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A/N-Just a quick note...I know some have said that Harry's parent's house was completely destroyed when Voldy attacked them but I read it a different way when Hagrid said he grabbed him from the rubble. I took it as he grabbed him from the rubble of the room. In this story the house is mostly in tact. I love you all! Happy reading and don't forget to review!

Road Trip

Remus showed them the location they were apperating to on a map and then counted;

"One…two…three…" and instantly the group disappeared from number 12 Grimmauld place and reappeared in a misty glen just 10 miles south of Godric's hollow. A heavy fog hung over the knee high weeds and brush that surrounded them.

"Everyone make it?" Harry called out. The group looked around at each other and then back at Harry nodding the whole time.

"Good." he said. "Now try to stay together. Hagrid, I want you to bring up the rear of the group."

"Anything ya want 'arry." he said proudly. He had been given a new wand and reinstated as a wizard so that he could help out. McGonagall had been tutoring him.

Hermione stayed close to Draco as the group moved silently through the trees and into a vast forest. The minuscule sun that had been peeking through the dark grey clouds was immediately lost as they entered the woods. No path existed so they fought their way through the thick foliage. Remus and Harry tore through the thick vines and brambles with their wands.

"Reducto, reducto." was all Hermione heard as they made their way through the woods. Every footstep, every movement echoed eerily. Miles and miles of walking in silence finally ended in a clearing at the other end of the woods.

"How much farther Harry?" Ron grumbled. "We've been walking forever."

"Hush Ronald." Mrs. Weasley said in a low voice. "We will be there when we are there."

"Shhhh…" Ginny said from the front of the group.

"Just a few miles to go." Remus said. "It's just on the other side of the hill there." He pointed to a huge hill about a mile off.

"Oh, yeah. Just a few miles." Ron said sarcastically under his breath. Mrs. Weasley heard him and batted him on the back of the head.

"Ow!" he near shouted.

"Shhhh…" Ginny said again turning around and giving her brother a very harsh look.

Soon the thick woods gave way to a vast meadow filled with wildflowers and high grasses. The group moved silently through. Just speaking in whispers when the need arose. The summer sun was fast rising in the summer sky was hidden behind the thick grey clouds. That didn't stop it from becoming increasingly warm. Some of the members were wiping sweat from their brows as they walked. After an hour they reached the hill that stood between them and Godric's hollow. Godric's hollow was in the middle of a valley and surrounded by high hills and thick evergreen groves. They started to walk up the makeshift path and soon realized that the hill was higher and steeper than previously thought.

"Jeez" Hermione blurted as she stopped briefly to catch her breath. She looked around at her fellow order members. Everyone was having a hard time climbing the hill. Especially McGonagall. She was leaning against a tree looking noticeably worn.

"Harry." Hermione called out. "Can we take a rest for just a moment?"

"No time 'Mione." he said as he trekked on.

"Harry, look around!" she said motioning to the tired group. Harry stopped and turned around for a moment. His eye caught McGonagall looking as if she were about to pass out.

"Fine, ten minutes. Then we need to move. Let's get up here in this group of trees." he said pointing about fifty feet ahead. They walked into it and sat on the cool green grass beneath the evergreens and maples. Hermione leaned against Draco's chest and took a deep breath.

"I am beat." she sighed. Draco nodded as he arched his back to stretch out. The group was still fairly quiet except for Harry who was looking at his watch impatiently.

"Why couldn't we apparate closer?" Ron whined.

"Because Ron," Remus started. "That area was the most likely not to be inhabited this time of morning. We couldn't just 'pop' into a full Muggle village and say 'Here we are!'"

Some of the others giggled at that thought. Harry looked the most annoyed.

"Okay, times up. We are almost there." he said.

The group groaned in unison as they got up and stretched before heading farther up the hill. Hermione noticed a strange fog at the top of the hill as they got closer.

"What is that?" she whispered to Mrs. Weasley.

"I don't know dear." she said with her brow furrowed "But I'm afraid we are about to find out."

Hermione silently nodded and took Draco's hand in hers, intertwining their fingers tightly. Draco looked at her face, sweat beading at her forehead.

"Something wrong?" he asked her, giving her hand a quick squeeze of reassurance.

"That mist, at the top of the hill. I've seen it somewhere before but I can't remember where." she said in her most worried voice.

"I'm sure its just fog." Draco said, not believing for a moment that it was just fog.

"Yeah." Hermione replied.

Soon they were near the top and the group couldn't see more than a few feet in front of them. The mist that held the air was so thick that it clung to their clothes and bodies as they walked through it. The apex of the hill yielded a faint view of Godric's hollow. It was so obscured by mist that the tiny rooftops below were barely visible.

"Is that it?" Harry asked Remus.

"Yes." He said somberly. "But something has beaten us here."

Just then Harry heard horrible screaming and fell to his knees placing his hands over his ears.

"Harry, are you okay?" Ron asked rushing to his friend's side.

"It's them." Harry said, his voice trembling. "Dementors."

The group looked through the mist and saw a horrible sight. Thousands upon thousands of Dementors gliding around the hills and the edges of town. Hermione tried to muffle her horrified gasp but it echoed eerily through the air.

"I knew I had seen that mist before. The Dementors are breeding." she said horrified.

"How are we…" Harry started to ask Remus but his finger went to his mouth to silence Harry.

"Shhhh…just for a second." Remus said. "I need to see a way into the village." The group was dead silent as he looked down the hillside and spied a small stream and a stone bridge. Only a few Dementors were around and he figured the 13 of them could fend them off long enough to get as far as the Potter's house.

