Hello readers!

Well, first off I would like to point out a mistake in chapter 10 of this story. The stalls boy name isn't William, it is Colin. I really don't know where that came from…William was on the list of names I would give the boy. So apologies for that!

I have also been watching a lot of Merlin lately so I guess that's really been helping me get this whole medieval era thing figured out. it really is helping (:

Current song: Hurricane by 30 Seconds to Mars. I think this matches Harry's feelings for Riddle…or for Voldemort, in the actual series.

This chapter is longer than the last. But it was really a joy writing. There's a lot more action coming up, I think, so stay tuned for that!

"Wait – you're letting me escape?" Luna said. Her voice, however, did not show a slight sense of disbelief. It was a trait she had that both scared and impressed Ginny. "But – how? And who's that?" she asked, smiling and pointing at Neville.

"Oh, I'm Neville Longbottom of Muggle & Burrow," Neville said, a glint in his eyes.

"Son of Alice and Frank Longbottom?" Luna said, her dreamy voice rising.

"Yes, Luna, yes," Ginny said. "But we're not here for that – here, I'll unlock the gate –"

"It's charmed," Luna said, her voice slightly losing its dreamy quality. "You can't honestly expect them not to – I mean, before they started doing that, a lot of wizards broke out that way."

"Well, why couldn't you just break the gat open?" Neville said.

"They've drained me of my powers," replied Luna. "But there's a reverse spell, if you know the incantation then –"

"Alright then," said Ginny. "Step back, Luna, and I'll blow open the gate."

As she rose her hands to perform a spell, Neville swiftly raised his put her arms back down. "Are you mad?" he said. "You could wake up the other prisoners – you could wake up the guards!"

"It's our only shot!" Ginny shot back, releasing herself from Neville's firm grip. "Listen, Luna, here's what we'll do – I'll break the gate open then we'll apparate out of the dungeons back to my house, alright?"

"But the dungeons are charmed, too, Ginny – apparating is not an option!"

"Damn it!" Neville exclaimed, releasing his anger on a nearby haystack. "Alright – how about we blow open the gate, and if that triggers alarms, we'll race out of here to the surface and there we can apparate back to Muggle & Burrow!"

"Fine," Ginny said. She turned back to Luna. "Stay back." Luna didn't hasten to obey, and Ginny raised her hand – her eyes turned from their normal green to an unnatural shade of yellow as she muttered, "Bombarda Maxima!" the gate exploded into two parts, and the second after a clang was heard, an alarm was triggered.

"WE'VE GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE!" Neville screamed as he covered his ears. He grabbed Luna's hand and fled – Ginny picked up her dress and ran as fast as her small legs could take her. The prisoners around them had awoken and were know stirring and shouting as Neville, Ginny and Luna rushed out of the dungeons – Neville yelled and signaled them to step back as a large pile of large rocks fell, blocking their escape. Ginny groaned – the guards were on the move.

"Here, follow me!" Luna said, leading them to a passage on the right. She and Neville, who were still hand-in-hand, lead the way and Ginny was following behind.

"OI!" said a guard, who seemed to appear out of nowhere, but Neville, in a very swift motion, punched him in the face.

"Let's go!" Neville said, as Ginny and Luna stared at the man, who was whimpering on the ground, in total awe.

"We've reached a dead end!" Neville said, as they halted right in front of a large brick wall.

Behind her, Ginny could hear screams of rage – "The guards are coming!" she said, tugging on Neville's shirt.

Neville looked at Ginny, then at Luna.

"Break open the wall," said Ginny, her voice slightly trembling. "I'll hold them off."

"Ginny- " Neville began.

"Break it open!" Ginny snapped, and she rose her hands at as about a dozen of the king's men came running their way. "One," she said, as the men started charging at them, swords in their hands – "TWO!" Ginny said, and she heard Neville mutter an explosive spell. "Three – NOW!" Ginny said, and Neville screamed, "Bombarda Maxima!"

