Chapter 1- Of All The Questions I Could Ask

A/N- So…I started this story and I got to Part 4 when my best friend and my beta (bubbleishness, Jessica) gave me new ideas. So we started writing this story together! Thank you so much Jessica! You are such a great friend!

Disclaimer-I love Harry Potter… but I don't own him… or anyone else for that matter…

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Ronald Weasley and Harry Potter sat in separate beds, in the same room of The Burrow. Harry had been rescued from the Dursleys after failing to send out letters to Lupin. But upon arriving at the Weasley's, he was sad to see everyone but Hermione. Apparently she was supposed to have been there before Harry, but no one could seem to get a hold of her, or find her for that matter.

"I'm sure she'll be here soon mate." Ron said breaking the uncomfortable silence between the two friends. "Her parents probably took her to Paris or something."

"I hope your right." Harry whispered, "I don't need anything worse to happen right now."

"It won't. My dad, Remus, and even Dumbledore are out looking for her."

"Wouldn't she be easy to find? I mean, she has muggle parents," He said. "And she knows how much danger she is in! Is she stupid?"

"No she's not!" Ron bellowed. "That's why there has to be some reasonable explanation."

"There better be."

Ron sighed and pulled the covers up over his head. "I'm going to bed."

Harry fell back onto his pillow, and heard Ron's snores after about 5 minuets. "Hermione… I hope you come back soon. I need someone to talk to… that will actually listen…" he whispered.

Harry rolled over and was on the verge of sleep when the door creaked open. Ginny walked in, tears streaming down her face. He was about to get up and say something when she croaked out her brother's name.

Ron awoke from his slumber and stared at his sister. "G-Ginny? What's the matter?"

She looked over at Harry and made sure he was asleep before talking. "It happened again."

Harry knew it was wrong, but he kept his eyes shut and listened in on their conversation. Actually, he couldn't really help it.

"Who was it this time?"

"Y-you…" She sobbed, and flung herself on her brother. "It f-f-felt real!"

"Ginny…I'm here, in the flesh. Nothing happened, there just dreams." Ron assured.

"But…"

"If you're so worried about it then lets go tell Mum."

"NO!" Ginny yelled/whispered. "She has enough to deal with right now, and I don't want to bother her with my silly problems."

"Obviously there not silly if your bawling your eyes out every night." Ron retaliated.

"Yeah I guess your right."

"When am I not?" He smirked.

"O…K… don't get too caught up in yourself there buddy."

Ron took a blanket and pillow from his bed, and lay down on the floor. "You can sleep here tonight."

"Really?"

"Yes. But when you're ready to talk to someone besides me… ask Harry. He will know what to say."

"Ok." She said sitting down on Ron's bed. "You didn't… like… have sex in this bed or anything, did you?"

"Ginny!"

"I'm just kidding." She laughed, "Goodnight Ron."

"Night."

"And…thank you, for being the best brother anyone could have."

Ron snorted and laid his head on the pillow. "Quit being sappy and go to bed."

"Ok."

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Harry slouched downstairs, his new morning routine. Eat breakfast, tell Mrs. Weasley he was fine, play chess with Ron, eat lunch, stare at his photo album, eat dinner, and think about Hermione. There was also the occasional moment when Sirius flashed through his mind, but he quickly dismissed that thought, not wanting to ever relive it again.

"Harry! Ronald!"

As soon as Harry rounded the corner, he was met by Ron and Mrs. Weasley.

"What do you want mum?" Ron asked.

"I have some good news…" She started, "Hermione will be here in 2 hours!"

Harry and Ron's faces lit up like Christmas trees. "Really?"

"Yes, Dumbledore is bringing her by."

"Where was she?"

"I'm not sure…you should ask her when she arrives."

Harry and Ron made their way upstairs and started playing chess. What else could they do to pass the time? 2 hours and 20 chess games later; of which you know the winner; a loud 'thud' came from downstairs, signaling the arrival of Dumbledore.

The two boys pounded downstairs and when they saw Hermione, smiled their first genuine smile in 3 weeks.

"Harry! Ron!"

Hermione ran over to her 2 best friends and pulled them into a tight group hug. "How are you guys?"

"Good… now." Harry said. "Where were you?"

"Oh… uh…" She started, but was interrupted by Ginny's loud shriek.

"Hermione!" The redhead ran down and pulled her into a tight, bone-crushing hug.

"N-nice gasp to see you too."

"Oh sorry…" She laughed, and reluctantly let go of her friend.

"Well if you are done with this little reunion, I have dinner ready." Mrs. Weasley called, and a gang of people crowed around the busy table.

Throughout dinner, many conversations about various things were held, but Harry didn't include himself in any of them. He was too busy staring at Hermione. She seemed… different, but he couldn't put his finger on it. She put on fake smiles when someone cracked a joke, she barely touched her food, and her eyes seemed… dark and gloomy.

After dinner, Hermione darted off to her room, and Harry followed close behind. She started milling around in her trunk when Harry knocked on her open door.

She jumped. "Oh… hey uh… Harry. You scared me."

"Sorry, I was just coming to check on you. You seemed kind of… off at dinner."

"Oh, I'm just really tired that's all." She said, clearly avoiding Harry's eye. "My Mum and Dad took me to America. That's why it was so hard to find me, by the way."

"Are you sure? Because you know if you need to talk about something… I'm here."

"Harry, I'm fine. Shouldn't I be asking you the same thing?"

"What do you mean?"

Hermione stared directly into his eyes and held the gaze. "Sirius."

"I…" Harry was startled. He didn't know what to say! Ever since he had arrived at the house, no one had uttered anything that had to do with that topic, let alone his name. "What about him?"

"Are you ok?"

"Do you think I am?"

She stared at him intently and he stared back. "I think you are in p-pain…" She started, but stopped to wipe away a fallen tear. "And that you are hiding it from everyone."

"You know what," He started, "I think your right." And he left, leaving Hermione in tears. But not necessarily over someone else's problems, more of her own.

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A/N-So? What did you guys think? Please review…Chapter 2 should be up anytime soon…

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Kaitlyn

Jessica