Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter

Author's Greeting: Hey. Happy Christmas. :)

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How much time had passed? Hermione was feeling a little tired from being in one position for so long.

Night was falling. It was very clear out. She could see the stars shining bright in the sky.

Ron still hadn't said anything. Should she try him?

"Ron?" Hermione tried tentatively. He said nothing.

"It would be really helpful if I knew where we were going." Hermione attempted again.

"Why would I tell you? Just to help you out?" Ron asked. There was no sarcasm. He sounded truly curious about the question. That was the scary part.

Hermione blinked. This is not good. This is not good. The adrenaline was starting to rush. I've got to get out of this. How do I get out of this!?

She looked down. She would surely die if she jumped. Or be severely injured. That would leave her no better than now; probably worse.

Maybe I could try to run when we land...

Hermione didn't know what to do. And now it's too late, she thought as she saw them approaching water.

Wait! That was all she thought as she let go of Ron and let herself fall off the broom towards the icey water below. Ron gave a yell as he saw her fall down, down, down.

Acting before thinking has good and bad parts to it. The good part: it enables you to do what you normally would not. The bad part: what happens next.

Hermione realized a little too late that she should have thought of a spell to use before jumping into freezing water. She closed her eyes and braced herself for the shock.

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Now I know this is short. But what I have next belongs in its own chapter. I'll also tell you, for a bit of dramatic irony, that Hermione has landed off the coast of the Orkney Islands. Since Hogwarts is supposed to be in Scotland, and Ron headed north, the nearest major source of water is right about here.