Ginny heard a yell and an explosion behind her as she screamed, "Protego Maxima!" and the men charging at them fell upon her powerful spell. "Let's go!" Ginny said. "I don't know how long the shield will last but we better apparate before they see our faces!' The guards on the floor moaned and started to rise.

Neville grabbed Ginny's hand in his, ran outside and closed his eyes, holding on tightly to both Ginny and Luna…Ginny felt her stomach turn and knew she had been sucked into that uncomfortable appartion…

-O-o-O-o-O-o-O-

(8 Hours Later)

"I think we are lost," Hermione said to Ron loftily as they continued, now on foot, to look for the public library. They were guiding their horses as they were now travelling through a crowded street.

"Oh, rubbish," Ron snapped at her. "We're not lost…we're just…wandering."

"Right. Lost," Hermione said. "I'll go ask for directions."

"I don't think you'll have to do that!" Ron retorted. "We are not lost! We don't need directions. Directions are for prats."

"I actually think it's the other way around," Hermione muttered angrily under her breath. She turned to Harry, who was concealed rather well under her cloak. "What do you think, Harry?"

"Oh…I don't know," Harry said hoarsely. "Just stop bickering and agree on something, will you?"

Hermione rolled her eyes and turned back to Ron. "You're being an arse, Ron – if you don't want to do it, I'll ask for directions."

Ron halted his horse and said in a hushed tone, "Make it quick."

She rolled her eyes once more and walked several feet away in search for a stranger. Harry turned to Ron, a smile forming on his lips. "Want to seem all brave and daring in front of Hermione, eh?" he winked.

"Wha – no!" Ron said. "It's just … we can't trust anybody! One thing we'll be walking inside a pub and the next we're being chased by a bunch of bleeding hit men!"

Harry was about to retort, but Hermione returned, a smile on her face. "I asked a man, and he told me was right around a shop called Zonko's, so it must be somewhere north. Still think it was a bad idea to not ask for directions, Ron?"

Ron didn't answer her questions, but instead said, "How the ruddy hell do you remember where Zonko's was?"

"I pay attention," Hermione said, blushing furiously; Harry could feel the heat escape her cheeks. "When we were being chased the other day, I saw Zonko's."Ron continued to look her in awe. She rushed on, "So we're looking for a place that's big…erm, sort of a citadel, of some sort."

"These people must like books," Harry said, face-palming. "Anyway, let's get a move on."

"I say we ride," Ron said, and in a swift movement, he jumped atop his horse. "The streets are cleared this area, so this will be a faster way." Hermione climbed behind him.

Harry stroked his horse's mane and then mounted on top of it. He kicked it and followed closely behind Ron and Hermione. They rode for about 20 minutes until Hermione's clear, prominent voice said, "I see it! I see it! It's over there!"

Harry hastily turned his head to the right, and, sure enough, saw the large, citadel-like building Hermione was pointing at. "That's the library?" Harry said, eyeing up and down with awe. "It looks like the size of Draconifors!"

"Only the world's best scholars have their books there," Hermione said. "Everybody comes to Hogsmeade when they need research. It's really the best place to go."

Ron didn't look taken aback at all, but rather bored and unimpressed. Harry grinned under the cloak. Books were really something Ron was not fond of. "So, what do we do, just…go in? Then the sword will be there?"

"Well, this is the right moment," Hermione said. "We're at the right place. We came for the right reason…" as she spoke, she got off her horse. Ron and Harry slowly imitated her movements, not taking their eyes off the library.

"Wait!" exclaimed Ron, snapping his fingers. "The right reason…that's it! Maybe we've got to…I don't know…confirm or something!"

"…what?" Hermione said, clearly confused.

"Summon it!" Ron said. "We're at the right place at the right time. Now all that's left to do is to summon the sword."

"Ron, that's….that's brilliant!" Hermione said, looking at him in awe.

Ron's ears turned red. "Well, it's been known to happen."

"I hadn't thought of it!" Hermione said, and with that, she threw herself at him and kissed him swiftly on the cheek. Ron's eyes looked like they were about to bulge out of their sockets and he looked down at her to see her blushing furiously, but otherwise looking at him with satisfaction.

