A/N: So here we are at chapter 16…I think well your reading it and I'm at chapter 18 in writing. This is sooner than I wanted but I figured that if I do this now that I won't have to say ooops when my laptop crashes

I hope that you like this chapter…and of those who were gonna kill me cause yall thought I was gonna kill harry don't cause he's back.

And now…chapter 16

30 mins before Harry's injury in a place unknown:

"Have you prepared the polyjuice potion yet father?" Draco asked.

"Yes, it is ready."

"Now before I give this to you let's go over the plan."

"Kill Potter."

"How are you going to do it?"

"When he's outside and so they don't suspect a thing don't worry I have it all figured out." Draco said to his father.

"I do worry. You have already failed the Dark Lord's wishes…or do you not remember Dumbledore."

"Of course I remember."

"Draco…look at me…this is something not to play around with…it's all or nothing…we either destroy Potter or he comes back and destroys us. Do you want that to happen?"

"No, but I still don't think this is right."

"You lost your chance of backing out a long time ago. If the Dark Lord could hear you now. You'd be gone."

"I never had a choice. I'm just trying to survive here. I can't go back and you know that. I have a hate of Potter but you sucked me in here like a black hole. This isn't right."

Lucius slapped Malfoy across the face.

"You will do as your told. Now drink this potion and take this broom and get out there. The tryouts start soon."

He forced the vial into Draco's hands. He took it with trembling fingers and downed it in one gulp.

"You are to tell them your name is Joel Stevens and your trying out for beater."

Lucius gave his son a wicked grin and activated the portal as he dropped through it he thought: Everything is going according to plan.

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"Harry?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah..it's me…what happened…why are you crying?...why does my head hurt like hell?"

"Well you've been here for a few days."

Harry gave her a funny glance.

"At Quidditch practice an unknown person attacked you with a bludger and you've been in a coma ever since."

"What's his name was…"

"There's no point no one by that name goes here."

"But…"

"Hey don't talk and don't worry about it. Just get better and out of here. I have an idea at who will get tryouts done after all first game is in four weeks."

"Thanks."

"Just go to sleep I'll be here in the morning."

Hermione headed to her room smiling for once in a while. The next day she walked in and saw Harry sitting up and talking to Madam Pomfrey.

"…but I want to go now."

"Sorry I can't release you just yet." Madam Pomfrey said insisting trying to push him back in bed.

"Hey." Hermione said interrupting.

"Hey, convince her to let me out so we could go to classes."

"You don't even like classes and besides you just woke up from your coma."

"Finally someone understands me." Madam Pomfrey offered now letting them be.

"Now do you need anything before lunch when I come back?"

"Yeah tell me what's been going on."

"Well we got to a horcrux and we destroyed it."

"You destroyed a horcrux? How?"

"Yes, by using logic…and Neville."

"That's great. We only have four left to get…wait did you say you told Neville why?"

"Well I needed someone else to help me while you were here and if you look at it at it a certain way it's just this one time he's hunting with us and we could use an extra researcher."

"Just don't tell anyone else. I already feel like I've broken my promise to Dumbledore. I just hope in the end that this is all over."

"It will be… anyway I'm headed to the owlery to send some mail to my parents and Fred and George anything you want me to ask them or tell them."

"Yeah ask Fred and George how the joke shop is doing and tell your parents no more presents like that."

"Will do."

Hermione went from the hospital wing back to their dormitories and got out some parchment, ink and a quill. She started the first letter:

Dear Fred& George,

I know I've never asked you for anything. Mostly out of fear that you'll do something to me being the jokesters that you are. This is for Harry though. He's in the hospital wing and is unable to get the Quidditch team together and the first game is in a little more than a month. Can you come over and do it? I mean if you don't who will and do you want the Gryffindor Quidditch team to fail. Owl me back and tell me if you can do it.

P.S. Harry asks how the joke shop's doing

Hermione

The second letter was to her parents.

Dear Mum and Dad,

That was not funny at all. You shouldn't have sent that here especially with our mailing system still being incredibly unsafe. Besides that things have been a little bit weird. I was in the hospital with the stuff you sent me out of shock. Then Harry with an accident in Quidditch. He was in a coma for a few days but he's okay now. Just telling you how I'm doing we love you bye.

Hermione

She then went to the owlery and spotting Hedwig she goes and attaches the two letters to her leg. Instructing her to take the one to Fred and George first and then her parents but to lay low when going to her parents as they were most likely at their office.

She then walked off towards Transfiguration where she learned how to turn sand into a hairbrush. That's where the theory from their summer work came in.

"Neville I'm telling you for the last time its jab-swish-jab." Hermione said since she was partnered with him.

"I'm trying it just doesn't work."

