A/N: It's looking good! I've gotten 2 reviews! Yay for me! Anyways, the past two chapters are really jumbled together and let me tell you, they aren't supposed to be. For some odd reason, the dividers that I've been putting up are 'disappearing' when I update. So, I'm going to try something new and hope it works! Cross your fingers! Oh and I promise, this WILL become a Harry/Ginny story soon…I just…have to find Harry. Lol.

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Chapter 3

Searching For Harry

"He needs help!" Ron repeated.

"Yes." Hermione said calmly.

"What kind of 'help'?" Ron demanded.

"Honestly Ronald do I look like a Healer to you!" snapped Hermione.

"It was just a question." Ron muttered.

An awkward silence came over them in just a matter of seconds.

"Sooo…how's your ankle?" Ron asked timidly.

"Fine. Tonks mended it in a second." Hermione said stiffly.

There was that darn silence again. 'What happened?' Ron thought. 'Sure, we've always fought but this is different…where's Harry when you need him?'

Hermione seemed to be thinking along the same lines. She sighed a few times before taking a deep breath.

"So what do we do now?" she asked.

Ron looked at her as though she was crazy.

"We start searching for him of course!"

Hermione beamed, but her smile quickly faded.

"But…where?" she asked.

"Let's go see Ginny. Maybe we can find out what happened to the rest of the family while we're at it."

"But Ron," Hermione paused, "Ginny can't tell us anything."

"Of course she can't 'Mione. But Mum can and I'd be willing to bet a thousand Galleons that she's there."

Hermione secretly agreed, but said nothing as they Apparated away.

"Have you ever gotten déjà vu?" Hermione asked as they appeared in the same spot as yesterday.

"What's that?" Ron asked curiously.

"Never mind." Hermione said hastily.

They made their way along the same path as yesterday until they reached Ginny's room. Hermione opened the door cautiously and walked in. Mrs. Weasley was sitting by her daughter's bed.

"Mum, are you okay?" Ron asked as he followed Hermionw.

"Of course I am. She's going to wake up. I just know it. She's a fighter." Mrs. Weasley's bottom lip quivered.

Ron was there in a flash, holding his mother and comforting her. Not wanting to intrude on this family moment, Hermione quietly slipped out. She leaned against the wall outside Ginny's door and covered her face with her hands. Seeing Mrs. Weasley made her realize that she wanted her mother to be here comforting her. But, then again, she didn't. Her parents always made anything in the Wizarding World awkward. She really wanted a mother like Mrs. Weasley. Hermione instantly felt guilty. Her mother had never been anything but supportive and…

"Ma'am?"

A kind voice broke into Hermione's train of thought. She looked up to see a Nurse standing there.

"Yes?" Hermione asked.

"Are you okay?" the Nurse wore a worried expression.

"Yes, I'm fine." Hermione smiled.

"Good." The Nurse's gaze drifted to the box on Ginny's door that held her file/

"Are you a friend of Ms. Weasley?" The Nurse asked.

"Yes. I met her at school. I'm Hermione Granger."

"Hello. I'm Nurse Eaves, but you can call me Janet. You know, Ms. Weasley gets a lot of visitors. Maybe you know some of them."

"Maybe."

"Why just last night, there was a boy that slipped into her room. He had such a handsome face. Of course, I couldn't see him very well. He was wearing a cloak that covered nearly half his face. I figured he wanted to be left alone, so I let him be. It was after visiting hours, but who am I to stop love?" The Nurse smiled.

"Love?" Hermione was puzzled. Her heart beat was increasing.

"Oh yes. Yes, I've seen that look before. He's in love with Ms. Weasley, there's no doubt about that."

"Do you take care of Ginny?" Hermione asked.

"Yes. She's my first patient in the mornings."

"Did you find anything the boy might have left?"

"Well, there was a Chocolate Frog card that was peeking out of her pillow, but I didn't touch it. I do hope that Ms. Weasley wakes up soon."

"So do I Janet, so do I. Excuse me, I have to go now. I'll talk to you later." Hermione opened Ginny's door and hurried over to her bed. Ron and Mrs. Weasley stared at her as she lifted the edge of Ginny's pillow.

"Yes!" She exclaimed as she pulled out a Chocolate Frog card.

"What is it dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked.

"It's…it's Harry!" Hermione exclaimed.

"What!" Ron jumped up and peered over Hermione's shoulder. Sure enough, grinning up at them was a picture of Harry.

"No way! They put Harry on a Chocolate Frog card! He'll be pissed!"

"Ronald Weasley!" Mrs. Weasley admonished, but Hermione interrupted.

"You know, Ron, I don't think he is. Look at this." Hermione flipped the card over and shoved it under Ron's nose.

In black marker, over his many accomplishments, someone had written:

Gin,

I'm sorry I wasn't quick enough to get to you. I can't be here now Gin, it's too bloody much. I'll be back though. When you wake up, I hope you find this. I knew you wanted a Chocolate Frog card of me, and so here it is. Love,

Harry

A/N: Whew. What a chapter! Ha, only joking. That took maybe ten minutes to write. I hope it's still being loved. I worked awful hard those ten minutes!

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