Summery: Hermione's walking through the forest at the end of third year and comes across something she never expected.

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'Thinking'

Someone reading something

Memory

Something New

Chapter Three: Missing Him

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It was a beautiful day at Camwell Beach. The sun was shining, the temperature perfect, and it wasn't too crowded. Sadly Hermione Granger was unable to enjoy this day. Instead of swimming with the Weasleys and her own parents she laid on a beech towel working on her tan. Beside her Harry sat reading a book that his mother had written about complex charms and useful hexes. Unfortunately the black haired teen was finding it impossible to concentrate.

The raven haired boy looked at his best friend irritated. He had promised Leon that he would take care of Hermione but the stupid bastard was truly starting to ticking him off with how long he was keeping Hermione waiting. He claimed it was 'political issues'.

'Political issues my ass' Harry sighed. 'He just wants to annoy me. I'm sure of it.' But that stupid little voice inside Harry's head told him that Leon wouldn't do this to Hermione. His bond was already to strong from him to do this willingly. He was most likely lying in his bedroom screaming from contact. Harry had been there before, and he didn't want to go back. (Have you guys figured it out yet?) As he returned to his book he began to feel sorry for Hermione.

"Hermione!" A loud groan escaped from Hermione's lips. Harry laughed to himself. Ginny was running their way. She stopped in front of the duo and both Harry and Hermione watched as she shook her head and tried to show off her body to Harry.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other and rolled their eyes. Hermione was the only one he knew of Harry's relationship with the 3rd year Ravenclaw, Luna Lovegood, and it was great entertainment to watch as girls (usually Ginny) made fools of themselves trying to win him over with looks.

"Is there something that you needed Ginny?" Hermione asked quietly. Ginny frowned as she looked from Harry to Hermione. She had hoped that Harry would have at least checked her out. That would have been an improvement. From the time she was a little girl her mother and father had drilled it into her head that she was to marry Harry Potter. By whatever meant possible. And lately Hermione had been way to much time with her Harry.

"Oh nothing." Harry rolled his eyes and turned back to his book and Hermione returned to her resting position. Ginny took the seat between Harry and Hermione making sure to cuddle extra close to Harry. "You've been out of it for the past few weeks. Are you feeling alright?"

"Not with this again." Hermione groaned. "Ginny I'm perfectly fine. I just need some rest." Ginny eyed Hermione carefully. The redhead knew that her friend was lying but about what she wasn't quite sure. "So please," Hermione began, "Just bugger off and leave me to enjoy the silence for a few minutes." Ginny gasped and glared angrily at Hermione.

"Fine!" With that she stood up and hurried back to her blanket were she pouted.

Harry shook his head and took a sip of his coke and before he could swallow he heard Hermione mutter, "Stupid redheads."

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"Leon?" There was not response. Elizabeth carefully and as quietly as she could opened the door just a crack. The blonde girl cringed when she saw her youngest brother curled up in a pained position. "Oh Leon." She walked into the room and sat on the side of the bed brushing the wet hair away from his forehead. "You need to see her."

"I can't it's to dangerous."

"You've already started to form the bond. If you don't see her then you'll die." She continued to gently stoke his hair. He was sweating and every once in a while he would cringe in pain. How she wished that her brother didn't have to suffer this way. She would even take the pain on to herself if it meant that he would be happy.

He needed the girl…Hermione. His inner monster had chosen her and it would not rest until it had her within its grasps. Even if it meant killing his other half. It is much like a werewolf. But Dhamohiri have it so much worse. Leon had been like this all night.

He had excused himself from a meeting last night and had not returned for dinner and had not been at breakfast. Their mother, one of their father's hundred concubines, had suggested that they go look for him.

As Leon began to lull into pained sleep Elizabeth stayed with him. As time began to pass she thought of her brother's seconds. They knew the girl that Leon had chosen. If she wasn't mistaken they went to the same school, Hogwarts. After two hours with Leon, Elizabeth made a split decision. She would take Leon to Hogwarts for the neck year. He needed Hermione and Elizabeth cared too much for him to let him deny it.

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There's chapter three ^^ hope that you guys liked it. Please review!!