Hermione blinged several times before she could adjust to the new environment. Although she was in Grimauld place countless times the sudden apparation had somehow made her brain go numb.

"What just happened?" she told herself as she tried to compose herself. She tried to take a big breath while her right hand automatically was placed on her right cheek. "Did Ron just tried to...?"

Her train of thoughts was interrupted by Harry.

"Yes, Harry took me away..." she thought. She extended her arm in an attempt to grab him but a loud noise , a noise of something being tossed and eventually broken was heard. She soon realized that the item was a bizzare vase which decorated for countless years the Black's coffe table.

"Harry," she mumbled quietlly, "it's alright." "We are gone."

His eyes focused on her and she could swear that she saw a strange glimpse in his eyes. He aproached her with two large steps and he graped her from the shoulders. Panic overcame Hermione. It wasn't long ago since he was calling her "Mudblood".

But she stared steadily at his soft green eyes. " I'll handle this," she said to herself. "It's my Harry afterall."

By this thought her feauters softened.

Suddenly Harry started shaking her and withought warning he started shouting.

"WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME. YOU. I HATE YOU. YOU ARE A MUDBLOOD. I CAN NOT STAND YOU. BUT STILL WHEN I SAW RON TRYING TO HURT YOU. I COULDN'T HELP IT. SOMETHING TOLD ME TO HELP YOU. TO SAVE YOU. A VOICE IN MY HEAD TOLD ME THAT YOU ARE SPECIAL TO MtE. THAT I LOVE YOU DEEPLY AND FOR THAT I SHOULD BE NEXT TO YOU. TOUR FRIEND, YOUR PROTECTOR. AS ALWAYS." Some tears had escaped his eyes but that couldn't stop him.

"THAT BLOODY VOICE WHICH KEEP TALKIN IN MY HEAD. ABOUT MY BEHAVIOR , ABOUT MY ACTIONS. AND IT ALWAYS COMES AROUND WJEN YOU ARE NEXT TO ME." His hands had lossened the grip on her shoulders and he took a step back in order to look at her. He noticed that she was also crying now.

"Harry, I..., I...," but a sob made her stop. Her best friend was in pain and that was clear. He was fighting with his own self in a battle which was not so equal. Memories versus a powerfull curse. And he was fighting all alone.

She was trying to apologize when he felt his hand all over her. He hugged her so hard that for a moment she thought that she would not be able to breath. But soon she felt relaxed. She hugged him back and she said reassuringly.

"We will fix it together. I know that my Harry is somewhere in there and i'm gonna bring him back no matter what. I promise."

His answer brought tears in her eyes but at least happy.

" I know Mione, I know..."

Guys sorry for the delay. I know it's kind of short but i'm currently writing via i-phone so I have quite limited options. I want all of you who have sticked with the story from the beginning and I want to ask you a big favor...Please review. Xxxxxx :)