Chapter three
Hey, this is the third chapter. I'm not going to follow the book now, im gonna change it and make it how I want to be;) Ok, anyway. Enjoy! 3
Harry walked into the kitchen. Hermione was sitting at the oak table, reading a book intently.
"Mione?" He asked her.
She ignored him; the only source of movement she made was the gentle turning of a page.
"Mione?"
The ignoring continued. Hermione sniffed slightly then continued to read.
"Hermione please! Talk to me! I know your upset, but being angry with me isn't going to bring Ron back!"
Hermione whacked her book down on the table and looked up at Harry. She had a tear in her eyes and her lips were slightly parted. She looked distressed and angry. Harry knew she was extremely upset after Ron had walked out, but he felt it was unfair for her to blame him. Ron got angry too didn't he?
"No Harry! I know it won't bring him back, but it was YOUR fault that he left! He would not have left us if you hadn't got so mad at him!" She shouted, bursting into tears mid-sentence.
"What?! How is it MY fault he left? He was the one that started shouting at us Hermione! You just don't want to think that Ron is a coward; you want him to always be the noble, brave one. Well, I've got news for you…He ISN'T! He's a coward and that's why he left us…"
"No! It was the locket Harry, You don't understand! It wasn't Ron, I could tell! It's was the locket making him say those things, not him!"
"SHIT!!!!!!!!" Harry shouted, his eyes widening.
"What?!" Hermione snapped back, angrily.
"The locket! Ron still has it! Oh this is just pointless now, isn't it! We might as well give up. We HAVE to find Ron, he has the horcrux." Harry said, quickly. He began to pace around the tent.
"Oh merlin. This is just getting worse and worse. How are we supposed to find Ron? He could be anywhere?! Oh dear, what if the horcrux continues to aggravate him? Who knows what'll he'll be capable of. Oh Harry!" Hermione yelped, her tears increases.
"Look. Calm down Hermione ok?" Harry said quietly. The two seemed to have forgotten their earlier dispute, now more serious things were involved.
"Ok. But how do we find Ron, Harry? Where could he be…?"
"Hmm, I'm not sure. But we need to get the tent up. We have to leave here." Harry said, moving away from the kitchen and peering out the window. "It's still raining slightly, Mione. You gather some food from the forest and I'll put the tent away." Harry said, giving Hermione a bag to collect food in.
"Ok. I'll be back as soon as I can. I can't promise anything good though Harry, this forest is a bit deprived." She said, grabbing the bag from Harry and pulling on her coat. She left the tent and wandered out into the wilderness.
Harry was unsure of he could do. If he put the tent away now, he would have to wait in the rain until Hermione returned. He went into the bedroom and looked around for anything to put into Hermione beaded bag which may come in useful for their future task. The room was very luxurious; there was a bunk bed in the corner of the room where he and Ron had once slept. A double bed took up a large space in the tent where Hermione had occupied, as well as a single bed in the far corner. Harry moved over at sat on the double bed, he had a lot on his mind and couldn't stand still without many distressing thoughts filling his head. Where could Ron possibly be? The task ahead of them was a difficult one, as they had no clues or hints as to where Ron had fled to.
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"Oh Ronald! I'm so happy I found you! I've missed you so much…"
"Oh, yeah. Of course." Ron said uneasily.
"Were going to have so much fun… You should know how much fun I am…"
"Oh, Listen. I really don't think this is a good idea, I mean…" Ron said, looking up at the face before him.
"Oh shut up Ron. Of course it's a good idea, it's not just a coincidence that you disaparated into the exact same Inn I'm staying in, it's meant to be Ronald! Were meant be together! Don't you understand?! It's in the stars!" She said, kissing him viscously.
"Well, Um. I still don't think we should-"
"Too late, the Do Not Disturb sign is already on the door Ronald. We better make use of it…Come here honey."
Ron couldn't push her away this time, he was cold and miserable. Maybe this was a good way of releasing his anger? As she lay beneath him, moaning and quivering Ron felt a feeling of anger. Anger at himself, what will Hermione say when she finds out? Or will she ever find out? Will he ever see her again? Ron's heart ached to see her gorgeous chocolate brown eyes look up at him; he needed to hear her gentle voice in his ear.
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Harry had put the tent back into the beaded bag and was waiting for Hermione to return. The rain had come to a halt and the sun was starting to shine through the trees casting a mysterious glow about the clearing.
After another ten minutes passed Harry started to feel concerned. Shouldn't Hermione be back by now? He decided he better try and find her, they needed to set off early to have a better chance of finding Ron.
"Mione?" He shouted as he walked into the forest where Hermione had gone in search of food.
