Scary thought...this is the last FINISHED chapter I have...crap. lol. well, I have just been consumed with my life (which is SO HECTIC) and I've been writing on another new story. two actually. they are both CCS stories. but not to worry, you'll keep getting your HP chapters. no worries.

as Bob Marley said, "Don't worry. Be Happy!"

DISCLAIMER: I LOVE HARRY POTTER BUT I DONT OWN HIM! (cries) I only own this plot...(cries again)

Chapter 19: ...but now am found...

Hedwig had to keep flying back in a circle to let them keep up. She flew up ahead a little bit. She couldn't see Harry yet and it was starting to rain harder. She called down to them to try and hurry, but she knew they couldn't.

Ron kept loosing his balance periodically due to the fact that he had a broken leg, a splint around his leg and foot, the ground was filled was mud and water, and they had to walk over some hills. And when Ron lost his balance, someone had to try and keep him up, making them lose their balance.

The rain kept coming into their faces, making them partially blind. Hermione was too disoriented trying to help hold up Ron and watching Hedwig to try and do anything about it.

"How much farther do we have to go?" Ginny called up from behind.

"I don't know Ginny! Stop asking!" Mrs. Weasley yelled back to her daughter.

A thought came to Ginny, "What if Harry's hurt? How will we get him back?"

She ran up to her mom and came walked beside her, "Hey mum! If Harry's hurt how are we going to get him back?" she called to her mother.

All three of them stopped. They hadn't thought of that. "We'll fix that problem when we get to it! Now let's keep moving!" Hermione called to all three of them filling in the silence.

They got started moving again, but came to a halt when they reached a field with rocks everywhere.

"We have to go through! Who knows how wide it is! And we don't have time to try and find out!" Ron said looking at the ground, water dripping from his soaking wet, red hair.

"Are you sure?" Hermione asked looking at both Ron and Mrs. Weasley.

"Just get moving!" he said pulling them forward.

The girls and Mrs. Weasley were very concerned about bringing him through there and they were afraid that he would fall, or one of them would fall and hurt themselves. Nevertheless, they held onto him tightly and made sure their step was firm. They were going slow, but they would rather have gone slow and made it out with no injuries than go through fast and hurt everyone.

Fred and George had disapparated to a secret place they had found outside, not too far from the house. It was a cave that was pretty tall, but it seemed as if someone had lived there because there were smoothed out places and holes drilled through the rock as if they were windows. They didn't think about it though, they knew it was deserted so they used it. It felt more stable to them than their house. Neither would admit it to the other and they loved their house dearly, but it just felt safer in there sometimes.

"I can't believe what I saw in there..." Fred said walking over to a column that had formed from dripping water and leaned on it. "He... he just..." Fred couldn't even think of what to say.

George, having the telepathic mind of the twin knew what Fred was trying to say. "I know...it is unfair. For him and for all of us!" he said raising his voice.

"There's nothing to get mad about!" Fred said turning around still leaning on the column.

"Who said I was getting mad?" George shouted.

"Calm down mate! You wanna knock the whole cave down?" Fred laughed.

George knew there was no point in getting mad. He couldn't do anything about it.

"When do you wanna go back? We've been here for almost half an hour." He asked sitting against the wall opposite his identical twin.

"How are we supposed to go back? I mean...his room...it's not that far away from our room!" Fred asked wiping some dust off of his shoulder half-heartedly.

"Mum's probably worried..." George pointed out.

"True...she'll probably just scream at us when we come back!" Fred laughed slightly.

"With what just happened?" George asked ruining Fred's moment of microscopic joy.

Fred realized he was right. Their mother would probably be crying hysterically, as well as the others. It made him feel utter desperation and loneliness. He wanted to cry, but being a man he couldn't. He felt like he would be less of a man if he cried.

He started feeling angry. The best people in life were the ones that had to pay the most and it wasn't fair. They were the ones who deserved the best. Not because they were special or anything, they had just done so much for everyone else and they didn't deserve going through the pains of life.

"Dammit why'd it have to be Harry?" Fred said rather loudly.

George felt the same way and he couldn't comfort him because he was feeling as much loss as Fred was. "Who would you rather it have been then? Who Fred?" George asked trying not to show any signs that he wanted to cry, but this caused his voice to crack.

He would've rather it had been Voldemort, but it was he who had wanted Harry killed.

The time went slowly by as they made their way treacherously slow. "Can we go faster?" Ron yelled through the rain and wind to the both of them.

"I'm not risking you getting hurt Ronald!" Mrs. Weasley said firmly.

Ron knew it would do no good to argue, but he wanted to get to Harry and save him. "Have you seen Hedwig?" he yelled changing the subject.

