he came back up, he held a post card in his hand.

"What is-"

"Read it." Ron interrupted as he handed it to Harry, who read:

Dear Harry and Ron

I am sorry to tell you that Hermione's life is in grave danger and that we have unexpectedly moved out of the area. We cannot tell you where, lest this letter get in the wrong hands, but Hermione wanted to say goodbye, and that she will miss you. This will be the last letter we send you, thus this is our farewell. We love you both, and we are sorry to say goodbye.

Emily Granger

"What!" Harry exclaimed when he had finished reading the letter,

"What are we gonna do?"

"Nothing." Ron stated as Harry put the letter into his pocket.

"What do you mean nothing?" Harry exclaimed.

"Well, she's obviously in danger, and it might 'ave something to do with you, or me, so all we can do is to hope that she gets out of danger and comes back." he explained. Harry considered this a moment, then sighed,

"Your right, but I HATE sitting 'ere and doing nothing."

"I know which mean, but we 'ave no choice." Ron sighed, as he realized how hungry he was.

"Let's go eat." he said, and Harry nodded in agreement.

It was then, as they walked towards the Great Hall, that it happened. Neither of them knew how or why, in fact, neither of them noticed it until it was too late, but somehow the letter had fallen out of Harry's pocket. And, unbeknownst to them, had been picked up by the least likely person.