So after all this time I fugured I should really finish this story. I'm really bad for starting things and then getting distracted by other projects. Oh well. THis isn't quite as long or indepth as I first planned but it's finished and frankly that's what's important to me ight no. I'm going to upload the end in three different chapters. So here's the long overdue chapter 4. Enjoy.

Hermione scurried upstairs to the room she had been sharing with Ginny. She went straight for a small chest that was in the corner of the room and pushing her clothes off the top of it. She swung open the chest and quickly waved her wand over the open space. Reaching her hand in she began to pull out several books and spread them on the floor around her. Something she had seen on Harry's desk had triggered a memory, she had seen it somewhere before, it was somewhere in these books that she was scrambling through. Hermione pushed pages around in front of her desperately searching for her answer, her confirmation of what she feared Harry might be trying to do.

Hermione did not even hear Ginny come into the room. Ginny stood for a moment looking down at her friend who was scrambling through masses of paper and frantically mumbling to herself.

"What are you doing? These are dark magic books you're looking through" Ginny finally said somewhat dismayed.

"What?" Hermione said jumping up and staring down at the books at her feet.

"What are you doing looking through dark magic books? After all that Harry…" Ginny broke off as tears welled up in her eyes. She turned away slightly and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Ginny…Ginny" Hermione pulled Ginny into her arms and held her close "Don't worry I'm not turning to the dark magics to use them like Harry did. It's something I saw at Harry's. Something I think he might be trying to do."

"I wish he'd just stop hasn't he caused enough damage already?"

"Harry has just been so angry for so long. He was so caught up in his fight with Voldemort and with the Death Eaters that he didn't see how far he was gone, doesn't see how lost he is and now, now I think he believes he can turn things around using these same awful magics."

"What do you think he is trying to do?" Ginny asked moving to take in the different books

Hermione bent down and picked up one of the books keeping it open on its page. She pointed gravely at the writing and images that were there and Ginny gasped in shock at what she saw.

"You don't think he'd actually try that do you?"

"That's what I'm afraid of. I think it's the only way he can see to make things right." Hermione flopped down onto her bed holding her head in her hands.

"But that's crazy. He can't really believe that this spell will work"

Hermione looked up at Ginny, fear in her eyes. "We both know how powerful a wizard Harry is now. I'm more worried that he will be able to pull the spell off. He's messing with forces that should never be meddled with. It can not possibly go well."

"So what do we do?" Ginny asked as she sat down beside Hermione on the bed.

"We do nothing. You're going to stay here where you'll be safe. I'm going to go see him again alone."

"What? It's far too dangerous to go on your own. What if he hurts you?"

"He won't. I don't believe he'd actually hurt either of us but I think it is harder for him to see you than it is to see me and don't pretend you can control your emotions around him either. I was there when you said hello with your boot this morning."

Ginny accepted the truth in Hermione's reasoning. She had a tendency for always being right and more often than not, debating with her was pointless. Hermione explained how she would have to leave soon but that she needed to get some things ready, just in case. Ginny left Hermione to get ready and Hermione began to fill a small sack with a few potions and ingredients. She piled up a few books and began to flick through them reading certain passages. She would have to be more prepared for Harry this time. She needed to be ready for what he was trying to do and also make sure that he could not just send her back as he done earlier. All the while Ginny paced back and forward outside casting hexes and spells into the air to nervous to stand still even for a moment. Harry had meant the world to her and she struggled to find an emotional place for him. She cared about him deeply but also hated him now after all he had done in the name of fighting the followers of Voldemort. Ginny really hoped that Hermione would be able to reach Harry this time and bring him back from the precipice of darkness he had fallen into. If Hermione could not do, she was not sure that anyone could. Hermione gathered up the last bits and pieces she needed and walked out to where Ginny was pacing. Ginny anxiously looked at the approaching Hermione and sighed and closed her eyes as Hermione approached

"Don't worry Ginny. I'll be fine." Hermione said as she placed a hand on Ginny's shoulder. "I'm going to bring the old Harry back to us. I know he still in there, somewhere."

"Good Luck" Ginny whispered to Hermione and like that Hermione had disappeared leaving a restless Ginny to wait in the garden.

Hermione reappeared, not in Harry's room as she had done earlier and hoped to do now but rather outside the house he had been staying in. She had the odd sensation that she had been bounced out to land there. Already this was proving more difficult than she had hoped. She would have to figure a way to get past Harry's defences and hope that when she did it wasn't too late.