"Alright, we are going this way towards that stream. Wands at the ready and use your Patronus when you see a Dementor. Let's go. And stay close to one another."

The already small gap between the order members closed even further as they made their way down the steep hill towards the stream. Walking downhill became more and more difficult as the rocky hillside became more and more unstable. Hermione found herself hanging on to Draco to keep from tumbling down the hill and into a crowd of Dementors. They moved silently and swiftly towards their destination finally reaching it after about half an hour. The rippling water made the only sound in the unusually quiet town. They stepped through the stream unnoticed and made it to the other side. The mist was even thicker down in the valley and it became even harder to see.

"Everyone still with us?" Remus asked in a hushed voice. Hagrid counted and replied.

"Yeah."

Remus nodded and walked on the other side of the stone bridge. The Dementors began to get excited sensing new emotions were approaching.

The sight of the tiny town was one of despair. Windows were boarded up in hopes of keeping the invisible menace out. Muggles could not see Dementors, but only feel their presence.

"I don't think we can pass all of these Remus." Harry said nervously.

"We don't have to." Remus said pointing at the sky. Thousands of Dementors fled towards a dark wooded area at the edge of town.

"What happened?" Hermione asked. "Where did they all go?"

"I'm not quite sure." McGonagall said. "But whatever happened thanks the gods."

"It was like something spooked them." Harry said.

"Called them is more like it." Remus said. "I have a feeling someone knows we are here."

Shivers went down Hermione's spine when she heard that.

"What now?" Ron asked eyeing the boarded up windows and doors. "I don't think we will be staying at any inn."

"The sky is clearing." Luna said pointing to the fading mist.

Soon muggles were peeking their heads out of doors and smiling and cheering that the fog had finally lifted.

"Strange weather." an older woman said as she left her front door. "That fog has been here for weeks. I was so depressed I had lost hope of ever seeing the sun again."

"Yes, very strange." Remus said. "Can you point us in the direction of the Inn?" he asked the lady. "We will be checking in later after a short walk about the village."

"It's about two streets up to the right. Can't miss it." she said with a half smile that looked as if it pained her face.

"Okay, now where is my parent's house Remus?" Harry asked looking around.

"It's on the edge of town. " He opened up a small piece of paper and read.

The Potters are located

At number 7 Roslyn lane

Godric's Hollow

"What is that?" Harry asked quietly.

"The exact piece of paper Wormtail gave to Voldemort when he betrayed your parents. Don't ask how it came to be in my possession."

"Dumbledore…" Harry muttered in a sad sort of way. The piece of paper passed between all the members of the order so that the house could be seen by all when they arrived.

Near the back of the group Hermione was hanging onto Draco's hand very tightly. She would never admit how frightened this trip had made her, but Draco being there was very reassuring.

"I wonder how far we are from Harry's house." she whispered to him. He shrugged and gave her hand a squeeze.

The group followed Harry and Remus down a long paved road and onto a dirt road. Hermione looked at the street sign that was on the corner.

"Roslyn lane…odd." she said to herself.

"What's odd?" Draco asked. She had not yet mentioned the dream she had with the three beautiful children.

"Uh…nothing." she said quickly. Draco looked at her suspiciously.

"Out with it Granger." he said playfully poking her in the side.

"Well, the other night I had a strange dream about us, about our future, about…erm, our children." she said in a nervous sort of way.

"And…? He asked shocked, but keeping his composure.

"And the babies name was Roslyn." she told him.

"Okay, I'm still not seeing it."

"The street name." she said pointing.

"Oh." he countered.

"It was just coincidence. I don't believe in all that dreams telling the future bollocks." she snorted, only half convinced of what she had said.

After walking a bit Harry called out that they were nearly there. Hermione looked at the numbered houses. Fifteen, thirteen, eleven, nine and finally seven. Number seven was on the end of a dead end quiet street. Abandoned for over 17 years the sad ruins of the two story yellow wood sided house stood as a grim reminder of what had occurred there one Halloween night. The sight of it took Hermione's breath away. She had heard the story many times. It had been re-told to nearly every wizard born child. James and Lily Potter hiding with tiny baby Harry in a house on the outskirts of Godric's Hollow. They were betrayed by their secret-keeper and Voldemort showed up that night to kill baby Harry. James had tried to stop them and died trying to save his wife and child. Voldemort caught up with Lily and Harry in his nursery. He gave Lily a chance, even if it was a ploy, to live if she would just give him Harry. Lily refused and shielded Harry from his Avada Kedavra. Lily fell to the floor. Voldemort turned his attention to Harry but something went wrong. The curse rebounded on him and he lost his body, only existing as a parasite. But seeing it. Being here. It chilled her to the bone.

Heavy ivy and weeds had grown over the broken down home. Shingles were falling off of the roof and the once beautiful front porch was rotted and collapsing. Shrubs that once bloomed with flowers were now tangled, gnarled branches that kept intruders at bay. Harry walked up to the house and stared. Even thought it was the middle of the day a gloomy aura surrounded the place. Hermione squeezed Draco's hand before releasing it and walking up to Harry, Ron followed putting his arm around Harry. Hermione grabbed his hand tightly.

"It's okay Harry. We're here." she told him. She saw a tiny glisten near his eye.

"Do you want to go in now?" Ron asked. Harry wiped his eye and nodded quickly before the rest of the group noticed.

"Do you think it's safe to enter?" Hermione said looking at the desperate state of the porch.

"It's fine." Harry confirmed clearing his throat. "Let's go in."