She held out her hand and demonstrated once again and he finally got the concept after much trying.

"Now for homework I want ½ a foot on what happened when you attempted the spell and how you can either improve it or actually be able to cast it for those of you who didn't get it this time. For those who didn't get it practice it you'll be tested next class."

Everyone groaned and muttered she has no idea what it's like to actually learn this stuff. They all headed to the Great Hall and ate something. Hermione saw Hedwig amongst all the other owls coming back with post and was excited and opened it forgetting about her breakfast.

"What's that?" Ron asked.

"Oh…it's from Fred and George I didn't think they'd reply so soon."

"You're talking to me again!"

"You're so surprised."

"Yeah, well I kind of acted like a jerk. I'm sorry I invaded your personal space and it won't happen again. I've kind of accepted that you don't like me that way. Just don't rub it in for a while okay."

"Deal…Let's see what's in this letter."

Hermione opened it and began to read:

Herms,

Of course we'll do it for Harry. We already owe him for something so we'll do it. The soonest we'll be able to come is 2 days from now which is Saturday. We'll get Verity to fill in for us. As for the joke shop we're really successful though it has slowed down a bit because of the war. Tell Harry we have increased sales. Anyway we'll se you on Saturday for Quidditch tryouts judging.

Forge

"Why didn't you ask me?" Ron asked.

"Because you were being a prat…but you can come and give your opinion if you would like…or you could try out even."

"Really thanks."

"Hey I care."

She resumed eating and after she was finished she turned back to Ron.

"Hey wanna go see if Harry's alright?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah sure." Ron said.

"Get some food though he might be hungry."

He started picking up a plate that he loaded with food but Hermione would take off things and reload it with food.

"What are you doing woman you told me to put food on it and I'm doing it and you're taking it off." Ron said

"No…I'm putting all of his favorites on here, pancakes, English muffin, ham, bacon, honeydew, grits, and…crap they don't have that here but oh well, and pumpkin juice."

"What do you mean favorites? Harry's favorite's is food in general."

Hermione grabbed a plate to put on top of it to cover.

"No…I think you're talking about yourself….now come on."

She grabbed Ron and their bags and they headed up the stairs after waiting for them to change a couple of times before they got to the hospital wing.

"Hey Hermione….and Ron." Harry said disgustingly the last part

"Hey I forgave him that was enough torture."

"Well then I forgive you too. And you brought food so I triple forgive you." Harry now cheerfully.

"I brought all your favorites." Hermione said passing over the plate.

"So when does Madam Pomfrey say you can get out of here?" Ron asked.

"With any luck she says Friday afternoon but she'll think of another excuse so my guess is Saturday afternoon."

"Ron I've got to go to the library can you stay here and talk to Harry." Hermione asked.

"Sure." Ron said quirking an eyebrow at her.

"Thanks see you guys later."

Hermione rushed off to the library and went straight towards the restricted section. Thankfully Madam Pince was on lunch break too. Even being a head she wasn't allowed in there without a note of permission but by this time had figured her way around that with all of her horcrux research. She hadn't found much but she had figured out what the horcruxes were and that was just basic knowledge of Voldemort. Then she had found out the spell to destroy a simple horcrux. One that had nothing guarding it but soon after she came back and that instant when she left Ron she realized all that information that she had gathered before from the non-restricted section meant nothing at all. It was basically a bunch of theory. Maybe one hardcore fact but that's it. She needed to dig a bit deeper and that meant the restricted section.

"Okay so here we go." Hermione said talking to herself. She began to peruse the various titles and the bookshelves. She finally found what she was looking for: 'A Guide to Items Uncommon and Dark'. She opened it forgetting about the yell that it made. She heard it start to scream and immediately closed it back.

"What do I do now?" Hermione asked herself. Then she got an idea all thanks to Hagrid and his love of beast-like things. She picked up the book and stroked the spine a couple of times and the book let out a sigh propping open on it's own accord.

"Bingo." Hermione said and began leafing through the index where she found Horcrux and turned to the page. She read:

'Horcruxes are parts of a soul hidden in an item. Horcruxes are formed when that person wishing to create one kills another person and rips their soul implanting it in another item therefore becoming immortal unless someone destroys the item that hosts the soul piece. It takes a powerful amount of magic to accomplish the annulment of the item without it being fatal. There are many ways of destroying a horcrux.(though these are not discussed in this book for more information please refer to vol.2)'

"Damn. Well at least I know the book that has all the answers I need to work with."

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A/N: Well that's another chapter I'm still working on the other's so I can get this story done. I'm in no rush it's just my hands are dying for me to expose Harry and Hermione. Yes I am a true traitor to their secret. My brain is telling me to hold out a bit longer for creative juices and dramatic effect to flow.