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A/N: thank you midnightbutterfly429 for reviewing. It really made my day. Thanks for pointing out the mistake I made in chapter 10. Your review was amazing it gave me confidence in my story again, thank you so much for that. I have finally picked up this story again and hope to get out a chapter every week or so. I'm not promising anything but I'm going to try.

Writing this chapter came so naturally it just flowed from me.

Chapter 11: Talking in the Clearing

Their time before they had to return was drawing to an end. Yes, they still had about a week left before but it was only a week. Harry was glad for it to be almost time to return to Hogwarts, maybe even more so than Hermione, if you could imagine that.

No one had any of their school things yet and Hermione was getting anxious. They would all be going to Diagon Alley tomorrow to get everything. Harry needed new robes along with his other usual supplies, as did Hermione, Ginny.

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Harry could faintly hear voices in the distance, though he couldn't make out what was being said, he could sense that there was nothing right about any of this. Where was he and how did he get there? He could feel something hard cold and metal in his hand, whatever it was he was clutching it with a tight grip. He was also lying on a cold surface that was quite lumpy, not unlike the ground. That's it he was laying outside somewhere that explained the harsh breeze he felt.

"Kill the spare!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

"NO!!" escaped his lips without him realising it.

There was a flash of bright green. Before he knew what was happening he was being drug to a large stone. Harry noticed that it wasn't just any old stone, it was a gravestone. He was being tied to it by someone who had the hood of his cloak covering his face, but he could sense who it was.

"Wormtail." He spat.

As if that had been some sort of command Wormtail had walked away, thought Harry could not see him anymore. He could only see what was in front of him. Some few feet away was Cedric lying motionless, with his eyes open in shock and horror. Cedric was dead. He tore his eyes away from Cedric's body. Taking in his surroundings, well what was In front of him anyways, he saw that there was a rather large caldron that was between him and Cedric. There were vicious flames below it that looked that some sort of barrier was containing them there, for they looked like they wanted to devour him

"It's ready master."

"Very well begin."

Wormtail picked up something that was wrapped in blankets, it looked like it could've been a baby, and removed what Harry now could tell was a set of robes. The thing that was in the robes now exposed.

It was hideous, and that was being nice. It was the ugliest creature that he had ever seen, even in a book. It looked like a baby demon, literally. It was a hairless and scaly-looking, a dark, raw, reddish black. Its arms and legs were thin and feeble, and its face - no child alive ever had a face like that - was flat and snake-like, with gleaming red eyes.

Wormtail looked Harry, apprehension covering his face. He then lowered the thing into the caldron, which Harryu could tell that was full of some sort of liquid substance. He heard the thing hit the bottom with a soft thud. Good, let it drown, let the bloody thing drown.

Wormtail then raised his wand, "Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son."

All of a sudden, the ground Harry began to crack and pull-apart, a fine trickle of dust rising between the cracks, and flew into the caldron.

Wormtail now pulled out a long silver dagger from his robes cringing. With a wavering voice he said, "Flesh - of the servant - w-willingly given - you will - revive - your master."

He can't be doing what I think he is , there's now way this can work. Harry thought as Wormtail lifted his arm, and then brought the dagger on his skin piercing it. Pushing the dagger further and further through his arm until - it fell to the ground with a thud. Screaming in agony, he picked up his arm and placed it into the caldron.

Now he was moving towards Harry with the dagger. "Blood of the enemy, forcibly taken, you will resurrect your foe." Bringing the dagger down, and piercing Harry's skin on his arm, with his remaining hand. Once cut he dropped the dagger, dug in his robes for a potion vile, and held it to the cut, collecting the blood running out of Harry's body. He nodded and staggered over to the caldron with the vile, his own blood pouring out of his body onto the ground. He poured Harry's blood into the cauldron and a firery red smoke or maybe it was just a light came from it. It was blinding but Harry couldn't close his eyes. He noticed that Wormtail was lying on the ground, obviously done his 'job'. Right then a tall, bald person was emerging from the cauldron. Lord Voldermort had risen. There was nothing Harry could've done to stop it, he was tied to tightly.

"Thank-you for coming Harry and assisting in my resurrection. Not that you had any choice of course but thanks none the less." he hissed.

Just then, the red turned to a bright green and he could hear his mum faintly say, "James, no." he saw a silent tear stream down her face and could feel her hold him tighter. "I'll protect you no matter what. I love you Harry." He heard footsteps coming towards them. "He will never have you by his side, to help him." She started humming a lullaby to him when the door flew open.

"MUM!!" Harry was sitting up in his bed in Ron's room sweat dripping all over him. His breathing was fast and his heart rate was so fast that he thought he was about to have a heart attack. And his scar, … it hurt so bad right now, he wished he had a dagger so he could cut his arm off as Wormtail had so he could take some of the pain away from his scar. He was biting his tongue so hard that he could taste his blood, just so he wouldn't scream out in pain.

