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A/N : Chapter two.. This chapter takes place 3 Months after Ron, Hermione and Harry had begun Dumbledore's Mission , which they had not yet finished.. Hermione's POV. Enjoy... x

Surprise Dedication! : I'm so proud to dedicate my second chapter to one of my bestest buddies, someone who's always been there for me, all the time : She's tres brillant at making me smile, and putting up with my craziness! Pretty Much everything, And Aaaalso, helping with getting me unstuck! I hope this makes her smile because she deserves it megaly. :) Keep Being Your Amazing Self Siobhan! x

More Than Okay.

Chapter 2 : You haven't got the guts..

The cold frost caught Hermione's breath as she lay silently in bed. The wind was slowly coming through the gaps underneath the deep green tent as nothing else in the forest seemed to stir, not even Harry, who was supposedly watching out for Deatheaters. They'd been searching months on end for what Dumbledore had asked them to, but it only felt like days, as time drifted by quicker and quicker as the weeks rolled on.

Hermione shifted under her blankets, looking over the edge of the bed and peering out the opened door of the tent, it was pitch black outside, except for the illuminous glow of Harry's wand. He seemed to have not moved since him and Ron switched watch for the night, Hermione was not due to go on watch until tomorrow, as she decided to keep watch in the evening.

She slowly crept out of bed holding blankets around her, and over to Harry, speaking in just over a whisper, "Company?"

Harry nodded in response. "Love some.."

Hermione sat down in a small folding chair beside him, "You know, I knew the search for the Horcruxes was going to be hard, but considering how little information we had in the first place, I think we're going quite well, don't you?"

"Yeah, I don't understand though, Why did Dumbledore leave so much information out?" As Harry spoke he was quickly thumbling in his trouser pocket to put something away, Which Hermione tried to ignore.

"I guess, it was so we could figure it out on our own.. Either that or to protect us." She paused, "Too much knowledge could drive someone insane."

Harry laughed, "Thats weird coming from you, of all people."

"Oh haha." Hermione grinned before kicking him gently in the shins.

There was a temporary eery silence between them as the wind picked up slightly, rattling the tent overhead, a sudden flock of birds flew squaking in the winds direction, slowly fighting there way across the sky. The weather had given them some suggestion it must have been around January time, but they had seen no sighting of anything to do with Christmas in their location change during the search, they wouldn't have known if it had been, and gone.

"Had any new ideas on possible Horcruxes?" Harry interrupted the estrange silence.

"Sadly, no.." Hermione answered, "Not since you deduced the locket to be one."

"Hm, Me neither actually.." Harry shook his head looking up into the sky which was slowly picking up it's usual lightness.

"Think we ought to wake Ron up? I think I can actually cook a proper breakfast today, I packed a tin of beans and went down to a local shop last week to buy some bread, beans on toast shouldn't be too hard."

"Nah, He's so stressy in the mornings. He's been stressy lately anyway." Harry shrugged, dimming the light coming from the end of his wand.

"I know.. I think it's the pressure of being away from home thats getting to him, I think he misses his family."

"Nah, just the 3 cooked meals he gets a day."

Hermione couldn't help but laugh at the comment, but as she did, she heard a small shuffling noise behind her, which caused her to immediately stop.

Harry continued to critisize Ron's recent attitude, "Honestly, he's such a pig. Last night when you cooked the soup and went out to find some source of water that you could filter out, all he could do was moan. Not a single bit of gratitude."

Hermione shook her head, baffled. She thought Ron would moan a bit about the lack of actual food, but she thought he'd atleast appriciate her efforts. "Really? That stupid pig, You see when it comes to the next time he's hungry.. He'll be lucky if he's left with cow dung."

The shuffling in the background became increasingly louder and more constant..

"What's that?" Hermione stood up turning to face the darkness.

"I Don't know." Harry pointed his wand into the darkness to reveal a tall figure, hair stuck up in many places, pyjamas put on and scruffily creased everywhere, with a strong face full of anger.

"Your stupid pig of a best friend." Ron temporarily flattened his hair and glared in Harry's direction.

"Ron, we didn't mean it." Hermione bit her lip, "We we're just ... Just .."

Harry began to improvise. "Just.. Venting our emotions!"

Ron scowled, even though it was slightly dark, the glare was enough to peirce through it. "Venting your emotions my arse Harry, How could you think such things of me?"

Harry laughed slightly, "Ha, think them, I feel them!"

Hermione shook her head at Harry, "Don't please.."

Ron stepped forward, Wand raised, "Oh yeah, well think me two reasons why I shouldn't jinx you into oblivion!"

Hermione stepped infront of Harry, who had raised his own wand, "You two stop, please!"

Harry moved Hermione out of the way, "You haven't got the guts, Ron."

Ron shook his head, "Try me.." Both their wands raised into the air at the same time..

"Petrificus Totalus!"

Hermione screamed as a flash of white light took over the tent, everything around her was still as the light dimmed down, as if in slow motion. She knelt down to the floor, tears rimming her eyes.. She looked up, biting them back, "How could you?"