To all my readers thank you

Here is the next part of the story. This is of events leading up to Harry's vision quest.

Carolquin – I hope you enjoy this next part. It will give you a little more insight into what is going on.

One of the hp freaks- well I do like a good mystery, he will be revealed later

Ginny278 – I figured this story to be a little different when the concept entered my head. Anyway enjoy

Graham Mallalieu – He will be revealed, but that is a good guess.

Chapter 3 Discussions of the Past

Ron was sitting on Hermione's couch. Hermione was in his lap leaning herself against him. With a mischievous smirk, Ron ran his fingers slowly up and down Hermione's arm, just barely touching the skin. He knew that this was an action that calmed her and that she enjoyed.

He did enjoy these times together when they would meet and be alone. When out in the world Hermione always presented herself as a bossy know it all. But when she was alone with Ron she was different. With Ron she was calm, affectionate, loving, and passionate about him.

It had given Ron an unusual sense in pride to know that he was the only one she would behave like that with.

He kissed the top of her head. "I love you."

"I love you too Ron." Hermione replied.

"You seemed a bit distant tonight at dinner. Are you sure you are alright?"

"I'm fine, really." Hermione answered.

"After what happened on Wednesday," Ron started to say. "Wait that is what's bothering you isn't it. Look we got three Aurors after that guy."

"I know." Hermione quickly said. "I'm alright about it, really. I just think Harry shouldn't be working right now that's all. That is where you said he was."

"I saw the roster myself." Ron answered. "He was working tonight. It was funny too I thought Davis and Jones were the ones working tonight. Not Jones and Harry."

"Maybe there was a change, but I still don't think he should be working, that's all." Hermione felt her arm thinking about the events just a few days prior.

Hermione, Ron and Harry had agreed to go out into Muggle London for lunch that particular afternoon. Ron had to cancel though. Shackleboot, his boss, wanted Ron to come along with him on a raid. He wanted to jump on something before they missed the opportunity.

Hermione and Harry did not ask for details. Harry had to go with Lupin on a raid the day before. It was not something he wanted to do again anytime soon.

However, Hermione worked as an Unspeakable she was doing extended research on Horcurxes. The time that they took in tracking down and destroying Lord Voldemort's gave her extended knowledge.

They were sitting outside of an open café. Hermione stated that she needed to go inside and use the loo. She had not been gone that long.

Right when she stepped outside the sun had caught her eyes and she had to blind them. She heard rather than saw the explosion that happened next.

People were screaming and she heard things falling around her as the people ran away. "Harry!" She yelled. She moved closer to the spot that they were having lunch. "Harry!" She called again. That was when she saw him.

Hermione wasn't actually sure how she was able to move the table, which was covered with rumble, off of him without magic.

Once the table was off of Harry she looked at the damage. Shards of glass had invaded his right arm. There was blood all over the place. Immediately she took her sweater off and put it around Harry's arm.

She quickly then grabbed a hold of him. She hated doing a Portkey in public, but this was an emergency and she had clearance to make Portkeys.

Hermione landed on the floor inside of Saint Mungos. She was actually thankful for the first person she saw. Someone she knew she could trust, Ginny.

Ginny summoned over one of the gurneys and placed Harry. She took Harry into one of the rooms. Hermione stayed right behind Harry. She watched at the door as the Healer worked on him.

"How did this happen?" The Healer yelled out to Hermione.

"It was an explosion in Muggle London." Hermione answered.

The Healer continued to work.

When they were done Harry started to get up.

"You really should stay down." The Healer said. "Weasley fit him for a sling, just to be sure. I need to fill out his paperwork. You can go home, Mr. Potter."

"Yes sir." Ginny replied getting out the material.

When the healer left Harry tried to get up again.

"There was a lot of damage to your nerves." Ginny said. "It would be better if just stayed down for a bit."

"You don't have to baby me." Harry said gruffly to her.

"Then don't blame me if you can't use your arm for the next few days." Ginny said back throwing the sling at him. She stormed out of the room.

"I'm getting out of here." He said indifferently to Hermione. He went up to the desk and using his left hand signed the discharge papers.

The Ministry investigation into the manner had proved that an explosion spell had been done, but the perpetrator could not be identified. However they did not have a positive reason for the occurrence.

However Hermione, Ron, and Harry all had their theory why it had happened.

"He barely survived someone else trying to kill him." Hermione said still thinking about all the cuts she saw on Harry's arm.

Hermione as well as Ron still remembered the first time they realized someone was trying to kill Harry.

A box of cookies had been sent to Harry with no name. Hermione had a suspicion about the cookies and had done a test on them. They were indeed poisonous and if Harry had eaten just a few of them he would have been dead.

"I saw him in the office today. He was having no trouble using his arm." Ron tried to assure her. He was still just as worried as she was.

Hermione nodded, "I know. It's just I am so worried. What if who ever this is tries something else?"

"Harry is the boy who lived. I am sure he can handle himself." Ron smiled at Hermione.

"Or he will just move farther away from us." Hermione touched on a subject that had been a taboo for her and Ron since the death of Lord Voldemort.

At the end of the final battle through shear dumb luck as Professor McGonagal would put all three of them survived. As they walked away from the ruins Hermione had looked at Harry. She had looked into his eyes and swore there was something wrong. He looked as though something inside of him had died.

For the next few weeks Harry seemed to be an emotionless drone. At that time they had come to stay at the Burrow. It was mostly do to Ron's instance. He wanted to keep an eye on Harry. Ron could make Harry talk occasionally and maybe that was all he needed.

When they had first shown, Molly immediately latched herself to all three of them in one of her motherly hugs.

Hermione could not help but notice that Harry did not hug her back.

When Ginny had arrived home from Hogwarts she was thrilled to see her brother and Hermione. She then looked at Harry. He had merely said hello to her, nothing more. When Ginny tried to hug him he stepped back.

That was all that really went between them while they stayed at the Burrow.

Harry had been the first to move out. Ron went with him, to keep an eye on him. They had gotten jobs at the Ministry working for Magical Law enforcement. Hermione turned down the job when she was offered the chance to be in the Department of Mysteries.

When Ron left the apartment for working or spending time with Hermione he made sure a plan was made for Harry. If Harry was not working someone would be in the apartment or close by.

Ginny had only taken the duty twice. On the second time she had some kind of fight with Harry. Neither would speak about what the row was over.

"If you want, I'll talk with him again. Maybe I could slip some Vertiserum in his tea?" Ron said.

"Maybe we should sit with him together." Hermione said. "Just one last time then he will let him be."

"Sounds good to me." Ron said. "When?"

"Right now, I think."