Sorry I took so long to update again. Working at a summer camp is very draining. Enjoy the 5th chappie!
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Hermione's eyes burst open. She heard the approaching footsteps, and dared not turn her head to see who it was. Her gut seemed to be screaming DANGER in her ears, and she suspected that she was indeed in great danger for Voldemort was waiting to attack!
Her breathing grew heavy, and for the second time that day, she was very frightened. She knew that Harry couldn't help her this time. She would have to save herself.
Tom noticed the sudden change in her breathing. He came up right behind her, and she could feel him growing closer until he was hovering right above her form. Her breathing staggered and her chest was heaving in and out. She thought to herself, if I spring up, maybe I'll surprise him, and get away. Or maybe I should stay like this, and let him think that I'm asleep. What should I do? He could hurt me to no end; he is a sociopath with no pity or anything! Oh my gosh! He's standing right over me! She shut her eyes tightly and tried to think of any possible solutions. She decided at the last possible second to spring up and—
"EXPELLIARMUS!"
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Chapter 5- Confundus
Both wands were thrown into the air. They just stood there, staring at each other being careful not to become vulnerable by turning their backs to retrieve their wands. Hermione didn't know what to do. The only thing she could think of was to trick him somehow into turning the other way so she could get at her wand. She didn't even think of the accio spell.
She turned her head sideways, and pretended to look happily surprised, "Oh, Madame Pomfrey. Thank goodness you're here!" She said sounding relieved.
Just then, for a split second, Tom looked around to see if she was indeed telling the truth. It was just enough time for her to retrieve her wand.
He turned to look at her again, and shouted "You pathetic little Mudblood! That little stunt you pulled may have fooled me this time, but next time, you'll be sorry! ACCIO WAND" The wand flew right into his hand, and he could do anything he wanted at that moment.
Hermione tried to think of a spell that might stump Tom and make him forget about killing her. Then, she dug up out of her head the spell she had learned in History of Magic. The spell that made people forget and release themselves to the castor's control, "CONFUNDUS!" screamed Hermione. Tom's menacing face turned to one of confusion, and he started to look around. Confundus wasn't used anymore, but it was still affective, she remembered.
"Where am I? How did I get here?"
Hermione just snickered to herself. She was so relieved. She had tricked Voldemort into her spell, and she could make him do anything she wanted.
"Who are you?"
"I'm…a…your Potions professor."
"Am I in trouble?"
"Yes, indeed you are. You need to open all windows and doors at once if you want a passing grade in my class!"
Hermione couldn't believe how well her plan was working…
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Harry sat up in bed, worrying about Hermione. "Where could she be? He thought." Harry got out of bed and turned on his lamp. Hermione was his only companion in this horrible apparation to the past. If she disappeared, he would be screwed.
He began pacing the room, and thought of the worst possible scenarios she could be in. What if she was found by a teacher and given detention? What if she ran into Voldemort again? What is she's dead! He thought. No, she's not dead. She's Hermione for crying out loud! She can get herself out of any situation. If I just go to sleep, she'll probably be here when I wake up. And with that, he got back into his bed, laid his head down on the fluffy pillow, and drifted off to sleep rather peacefully with his new reasoning, but still with a look of worry.
It turned out that Harry was right. Hermione could get out of every situation. At least, so far she could.
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Tom obeyed Hermione's every wish, and soon, she had him tied up to a chair and unconscious. She ran out of the dark library as soon as his eyes drooped down. Now she was running through the halls of Hogwarts determined to find her way back to the room of requirement. Harry won't believe what I've been though tonight, she thought to herself. Her heart was still pumping with her adrenaline rush. She had been lucky, very lucky. Her spell had only worked because it had never been cast on him before. Every defensive spell that had been cast on him, he was able to counter it the second time around. Even at his current age at Hogwarts, he was on his way to being invincible.
She turned the corner, and there it was; the room of requirement. A porthole appeared, and soon she was inside the comfy room once more. She got into her nightgown for a second time, and walked over to her bed.
But before she climbed in, she walked over to Harry, and stared down at his sleeping form rolled up in the covers. She bent down, and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She saw the hint of worry on his face turn into a smile, and she smiled herself. She didn't know what she would've done without Harry to keep her sane in this insanity of a place where Voldemort himself roamed fearless and free to cause destruction. She stared at him once more, and climbed into her own bed and fell asleep despite the fear in her heart.
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Well, there you go. The 5th chapter. I'm sorry it's so short. Future chapters will be longer. I hope you enjoyed it. I added the little peck on the cheek to show a hint of a growing romance. Tell me what you liked and what I should improve on.
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