Chapter 2

When Harry woke up, Hermione was still unconscious. He didn't know where he was. There was no-one else around. He couldn't even see Witherwings. All he wanted to do was cry out but there was no-one close enough to hear him. He did it anyway. It made him feel better. He stroked Hermione's hair in comfort. Her eyes began to open.

"Hermione?"

"Mmm?"

"Are you ok."

Hermione sat up Harry hugged her, without even thinking and pulled away as soon as he realised. Hermione glared at him. He gave a little smile. She looked confused. Just to be polite she smiled back, then both of them stood up and went to find Witherwings.

They walked on through the forest for a good ten minutes before they found anything promising. The first thing they found was a piece of parchment. Harry picked it up and began to read aloud.

"Ministry of magic, Something or other, something or other, something or other."

Hermione grabbed hold of the parchment and scanned it closely. Suddenly they began to rise and within about a minute they dropped on the marble floor of a small room.

"Where are we?" asked Harry.

"I don't know."

"No information whatsoever. Do you think it was planned?"

Neither of them were sure how to answer. It wasn't like a portkey could just appear in the middle of a lonely forest, who would know that they'd be there?

"It can't have been..."

"Who?" Said a very worried Harry.

"Hagrid..."

"No. No way!"

"Who else?"

"I dunno, Voldemort. Snape...Can't be Hagrid"

"Suppose it's not Hagrid. Maybe someone who is but isn't Hagrid..."

"No..." Harry knew there was only person it could have been.

"Hagrid under the imperious curse. That's what it would have to be!"

Both of them got the message, Voldemort was around somewhere but neither was sure where. The darkness meant they couldn't see a thing. Then Harry had an Idea. "Search the walls for a door." He said. Both Harry and Hermione walked along the walls.

"Found one!" cried Hermione. "It's open!" Luckily Hermione was smart enough not to open it without Harry and when he arrived at her side she creaked the door open just to a crack bearing their wands.

"Coast's clear!" whispered Hermione. She was trembling a little which was understandable due to their circumstances. "Ready?"

"Ready." Harry knew he would never really be ready, but he had to give it a shot.

Hermione pushed open the door and held out their wands.

CRACK!

"AAAAAAH!"