Albus saw Hermoine to the Tower and walked her inside and all the way up to outside of her room. All the other Gryffindor lions were in their respective rooms, either sleeping or whispering quietly. Hermoine spoke quietly when addressing the Headmaster.

"Thank you Professor Dumbledore." Albus smiled at her sympathetically.

"I will take care of everything Miss Granger. Now, I do suggest that you and Mr. Weasley fix whatever is troubling the two of you." Hermoine's head shot up quickly, her eyes showing confusion. How had Dumbledore known about her fight with Ron?

"I have my ways of knowing such things. I will see you in the morning." Hermoine nodded and turned to go in her room, but instead, she quickly hugged Albus around the middle. Albus was shocked at first, but then gently squeezed the girl.

"Thank you Professor."

"Your welcome Hermoine. Now, get some rest." She waved as she closed the door behind her. Albus quickly made his way out of the Tower and headed for his wife's rooms. He heard no movement and quietly spoke the password. He headed for the bedroom, unsure of how he would find her. She had not seemed well after bringing Hermoine back. The girl had not spoken of what had actually happened, only saying that Minerva had found her before she was hurt. He sighed as he looked at her. She was still in her day clothes, sleeping with one arm draped across her stomach. She had probably stayed up, waiting for him to come talk to her about what Hermoine had said.

As he made his way over to her, he was as quiet as he could possibly be. He didn't want to disturb her sleep. Whatever they needed to talk about could wait until morning. He draped an afgan over her sleeping form and softly kissed her forehead. He had things he needed to do that night, which included contacting the ministry. This attack would not go unnoticed. He looked back at Minerva once more before leaving.

"I will fix this, Minerva. Good will prevail, I promise. I love you darling."

And with that, the door quietly shut, leaving the witch to her dreams.

The next morning, Harry and Ron started down to breakfast. When they reached the common room, they found Hermoine sitting by the fire.

"Hermoine!" Surprised, she looked up, not expecting the hug she received from Harry.

"Are you alright? Professor McGonagall said you weren't in your room last night and that they were searching for you."

"I'm fine Harry, thanks." She looked at Ron, who was staring at something on the floor. "Good morning Ron," she said, rather cooly.

"Hermoine, I'm...er...I'm glad you're alright. And...I'm...well, I'm sorry I yelled at you yesterday. You were right. Something is wrong with McGonagall."

"What?" Hermoine's tone changed from cold to one of concern.

"Harry and I spoke with Professor McGonagall last night after she found you."

"Did she tell you what happened?"

"No. But then, when we were coming back up here, we saw her lean on to the banister. She didn't look too good."

"Well, I'm glad you finally see that I was not making things up!" She crossed her arms over her chest and looked into the cold fireplace.

"I know, Hermoine, and I'm sorry. We want to help you research and all." She slowly turned back around to look at Ron and finally, after what seemed like an eternity, sighed.

"It's alright. But, we'd better get to breakfast before they start worrying. We can figure out a course of action there."

The trio walked down to the Great Hall, seeing that they were almost the last to arrive. Hermoine looked up to the Head Table and saw that both Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall seemed relieved to see her, especially since she seemed to be on good terms with Harry and Ron. She nodded at them and they at her. They sat down to eat their breakfast when the questions came pouring out of the two boys mouths.

"So what happened?"

"Where did you go?"

"What did you talk to Dumbledore about?"

"Who found you?"

"Boys, boys, puhlease! Give me time to digest one question at a time. Now, I'm not allowed to discuss what happened but I am allowed to say that Professor McGonagall found me and took me to Professor Dumbledore's office. After we talked about what happened, he brought me back to the tower and I went to sleep. That's it."

"Hermoine! Who took you?"

"I don't know. I never got the chance to find out."

"McGonagall found you?"

"Yes, after almost two hours. Whoever took me didn't speak almost the entire time. We just kept walking and walking for what seemed like hours. Finally, we got to a room I've never seen before. I don't even know what part of the castle it was in. I just remember being pushed into the room and then he started threatening me and Professor McGonagall found us." Harry pondered what Hermoine had just said for a minute, before responding.

"I wonder how she found you."

"Yea, she left during dinner and she told us she went to your room and saw you weren't there. How would she have known where you were taken?" Hermoine shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know. Professor Dumbledore didn't say anything about it and neither did Professor McGonagall. She left right after she brought me to Dumbledore's office to check on the rest of you in the tower." Ron looked at the Head Table and closely monitored Minerva's actions. She seemed to be tired, and she wasn't eating much.

"Do you think the reason Professor McGonagall knew where you were is in someway related to the fact that she hasn't seemed well lately?" Hermoine's and Harry's jaws dropped. "What?" Ron asked, confused at the way they were looking at him.

"Where did you ever come up with that Ron?"

"Now, don't laugh at me! I was just thinking...."

"Ron, you're brilliant! Oh, I could just kiss you!" Hermoine blushed at the realization of what she just said, but was nowhere near as red as Ron. After he recovered from the shock of what Hermoine has said, Ron cleared his throat and spoke again.

"So, you think I have something?"

"Yes, I...uh, Harry and I do. Let's go to the library after dinner and grab some old newspapers. I'm sure we'll be allowed to take them back to the common room. We can say they're for research. Alright?"

Harry and Ron agreed and then quickly finished their breakfast before heading to Charms class. Minerva got up slowly, still exhausted from the events of the night before. Albus reached over and touched her arm.

"Yes, Headmaster?"

"I would like to discuss what happened last night."

"I have classes all day today, I'm afraid."

"After dinner then?"

"I will need to check to make sure all the students are in Gryffindor Tower, but after that, yes, we will discuss last night." She noticed the twinkle in his eye and smiled at him. He watched her walk out of the Great Hall and worried for both her and the baby's safety. He knew something was wrong, something she wasn't telling him.