Though the pain from his scar was blinding he got up grabbed a jumper and his broom. He left Ron there alone in the room and descended the stairs. He slowed as he came to Ginny's room wanting to go in there and get Hermione but he kept walking down the stairs. Once he was in the kitchen he quietly unlocked and opened the door and closing it behind him. He pulled on his jumper, and flew off on his broom to where they had played Quidditch; it looked a lot different at night.

Half lowering his broom, half-falling, he hit the ground screaming out in agonizing pain. After what seemed like hours his voice went hoarse and no sound would come from him he shut his mouth, still in pain. He sat up and crawled at tree and sat under it, pulling his legs to his chest wrapping his arms around them. Rocking he put his head on his knees, crying.

Hours passed with him just sitting there under the tree, until the sun had risen. Still the he didn't move, he hadn't even noticed that the sun had risen.

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Ron walked downstairs to the kitchen. When he entered the kitchen he noticed that Harry wasn't there. "Mum, where'd Harry run off to this early?"

"What do you mean Ron? I haven't seen him. Wasn't he in bed?"

"No he wasn't in the room I haven't seen him."

"Seen who?" Said Hermione walking in.

"Harry."

"Blimey."

"What?"

"Ummm…Ron we should get changed and go find him."

"Why? Hermione, I'm sure he's fine."

"Ron please."

"That would be a good idea Ron, Harry should eat something before we go. Though I'm sure he's fine. And Hermione dear, can you get Ginny up and send her down for breakfast." said Mrs. Weasley.

"Oh alright."

"Sure Mrs. Weasley, no problem. Come on Ron."

On the way up the stairs Ron asked Hermione why she was so worried.

"Do you mean you don't hear anything at night?"

"No, what's there to hear, besides the ghost, and I've learned to sleep through his noise."

"Well then, that's your problem right there."

"Huh?"

Just then they arrived at Ginny's room. "Ron just go get dressed and meet me here."

She opened the door and looked for some clothes . "Gin, wake up."

"Mmmmm…What?"

"Your mum wants you downstairs to eat."

"Mm-kay."

She found a pair of jeans and a tank top to put on. Just as she finished getting dressed there was a knock at the door. She opened the door and there was Ron.

"Ok now Ron how about you look in the house, you know it better than I do and I'll look outside."

"Sure. I still don't know why you're so worried, Harry isn't a little child you know he can take care of himself, he's fine. Done be so worried."

"Once I know where he is."

"Ok then. I'm gonna go start in the attic."

"Good idea. If you find him come find me."

"Will do."

As Ron trudged back up the stairs, Hermione went back in Ginny's room.

"Come on Gin, get up."

"Fine." she said sitting up.

"Gin can I borrow your broom for a bit?"

"Umm.. Sure but don't you hate flying. ?"

"Well… it's not too bad…if you don't go to high."

"Since when?"

"Since Harry talked me into trying it one day."

"Oh … I get it. Another thing… are you going to go flying with Harry again?"

"No, I'm not, though I wish it was just that. You see Harry wasn't in Ron's room when Ron woke up and your mum hasn't seen him. I'm worried and I want to find him."

"I see. He probably just went for an early morning fly."

"I hope. So can I?"

"Oh.. Yea go ahead."

"Thanks Gin." Taking the broom from Ginny she walked downstairs with her towards the kitchen. When Mrs. Weasley spotted them she looked alarmed.

"Taking a broom with you?"

"Yes, I figured that if he was outside that it might be easier to find him with it."

"That does make sense. Good morning Ginny dear. Did you sleep well?"

"Mornin', yup I did."

Hermione went outside carrying the broom and mounted it. She didn't go to high just yet in case someone looked out a window and saw her. When she was far away from the house she flew higher and higher. She was pretty sure where he had gone. She sped over the Forest to the clearing in the middle of it. Hovering up, high above the clearing she didn't see him so she dove down, coming closer and closer to the ground until she landed. Looking around she saw his Firebolt lying in the middle of the clearing. Dropping her own broom she ran to it looking around apprehensively for a sign of Harry. She stopped when she saw him curled under a tree at the edge of the clearing. She ran over to him and sae with her legs beneath her beside him. She stayed quiet, he wasn't asleep like she thought he was but he was awake. He was rocking back and forth humming what sounded like a lullaby.

"Harry?" she said quietly as she put her and on his shoulder. His head flew up, with a frightened expression all over his face. He looked at Hermione and gave a small smile.

"Hi." Tears were sliding down his face.

"Oh, Harry," she said soothingly, "What's wrong?"

He closed his eyes. "Had another dream, it's getting worse. It felt like my scar was splitting apart. It's never hurt so badly before. Not even after the third task."

"Blimey. Harry why'd you leave the Burrow?"

"Because if I didn't I would've woken everyone up. I had to bite my tongue to not scream, and even then if I didn't get out I would've stop biting my tongue, and screamed. You see I was getting tired of tasting blood." He said showing her his tongue.