"Hermione? Mione?"
Harry walked further and further through the trees, becoming more and more anxious.
"Hermione?! Hermione, where are you?!" He shouted.
He glanced around and all he could see was green. His heart skipped a beat.
"HERMIONE!"
He rushed over to the shape on the forest floor. He rolled over the body and was distraught at the sight he saw before his eyes. Hermione was lead on the floor, covered in blood and scratches. Her clothes were torn to pieces and her legs looked like a war zone, gashes arranged on her delicate skin leaving floods of red blood in there place.
"Hermione? Mione, can you hear me?" Harry shouted to her, rolling her gently.
When there was no response Harry panicked. He was unsure of what to do, he had never had to heal wounds like this before. Then he remembered the beaded back. He searched through it, looking for the very same thing Hermione had used to cure Ron's injury when they arrived a few weeks before. Once he had the small bottle, 'Essence of Dittany' in his hand, he took off the stopper and put three drops of the potion on each of Hermione's wounds. There were so many separate cuts and wounds that by the time all of them had been healed, there was none of the potion left.
Harry got the tent out of the beaded bag and erected it. He picked up Hermione in his arms and placed her in the double bed. He sat on the end of the bed and waited until she regained consciousness. He didn't want to delay their journey any longer, but he had no way of transporting Hermione with him in her present state. He started to read a book and ten minutes later Harry glanced over his shoulder and Hermione's eye lids were fluttering slightly.
"Hermione?" He grabbed her hand and squeezed it.
"Harry!" She croaked.
"Oh Hermione! I'm so glad your ok, I was so worried. What happened to you?!"
"Oh Harry!" She bleated and burst into tears "It was horrible, Fenrir…Greyback. Oh Harry!"
"Oh dear Merlin, Hermione! Greyback? Oh this is all my fault; I shouldn't of let you go off on your own. I promise I will never leave you again!" Harry said, hugging her tightly.
"No, No. It wasn't your fault. It was mine, I-I wouldn't tell him where Ron was. He wanted the Horcrux…They know Ron has it Harry! Their after him!"
"Oh god, look Hermione. How do you feel? I don't want to make you do anything if you don't feel good but the faster we find Ron the better. We need the horcrux!"
"I'll be fine Harry. Let's go…We need to find him!" Hermione got up and slowly got out of bed. Her wounds had nearly completely healed over but she was still in pain.
"Mione, Are you sure? We can stay here for another night if you feel bad?" Harry asked her.
"No! No, we need to find Ron." She said determinedly
"Ok. Lets disaparate to the most obvious place for him to go first, check he's there. Then if not, we'll try some other places ok?" Harry said, grabbing Hermione's hand.
"Where are we going Harry? Can I change first? And we need to put the tent away…"
"The Burrow. Ron's most likely to of gone home isn't he? Yeah, of course you can change honey, be quick yeah?"
Hermione smiled in agreement and grabbed something from her bag on the floor. She left the bedroom and Harry was left on his. He was worried, worried for Ron. What if they didn't find him before Greyback did? What if Fenrir killed him? Or worse, torture him? Harry didn't think he could bear it if eh was responsible for his best friends death. Well, he thought Ron was his best friend. Maybe after their fight, Ron won't want to be his friend any more.
"Ok. Let's go Harry!" Hermione said, as she returned wearing a pair of jeans and a jumper.
They walked outside into the forest and Hermione cast a spell to put the tent away.
Harry gripped Hermione's hand tightly and they disaparated.
When Harry opened his eyes he looked around he felt a familiar feeling of safety. He had always felt protected whenever he was with Ron's family and being back The Burrow made him feel very happy.
"Come on" Harry said to Hermione and the two of them walked to the front door. Harry knocked on the door and waited.
After a further three tries at knocking on the door Hermione suggested they see if it's open. Harry turned the handle and it opened revealing the Burrows big hall. They walked through and called out.
"Molly? Arthur? Are you here?"
There was no reply. Hermione had walked away from Harry and had entered the lounge.
"Harry! Harry, come quick! It's Molly!"
"Whats wrong?!" Harry shouted, running into the lounge. "Oh dear merlin!" He shouted when he saw what Hermione was looking at.
Oh I am cruel aren't I;) Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I have to say, this was originally going to be a ron/Hermione romance but it's kind of turned into an adventure thing now isn't it:/ Oh well, there will be some Romione bits in it, but obviously not right now:P Wow, lots of questions left un answered huh? Who is the girl Ron is with…? (I think you probably know) And whats happened to Molly?
DUN. DUN. DDDUUNNN!
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