"Done?" Harry said, trying to stifle a giggle.

"Erm – right," Hermione said. "Well, why don't we go somewhere, er – p-private, but near the library so we can summon it." Her voice was still shaky. Harry grinned even wider.

Harry and Ron tied their horses to a nearby fence and followed Hermione as she lead them to the back of the building. She looked around their surroundings; just a bunch of old, torn and worn out books stacked in piles.

"Hermione, grab as many as you can," Ron said, the ends of his mouth twitching.

"Oh, har har," Hermione said. "Anyway…I do believe its Harry who should summon it."

Harry's eyes widened. "Me? Why?"

"Well, you're the one who's got to do it, mate!" Ron said. "You can't see me or Hermione killing Riddle, now, can you?"

"Well yeah, but I don't think it really matters who summons it –"

"Oh, I think it does," Hermione said.

Harry sighed. Following what Hermione said was probably best. "Well, how do I summon it? Are there any magic words, or what?"

"…I don't know," Hermione said. "Rack your brains, Harry. That's why they're there."

Harry sighed again, and said, "I need the sword of Godric," in a clear voice. Nothing happened.

"Well, try again," Ron said, clicking his tongue impatiently.

Harry rolled his eyes. "I summon the sword of Godric!" Nothing happened.

Ron face palmed and Hermione grew pale. "Say it from the heart," she said. "Mean it, Harry."

Harry nodded, then said, in a clear voice, "I, Harry Potter, summon the sword of Godric in an attempt to find the incantation of the Godric touch, to aid the people of Hogwarts and free them from the tyrannous rule of King Tom Riddle once and for all!"

Ron looked at Harry in a mixture of fear and awe, and Hermione smiled at him.

Harry instead looked around him, and saw behind a pile of books what looked like a silver item glistening in the sunlight. "Hang on…" he said, walking past them throwing away the piles of books carelessly. And he saw it.

It was large, very long, and it's handle was encrusted with blood-red rubies. The sword of Godric.

"Bloody hell," Ron said. "You've done it, mate. You've summoned the sword of Godric."

Hermione eyed it with great awe. "This is it. This is the sword we were looking for. This is going to help us figure out the incantation of the Godric Touch."

"Well, what are we waiting for?" Ron said. "Let's go!"

-O-o-O-o-O-o-O-

(7 hours earlier)

Ginny, Neville and Luna panted heavily as they landed on the gates of Muggle & Burrow. Ginny was about to catch her breath when Luna ran up to her and threw her arms around both her and Neville. "Thank you," she whispered, and as Ginny pulled back she could see tears streaming down her face.

"Our pleasure," Neville said, patting her awkwardly on the back.

As Luna brushed away her tears, Ginny said, "This is Muggle & Burrow…erm, Neville and I live here."

"I know, I've been here before," Luna said, staring at the neighboring houses.

"Ginny, I think she'll have to stay here until Harry finishes off Riddle," Neville said to Ginny.

"What? Why?" said Ginny.

"It will be too unsafe to bring her back to Sir Lovegood too soon," Neville said. "Just let her stay at your house, Ginny."

As they talked, the pair of them continued to walk down the empty and dark streets of Muggle & Burrow, until they reached Ginny's house. Ginny breathed in and said, "We'll have to be really quiet. I don't want my parents waking up."

Neville and Luna nodded, and Ginny slowly and carefully turned the door knob. The second she set foot on the wooden floor, a light illuminated the house and she saw her mother and father sitting on the table, Molly's eyes full of relief and Arthur's full of rage – present there were also Fred and George, who both wore identical grins, Bill, Percy and Charlie.

"I'll be first to talk," Arthur said, his eyes narrowed at his daughter. "It is two o'clock in the morning. Where. Have. You. Been?"

And that's the end of this chapter! You've got to give it to me…it's pretty much longer than the last chapter, which was about 1k words. Anyway, as you can very much see, Ginny is in a LOT of trouble…can't wait to finish off chapter 12, hehe. I'm planning to write at least 20.

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