"Oh Harry, I wish I could do something to help." She said as he put his head on her shoulder."

"You are helping Mione."

"I am? How?"

"Yes you are. Just by being here to talk to."

"I'm glad it helps. "

"It does, a lot."

"Do you want to talk about the dream?"

"Ummm…well…I was at the grave yard, Tom Riddle's grave yare. Cedric was there, so was Wormtail, and the baby demon Voldermort. Some details were different, like always." He took his head off her shoulder, while stretching his legs away from his body, to look at her. "Once everything was in the caldron a bright firery red smoke came out of it. He rose up and spoke to me. He said "Thank-you for coming Harry and assisting in my resurrection. Not that you had any choice of course but thanks none the less." Then the red smoke turned to green. It was so bright I couldn't do anything but close my eyes. Then I heard my mum, she was holding me."

They sat in silence for a while. "What'd she say Harry?"

He laid his head back on her shoulder. "James, no." She said it right quite to. I opened my eyes and saw that she was crying she held me tighter. And then said, "I'll protect you no matter what. I love you Harry." Then I heard footsteps coming towards us. And she said, "He will never have you by his side, to help him." Then she started humming a lullaby to me when the door flew open." He started to hum again, she looked at him and saw that he was crying.

Whispering, almost afraid of being loud she said, "I wish I could take all your pain and misery away." She kissed his head then laid her head on his.

"You help and that's all that matters, Herms. If I hadn't had you to talk to I think I'd explode."

"Oh Harry don't say that, you have Ron too."

"It's true though. I never would be able to talk to Ron like this, or about half the stuff I talk to you about, if any. I'm glad I have you"

"I'm glad you feel comfortable with me. And you know I don't know what I'd do without you either."

"Huh? You lost me there."

"All that I'd ever do is study and fret over school and marks and would have gone completely mental if it weren't for you. I also wouldn't have gotten on a broom again."

"Heh…we're quite a pair then aren't we Mione. Me, I'd explode with all that runs through my head, and you'd go mental from school."

"Yea, I suppose we are…how long have you been here?"

"Umm… I don't know, a long time I'm guessing."

"Well…" she said grabbing his hand to look at his watch. "Holy cricket."

"What?"

"It's nine thirty-seven. I've been here for almost three hours."

"Bl-blimey." He said stifling a yawn.

"What, all this talking tire you out?" she said starting to giggle.

"No but this not sleeping did, and the fact that it is so comfy sitting like this."

"Glad I can be a comfy pillow." She replied sounding hurt.

"I didn't mean it like that Mione, I'm sorry."

"Don't be I was only jokin."

"Oh…we should probably get back eh?" he said hitting her playfully/

"Hey! We better I was all worried when I came looking for you I made Ron look too… they're all probably really worried now. Especially that we were going to be leaving for Diagon Alley about seven thirty."

"Well then, we best be going."

He stood up grabbing her hand to help her up. He pulled her to her feet and himself. He stood there hugging her. "Thanks so much Mione." he pulled away a bit and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Anytime, Harry, anytime."

They pulled away and walked to the middle of the clearing where his and Ginny's broom were hand in hand. They hugged again before mounting their brooms and took off side by side.

As soon as they landed in the garden Hermione heard Ron say that they were back. She dropped her broom and hugged Harry tightly and whispered in his ear, "Play along they think I hate flying."

"Of course Mione."

As they Ron and Ginny came out of the Burrow Hermione started shaking uncontrollably in Harry's arms. "Mione it's ok. Were on the ground now."

"I can't believe I let you talk me into that." She said sounding extremely frantic. She was good at this.

"Now did you really think I was going to let anything happen to you? I was there right beside you all the way back here Mione, I would never let anything bad happen to you."

"Hermione your fine, and to think it was Harry that you were worried about. What took so long? Mum's been going frantic with worry over you two." Said Ron.

"Ron we were fine sorry to worry you guys." Harry spoke up.

"Where'd you take off to this morning."

"The clearing. I couldn't sleep so I thought a nice ride on my Firebolt might help. I flew around there for awhile, then went and sat under a tree and I must've fell asleep."

"That still doesn't explain why it took almost three hours to get back here after Hermione left."

"Well Ron, the clearing wasn't t first place I looked. I flew around, low to the ground I might add. Looking around here and all over until I finally thought of the clearing. And I took the path there so it took a little longer to get there than if I had flew over the forest."

"Ok. Well you two better get inside and eat something so we can go get the shopping done with. Mum kept you guys some food and put a warming charm on it." Said Ginny.

"Thanks" Harry and Hermione said in unison.

A/N: so here it is chapter 11 what'd you think of it I'd love to hear what you have to say. When I started this chapter, I only had one idea, a memory to put in the chapter, but that didn't make it in. So I'll just have to save it until later. The next chapter will probably be just about Brandy. And in a few chapters, they'll be at Hogwarts {I think} unless some other ideas hit me.