Here it is, I know it took soo long for it, but I had to write it then find it then edit it!
It takes a lot of time do all those thing especially when your out of town and barely get PC time.
okay anyway here it is, finally a real fight for a hourxes fun huh? I hope so, I have an idea.

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Harry had found nothing but a rat, a very large intimidating rat. Harry didn't run, he was a man, he couldn't run. He merely fast walked out of the room. Harry was use to all types of creatures, it just so happened he despised rats the most, not mice, Rats big hairy evil creatures.

He exited the room noticing Ron had just left a door. Harry moved towards the middle door.

"I'm done" He informed his red head friend. "You ready?"

Ron nodded, although Harry could tell Ron would rather run screaming then- well actually he looked relaxed, that was something different. Harry met him half way, they mad a army Sargent turn to the corridor and slowly walked to the big wooden door.

Harry look to Ron, shaking his head asking who should open it.

Ron sighed, and tilted his head to Harry, this meant "You" Harry nodded and grasped the door knob.

He opened it and no smell came from within. As he peered inside he was only shocked for a moment; the room was bigger than the entire house. Harry had seen something like this with the tent in his fourth year.

The bed was in the middle, it was white, and green with gold and silver.

On the left of the bed was a setting area with huge cream couchs and side tables, with one very large television. On the other side was a huge open bathroom, a giant tub with silver handles and a glass shower next to it.

"Very open, with being stalkers, weren't they?" Ron said opening the shower.

Harry felt something, he just knew it wasn't in this room, but he wanted to stay here, he wanted to sleep in that bad and shower in that shower.

"Harry mate, I'm not feeling anything" Ron said slowly closing the glass door.

Harry nodded in agreement, there was nothing here. "Let's go check on Hermione"

Ron sighed with relief. "Yeah let's"

They walked out of the room shutting the door behind them.

They walked back down the stairs and heard Hermione rummaging in the kitchen, when Harry noticed something at the fire place.

Ron went with him to examine a picture of Mr. and Mrs. Riddle on the mantel, it was a still picture, of course they were muggles. But there was something different, they had fear in their eyes, and they we're setting at the table.

"It's here" Harry whispered. "I think it's in the fire place"

"In the fire place?" Ron asked a bit of confusion in his voice.

"Yes, I think it's in the fire place, do I need to spell it out?" Harry was annoyed by the fact that Ron was being so mentally slow.

Harry didn't know exactly how he was going to get it from beneath the fire place but he was going to. He looked to Ron who seemed to be in deep thought.

Harry decided to just blow up the fireplace, what was the worst that could happen?

Harry stood up, grabbing Ron by the collar. He pulled him back; they were now a good five feet away. Harry tightened his grip on his wand. Harry was blank he couldn't think of a spell.

Ron who had noticed Harry's lost for magic took his wand out "Expelliarmus" Ron shouted.

Chunks of fire places flew, Harry then realized what Ron had done and followed.

"Expelliarmus" They cried. More flew out, until Harry seen something white.

He moved closer to the giant hole now one where a fireplace stood.

What he had seen had been white, milk white, bones. No not dog bones, human oh yes very human. A skull right there with a hand, and what looked to be a silver plait. It read "Amelia Riddle" Harry was shocked, did the muggles kill Amelia?

"Harry" Ron spoke. "Amelia Riddle sounds familiar" Ron surprisingly pushed the bones away and grabbed the name plait. "I remember reading, well Hermione reading, and telling me about it" Ron started at the plait "Amelia Riddle, Tom Riddle's great grandmother" Ron said shaking his head in triumph. Ron moved more bones and dug his hand into the soil. He pulled out a gleaming silver goblet. "Yes"

Harry grinned "Good work, and now we know Voldemort's sick"

Ron laughed, about to Hand Harry the goblet.

"You say his name like it's nothing" Snarled a familiar voice "You, who killed my Draco"

Harry seen the look on Ron's face, it was not fear, but preparation. Harry turned his head to see a very pig nosed Pany Parkison.

"Pansy, you do know Draco was only marrying you for your good looks" Sniggered Ron.

Pansy shot him a death glare "Look who's talking, you and Granger finally get together?"

She laughed a horrible shrieking laugh.

"Actually Hermione moved to America, she decided to fine a cure to insane pig like laughs, I could give you her addressee if you'd like" Ron said with huge grin still plastered on his face.

Pansy's eyes narrowed on him "Learn how to back talk have you?" Her wand pointed towards Ron's heart. "I suppose that mudblood girlfriend of yours taught you a few fancy words has she?"

Ron nodded "I could teach you some."

