AN: Trying to update more. I hate not updating and I love writing. The only problem is when I have writer's block. Anyway I've been thinking about making another Harmony Fanfic and I've also been thinking about a Remione Fanfic. If you like the idea of either one just PM me or say so in a review. Once again anything you recognize is JK Rowling's anything you don't is mine.

Hermione POV

I paced back and forth nibbling on my lip. Ron and Harry were both sleeping but I was too busy trying to figure out how to get the sword of Gryffindor. It was the only way to kill the Horcruxes and Severus had it. But how could we possibly get it?

I growled and tugged on one of my curls. What to do, what to do... I paused mid step and tilted my head to the side. What about Kreacher? House Elves could apparate anywhere their magic wasn't as restrictive as ours. But it still wouldn't be safe for any of us to get it. Wait... Sirius?

"Kreacher!" I called softly out into the air. After an awkward moment there was a small pop. Kreacher stood in front of me his eyes wide.

"Madame Black," he said with a nod.

"Kreacher can you apparate into the headmaster's office?" I asked bouncing on the balls of my feet. Excitement was rushing through my body. This would work. It had to.

"Yes, Madame Black." He said with a little bow.

"Can you take anyone with you?" I asked, my heart hammering in my chest.

"Yes, Madame Black." He said nodding his head again.

"Can you go get Sirius and bring him with you to the Headmaster's office, get the sword of Gryffindor and bring him back here?" I asked breathlessly.

"Of course Madame Black." And then he was gone with a little pop. Bloody hell, why hadn't I thought of this before? This would be brilliant!

Neville POV

I held Alice close to me as she slept fitfully. Ever since Michael Corner had helped her escape things in the DA had slowed down a lot. Michael had been tortured pretty badly by both Alecto and Amycus. No one wanted anything to do with Dumbledore's Army and I couldn't blame them at all. No one should be forced between torture and the Dark side. None of this was fair. The other side didn't play fair.

Hannah ran into the Room of Requirement holding Ginny's hand. Both fell against the wall panting heavily.

"What happened?" I asked looking between them. Ginny's face was red and Hannah was holding a stitch in her side. Had they ran all the way here?

"Someone went after Nott!" Ginny gasped finally. My mouth dropped open in shock. Yes! It had finally happened! Someone had killed Nott! Probably Sirius...

"He's stuck in the hospital wing." Damn! That meant he was still alive...

"Was it Sirius?" I finally asked after a long moment. The last thing we needed was for Sirius to end up in Azkaban for attempted murder.

"No... rumor has it that it was some Muggle-born girl that was supposed to be a first year." My eyes widened in shock.

"You mean an eleven year old tried to kill Theodore Nott?" Was I dreaming. I pinched my lef hard. Nope, I was awake.

"Yeah." Hannah said nodding her head quickly.

"What did she do?" I asked looking at Ginny.

"She tried to get him with a knife, don't ask me how I have no idea how she even got here." Craziest day ever.

"Any idea who it was?" I asked running a hand through my hair.

"Yeah her name is Emily, Emily Lewis."

Severus POV

I paced back and forth rubbing my eyes. When Sirius had asked to come here this was not what I had expected at all. I had given him the sword to get to the trio. He said he had a way and I believed him.

But that little girl. She was absolutely adorable but seemed to have a dark side. After all one would have to to go after Nott with a knife. And where in the world had she even found one to begin with? She had more courage than any two Slytherins. Merlin she made me think of Sirius.

"Sssseverussss." A voice hissed. I bowed almost automatically.

"Yes my lord?" I said looking up into the Dark Lord's eyes. He paced back and forth twirling his wand in his hand.

"I am leaving the country." My eyes widened in shock. Leave? Why would he leave?

"May I ask why?" I asked slowly.

"Itsss thisss wand. It doesss not work againssst Potter. And I have to be the one to kill him." My heart clenched but I kept my face impassive.

"Did you find it, my lord?" I asked my heart pounding. Bloody hell I hope not. The last thing we needed was for the Dark Lord to find the Elder wand.

"Yesss I believe I did." I blinked once and swallowed thickly. Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it... "Grindelwald."

I let out a breath and my whole body relaxed. So he didn't know... not all of it anyway. Thank Merlin. "How long will you be gone my lord?"

"Asss long asss it takesss." He hissed then suddenly turned to me. "Ssseverusss you are in charge while I am gone."

"Yes, my lord." I said with a little bow. When I stood back up he was already gone. Bloody hell I needed a drink.

Sirius POV

Kreacher apparated to a small tent that was sitting innocuously on a small hill on the middle of a forest I had never seen before. My wife! She was so close. Emily stood close to me gripping my hand. How she had found out about what Nott did to Hermione I'll never know but she sure had pluck to go after him with only my knife.

Ron's head popped out of the tent and his eyes widened in shock. "Sirius?"

"Hey." I said walking forward, the sword clutched in one hand and Emily's hand in the other.

"How in the-?" He started come out of the tent. His face was paler than usual and he definitely had lost some weight.

"Where's Hermione and Harry?" I asked looking around.

"Sleeping but I have a feeling they'll be okay with you waking them up." I nodded and started forward but stopped when Ron asked. "Whose she?"

"One of the first years I saved with Remus, her names Emily." I said looking down at Emily who was trying to hide herself in my cloak. It was hard to believe she could be so shy and so completely courageous.

"Hi Emily." Ron said kneeling slowly.

"Hi," she said blushing before hiding her face in my cloak.

"I'm Ron Weasley... would you like to play a game of Wizard's Chess?" He asked watching her fidget nervously. Her eyes widened at the word chess and nodded quickly.

"I'm going to -"

"Yeah, okay, mind if I take the sword?" He asked looking at it. I passed it over to him and started towards the tent. This was it. I would get to see my wife for the first time in eight months. It had been almost unbearable at times. I took a deep breath and opened the entrance to the tent and stopped.

Hermione was curled on her side, her face deathly pale. She was the thinnest I had ever seen and her hair was lank and dirty. Her hands were unnaturally boney and claw-like and there were circles under her eyes. What had happened to her?

"Sirius?" I turned and relaxed. It was Harry, but his face was unnaturally pale.

"What's wrong with her?" I finally asked.

"The spell Nott put on her." Harry started then stopped. He closed his eyes and swallowed thickly,

"What about it?" I asked feeling my throat tighten.

Tears pored down his cheeks. "It's killing her."

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