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Author's Greeting: Gigity!

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The troll crashed through the bathroom doors. It saw Hermione and roared. She thought she might pass out... .. ... ... ...she was staring at a row of glass bottles containing different potions... ... ... ...she held up the mirror and stared into the terrible eyes of the basilisk... ... ... she was battling the boggart... ... ... she was dancing with Krum at the Yule Ball... ... ..she was taking her O.W.L.S... ...she was saying yes to Ron... ...she was kissing Draco... ...she was falling...falling...falling...

SNAP!

Hermione awoke with a lurch. Had she been dreaming? Was she alive? Was she in danger? Without moving, she surveyed the surroundings within her line of vision.

She could see the clear night sky. She could hear the rush of water off to her right. That was about it. Should she move?

Hermione turned her head a little. From what she could see, she was on a rocky, cold, treeless patch of land.Is it an island?

She sat up. How exactly did I get here? Hermione struggled to remember, which was difficult since everything was still fuzzy.

First things first, however. She would freeze to death if she didn't find some shelter soon. My wand. Is it still with me? Hermione was afraid to check.

She put her hand in one pocket. It wasn't there. Taking a deep breath, she put her hand in her other pocket. Her hand closed around the familiar vine wood wand. She smiled as relief spread throughout her. I will be OK.

First off, Hermione needed to find shelter. This looked to be a daunting task. There were no trees around. Perhaps I can find a cave nearby.

The shore didn't go inland very far before turning into rocky cliffs. Hermione walked along these for a little ways, hugging her cloak around her for warmth.

Presently she found a small but suitable opening in the cliff wall. It was just big enough to sleep in.

Hermione cleared a spot in the corner of the cave. She took out her wand and said, "Incendio." A cheerful crackling fire sprung to life immediatley.

Hermione went over and curled up next to it, savoring the warmth. What is going to happen now? I'm not in Ron's clutches anymore (for now) but this is still a dangerous and uncertain situation.

Hermione suddenly realized how tired she was and began to drift off to sleep. Her last thoughts were, Once they realize I'm missing from Hogwarts, they'll search for me.

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