Harry couldn't help but laugh, Ron seemed so calm, when at any moment Pansy could strike. Ron just kept his head high and his wit strong.

Pansy seemed more upset, she wasn't use to having Ron shoot remarks at her.

"Goyle, Crabbe" She shrieked. Harry laughed more; it was his turn to make fun of her.

"So you've taken over Draco's goons have you Pansy?"

Goyle and Crabbe appeared from the shadows of the doorway.

"Stop talking about Draco, YOU KILLED HIM" She shouted.

Harry wondered where Hermione was.

'She must have heard all of the commotion?

Was she okay? Did something happen to her? What if she's hurt?'

It then hit Harry he was standing in front of Pansy.

"Is that what they told you?" Harry laughed "That I killed Malfoy?"

Pansy nodded, her eyes watery but fierce with anger. "You killed him"

"No, I didn't I wish I had, but I didn't" Harry laughed and Ron nodded.

"He killed himself" Ron spoke again "The daft buffoon, he shot the spell into a mirror and it came back to hit him square in the chest"

"LIAR" Pansy shrieked. Harry knew she was planning something, he could just tell from her voice. "LAIR- ACCI O GOBLET"

The goblet flew into Pansy's hands. She had a sly smile on her face. "Sorry Potter"

Ron looked mad, very mad at Harry for not stopping it.

"Crabbe, Goyle finish them off" Pansy laughed about to walk off, Harry knew he would have to take the pig on, he looked to Ron warning him that he would have to take Goyle and Crabbe on alone.

Harry quickly shouted "HE SAID HE NEVER LOVED YOU" Pansy stopped in her tracks.

Harry made his way towards her slowly; he could hear Ron, Goyle and Crabbe shouting spells.

"What was that Potter?" She spat.

"He said he never loved you before he died" Harry lied. Pansy's face seemed sad, then a horrible smile on her face.

"You're lying" She snarled "You're lying to me Potter" Harry took another step closer, Pansy noticed.

"Expelliarmus" She cried making Harry fly back. "You think you can fight me? The dark lord has taught me all he knows"

Harry stood up laughing "And he'll kill you faster then he will those two" Harry motioned his head to where Goyle and Crabbe were.

Harry knew he would need to do something strong; he needed to get a hold of the goblet.

Of course nothing came to Harry's mind he just threw spells at her, lights flashing back and forth. He had hit Pansy throwing her backwards into a wall.

In the time she took to get up Harry glanced over at Ron who looked pretty beat up, he needed help, and he needed help now!

Pansy was back up and this time she looked ready to kill "AVADA KE-"

A large brown bush had attacked Pansy from the front. Harry quickly ran to Ron not even thinking about Pansy.

Harry was to Goyle and Crabbe's back. Ron seen him and had a devious grin.

"Sectumsempra" Harry cried moving his wand in a circular motion. Two circular gashes were made in Goyle and crabbe's backs. Making them stumble.

But they made their way back to Ron, he threw a marvelous right punch at Goyle.

"Cruciatus" Cried a familiar voice from behind Harry, Goyle and Crabbe began to shake uncontrollably in pain. Ron's face wore pure shock as he watched them shake. Harry turned around to hug the brown bush he knew to be Hermione.

He quickly hugged her, but as he looked over her shoulder he seen Pansy standing up, blood running down her face. She was limping their way.

"HERMIONE" Harry shouted as Pansy raised her wand, Hermione turned around raising her own.

"Incarcerous" Hermione shouted and ropes rushed from the end of her wand wrapping around Pansy.

"HARRY HERMIONE" They heard Ron shout, they turn to see Goyle and Crabbe standing once more, now Crabbe and Goyle were coming at Hermione and Harry.

"RON YOU KNOW WHERE" Hermione screamed grabbing Harry's hand.

'What is she doing? Hello we can't leave RON'

"HERMION-"Harry stopped he was already outside grimmauld place.

Harry was panting heavily "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" He shouted at a frightened looking Hermione. "WHY DID YOU LEAVE RON LIKE THAT?"

Hermione has 'the' face on the 'I wish you would stop shouting' Face.

Harry took a deep breath waiting for her reply.

"Harry you can't apparate, I told Ron to meet us here, he's a big boy-"Harry cut her off.

"SO?" He spat "How would you survive if I left you in the middle of your death?"

"I'm sure he's fine" Hermione said, no so sure.

"Yeah, he's an awesome dueler, I'm sure he can take out two buffoons" Came Ron's voice from behind Harry. Harry turned around to face him his red hair flying every which and way. His lip bleeding and a ripped shirt, but standing.

Harry heard Hermione sigh, a sigh of relief; which made Harry feel horrible. He may have reacted a bit rash towards Hermione, and she didn't leave him to his death, but a few bruises.

