Chapter: 6 broken Dreams.

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I know I owe all of you a MASSIVE apology for leaving the story unfinished for so long, But my computer had a meltdown and I lost everything. My hard-drive died and was corrupted so I can't get anything back. Anyway enough about me and my troubles. Let me present to you, Chapter six:

Broken Hearts,

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"Hermione" Ron asked softly when they awoke the next morning. He told her what had happened the previous day."Yea" a sleepy Hermione asked, "I wanted to tell you something, ever since I met you I knew there was something I liked about you" He paused taking a breath. "What I want to tell you is … I have always liked you Hermione, and I realized that if you don't tell the person how you feel about them you may never get the chance". "Ron that might just be the smartest thing you have ever said" Hermione said, giggling. "But I have to tell you that I don't like you the way you like me, I don't want to hurt you but I feel it's better to tell the truth". Hermione said, her face serious. "Ron, please try to understand, it's not that I don't care I do, it's just I can't lie to you". Ron didn't say anything for a long time, then he quickly got up and walked out, his eyes glistening and his face scarlet.

"Ron" Hermione sobbed quietly.

She had already lost one dear friend, she couldn't handle it if she lost another one.

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Meanwhile in the Malfoy Manor, Harry had regained consciousnesses and was fighting for his life. Somehow, the curse Voldemort had cast at Harry hadn't hit him, instead bouncing off hitting one of the death-eaters standing close by, this only infuriated him more, causing him to yell and cast more violent spells at Harry and anyone near him. Harry had managed to escape the death-eaters grasp and grab one of their wands. He ran out of the room and down to the second floor and into a library. Panting he fell to the ground wishing he had thought this through. He had to get back to Hogwarts, but something stopped him, in the back of his mind. Or rather someone. "Surrender now Harry Potter, and I will spear your friends a long and painful death" Voldemort said in a loud evil voice echoing in Harry's head. "Yea, you'll have to find me first" Harry thought. Suddenly his head felt as if it were being torn apart, Voldemort was using the link between them to locate Harry. He quickly shut his eyes, he could now see into Voldemort's mind. "Bring me the boy" he hissed. Two death-eaters quickly vanished down the steps leading to the cellar, only to emerge moments later carrying a barely concise and almost unrecognizable Draco. They threw him at the feet of Voldemort,"Now tell me Draco, why would you let your-self be tricked by a mud-blood scum like that Granger girl". Harry's blood boiled, anger surged through him. "I wasn't tricked by her" Draco said through gritted teeth, "I love her, and nothing you do or say will change my mind". Gasps from around the room as Draco confessed his love for the bushy haired Griffindor. "Draco how could you" Lucius said horrified. "You are no son of mine" He aimed his wand at Draco's heart, "That will enough Lucius" Voldemort hissed, "put him in the cell in the dungeon to rot with the other blood traitors and mud-blood scum". "Yes sir" Lucius said as he bowed, flicked his wand at Draco, dragging him along the ground as he walked. "You will rot in the dungeons with the others". He said through gritted teeth. "I will make sure of it and no one will save you". Harry couldn't let that happen, not because he liked Draco but because of Hermione, because she was his friend. He had to save Draco, "Wow I never thought I would be saying that" Harry thought to himself. Gripping the wand he had grabbed tightly, he got up and walked slowly and with purpose to face his Destiny.

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"But sir surely there must be someway of locating him professor" Hermione asked as she sat down in Dumbledore's office. "Ron said that Harry went to help Draco, could that help at all?". Dumbledore sat silently thinking. "Yes that could help" he mumbled, jotting what she said down on a piece of parchment. "I think that if Harry went back to help Draco then they could both very well be at Malfoy Manor". Hermione gasped. "But sir, does that mean Harry could be.." she couldn't bring herself to say the last words. "No Hermione I do not think that Voldemort killed Harry and kept quiet about it" said Dumbledore now facing Hermione. "Honestly I believe that he is still alive but needs our help". "So what about Draco, would he still be alive?" Hermione asked, her eyes sparkling with hope. "Now I'm not sure about the Malfoy's but if he is alive we will get him out, I can promise you of that". Dumbledore said triumphantly. "Yes sir" Hermione said, her voice wavering slightly. She knew the chances of Draco surviving were slim. But she had to hope, to trust that both Harry and Draco would be safe until they got there to help them. "Professor, how do we get them back. I mean is there a plan of attack or something?" She asked hopefully. "Miss Granger, please listen to me even if we could get them back, it would be extremely dangerous and-", "I know that sir but please let me help, there must be something I can do to help" Hermione interrupted. " Miss Granger, Until we know for certain what dangers there are, I am ordering you to stay here" Dumbledore said almost yelling. Hermione jumped, shocked at his outburst. "Yes sir" was all she could say before she walked-almost ran out of his office, her eyes brimming with tears.

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