All of them knew they were just wandering through the rock strewn field and none of them wanted to admit they couldn't even tell if they were going straight.

"HEDWIG!" Hermione yelled suddenly. She was at wit's end right now. She had been thinking the worst for Harry ever since they stepped foot out of the house.

Hedwig came soaring down through the rain and landed on a boulder about a hundred feet away from them. She was tired and decided to just fly ahead to where she knew they could still see them, but also in the direction of Harry.

Harry lay soaking in his misery, but at the same time, he felt happy, because he knew they were looking for him. He had just become so cold that he could barely feel anything on him.

Self pity had long washed over him. He had gotten over that. He almost looked at this as a good experience for him. He had gotten through so much pain and realized he hadn't died or fallen apart. He had made it through it all.

He soon came to realize that these feelings would most likely come back to haunt him and when they did, he would probably not be able to do deal with it like he had now.

He looked up at the sky, smiled and laughed. He didn't know why he was laughing, he just was. Maybe he felt so great about himself for getting through this much and he felt triumphant. Maybe he was just under too much pressure and didn't know how to cope with it, so he did the first thing his body told him to do, laugh!

"How much farther?" Ron asked lowering his head so the rain wouldn't keep going into his eyes.

"He can't have gone too far! He might just be beyond that hill!" Hermione said as she pointed to a hill not too far ahead.

After another thirty minutes or so, they got up to the bottom of the hill and out of the rocks. "How are we going to make it up that?" Ron said almost whining.

"By walking, now let's go!" Mrs. Weasley said nudging them on.

A small cry came from behind them, it was Ginny. She had fallen over a hidden rock and cut her leg. Mrs. Weasley was about to yell at her for doing that, but Hermione ran over to her and helped her out. She conjured up a bandage wrap and wrapped it around her leg.

"Can you walk alright?" Hermione asked pulling her up.

She leaned on it and felt the pain shoot up through her leg. "Yeah, I'm fine!" she smiled quite believably.

"Okay, come on!" Hermione smiled helping Ginny up to the other two.

Fred and George were just sitting around. They were depressed. One of the best people they had known at Hogwarts was dead (Or so they thought). Silent tears streamed down their faces, but they weren't facing each other. They were on opposite sides of the walls, but neither was looking at the other. There was nothing to be said.

"I can't take it here anymore!" Fred stood up and wiped the tears off his face, still not facing George. "I'm going home!" he said going down the stairs. He was looking down at the ground when he heard a 'pop' in front of him.

He looked up; his twin was standing not 2 feet in front of him.

"What?" he asked looking up. "Leaving without me?" George asked throwing his arm around his brother's shoulders.

"I thought you wanted to stay..." Fred said putting his arm around his brother's shoulders.

Just as they were nearing the edge of the cave and the rain, they disapparated to the house. "Mum?" George called out. No answer. "MUM?" he shouted.

Not a trace of sound came from the whole house. "Where is everyone?" he asked to no one.

They were looking around when George noticed that the rug in front of the door had been thrown back, probably by the door. "Mum hates the rug like that. Do you think they went outside?" he asked.

"Why?" Fred asked confused.

"I dunno...but...one of the umbrellas is missing." George made a rather lazy comment.

"Fred," George realized something, "Fred, do...do you think that maybe, that maybe Harry isn't...maybe he went outside?"

"What?" Fred asked swerving around. "Maybe Harry was never up in his room, maybe he went outside! And they figured it out and went looking for him!" he said as if it was possible.

"Fred come on!" George said trying to be realistic.

"No, really George! They wouldn't just leave so abruptly! I'm serious! Maybe they're looking for Harry!" Fred said trying to get him to believe it. He wanted to believe it. He had to believe it. He didn't want to believe that Harry was dead.

George knew he should listen to him, besides. He had a feeling he was right too. "Let's go!" he said grabbing an umbrella.

"Wait, why don't we apparate?" Fred said smiling slightly.

It took too long to get over the hill, but Hedwig was too anxious to sit still anymore. She kept squawking at them to hurry up. She kept flying back and forth between Harry and them, hoping they would hurry up and see him.

"I think Harry's just up ahead!" Hermione said getting excited. No one had the courage to disagree with her so they went along with it. They reached the top of the hill and looked down the steep slope. They saw an umbrella lying about 100 feet down the hill, but at the very bottom where it was flat, they say a black body lying there. "Harry!" Hermione shrieked letting go of Ron and practically tumbling down the hill.

Yeah, it's a bit choppy, but I felt like I was neglecting some of the characters so..yeah.

A few of you had reviewed saying that you were confused about some parts. When you REVIEW (which you better) tell me specifically what you were confused about and I'll try and answer it on here. thanks!

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