"Oh by the way" Ron laughed "You two need to remember- oh I don't know- THE HOURXCE" He pulled the goblet from behind his back.

Harry mentally slapped himself, how could he have forgotten the most important thing? He and Hermione had been so daft, so irresponsible.

Harry knew Hermione was thinking the same thing, he knew she felt just as bad.

Ron threw the goblet at Harry, who caught it and without another thought destroyed it.

They looked at each other each giving the other a silent apology, then ning heir attention to the door.

Ron was grinning from ear to ear as Hermione opened the door to Grimmauld Place. Harry right behind them his heart beating fast and his mind racing.

"Bloody hell Hermione, you were –amazing back there" Ron said astonished at a heroic Hermione.

"Yes well- I had to save you- and I mean "Hermione said embarrassed her cheeks a tint of pink and her lips red with joy.

Harry sat on the first couch he saw once he had closed the door behind him; Hermione and Ron reminiscing on the last few ours.

"Hermione, I can't believe you used an unforgivable curse" Ron said pure excitement in his tone. "I mean when you appeared out of no where and use the Crucio curse, I was astonished"

Hermione blushed furiously biting her lip "well what about you" Ron went slightly pink "I mean you're the one who remembered the goblet, nice punch might I add" Hermione smiled and Ron's ear went red, Harry just watched the two.

Harry was filled with joy they only had three hourcxes left.

"Hermione, I've been meaning to ask you" Harry finally spoke up. "Where were you all that time?"

Hermione jerked her head from Ron who she had been staring at admiringly. "I was in the kitchen, which a silencing charm on it, so I couldn't hear anything going on, I just stepped out and seen you and Pansy"

Harry shrugged, made sense.

"So we get rd of a few more hourcxes and we're free?" Ron asked putting a hand through his ginger hair, ruffling the back.

"Ron, I told you the day we your house left, I'll never be free, I'll always be the chosen one" Harry said. Ron nodded.

Harry could feel Ron's sadness that their journey was coming to an end although he didn't agree with it, he couldn't wait until the battle was over, what ever his fate to be.

"No you didn't?" Ron laughed "You said it two days after the wedding"

Harry just shook his head, he didn't care when he said it.

"You know Harry, I've heard from Ginny" Said Hermione with a smile, this news brought Harry with high hope, although he was sure his face was still painted with confusion.

"She said she miss' you and that the last year ball was nothing like the yule, and that she was glad you weren't there, it wasn't worth it anyway. She also said that she wanted me to give you this"

Hermione handed Harry a small pink envelope.

Harry ripped it open at once. Inside was a letter, written with red ink and smelt of honeydukes.

Dear Harry, I hope you read this instead of Hermione. I doubt she is that nosy.

Oh well the point to this letter is, I love you Harry Potter, if you have broken my heart or not, and you ask why I send this now? Hermione informed me you are three hourxces way from the end of his horrible fate we have all had to deal with. So I love you Harry James Potter, I love you more than any other person I know, I have feelings for you that I have never felt nor do I think I will ever again.

I am not pressuring you into coming back to me, I am telling you to stop feeling guilty, and to go on and do what you must because the tears I have cried are nothing compared to the hurt you have felt, I know you love me too, which is why I write this letter, I love you.

Point black I love you.

Love, Ginny.

As Harry's eye drifted to the last line he felt a mixture like no other, a feeling of relief, guilt, love, and anger.

Ginny loved him which is something he knew, and love to hear. She admitted that she was hurt, and that made him feel guilty, he was relieved to hear that she wants him to proceed. Most of all his anger is shot towards Voldemort, he is the reason for everything wrong in Harry's life.

Harry's head filled with all these obsessive thought made him want to scream, kick, and cry.

He did nothing of the sort, all he did was fold the letter and put it in his pocket. He looked to Hermione only to see a smile play across her lips.

"I read it" She laughed, Harry couldn't help but laugh with her.

Ron was looking confused. "I couldn't help myself, I'm sorry"

Harry stopped laughing only to say "She's something special" Hermione nodded; he was talking about Ginny of course.

"She'll be there when you get back" Hermione said putting an arm around him.

"That's 'if' I get back" Harry sighed "You never know I might just die"

For the oddest reason they all laughed at this, as if something so tragic was amusing.

The laughter died down and they all had taken there spots in the house to sleep. (It was too late to get back to their rooms)

Tomorrow they visited the cemetery.

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I just enjoyed having Ron throw punch at Goyle, BTW the spells used in this chapter are real and are spelled correctly
I just was proud of myself for that, I don'y know why LOL

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