"Well, Harry, I agree with Hermione. You could have told someone before. But, no use in crying over spilt potion. I know about the ring, and I am happy it has been found. Found by you I mean. I fthe Dark side would have found it, the consequneces would be bad. Hermione, let me charm a parchment for notes. You can have them when we're done."

He used his wand and the conjured parchment glowed with a blue eerie light and then stopped.

"Well, let's go back to the time when...

…wizards believed in might equals right, before the very founding of Hogwarts: the ancient times. Magic, back then, was much more intuitive then today - there were no schools, no classes; magic was learned by trial and error, passed down from generation to generation.” Dumbledore then brandished his wand, gently drawing shapes in the air. “Today, a wizard could not imagine life without a wand, but in ancient times, there were no wands.” Dumbledore looked at Harry. “The magic that protected you, that your mother gave you, was from the ancient times.”

“And the ring that Harry has…that’s also from ancient times?” Hermione asked, the excitement at learning a new aspect of the wizarding world clearly shown on her face.

Dumbledore nodded, and then held out his hand to Harry. Understanding what was being asked, Harry held his own hand out, and Dumbledore looked closely at the ring. “Not much is known about the ring, only legends and fables. I myself doubted its very existence until this moment.”

A silence settled upon them as Dumbledore continued to examine the ring. After several minutes, Harry and Hermione traded glances, Hermione motioning with her head for Harry to speak. Harry cleared his throat. “Er, Professor…”

Dumbledore looked up, embarrassed at losing himself in his scrutiny of the ring. “Ah, yes, sorry. Where was I? Oh yes. Ms. Granger is correct…partially. The ring does indeed contain the souls of many powerful wizards and witches, trapped within the ring.”

Harry swallowed. “Trapped?”

Dumbledore nodded. "The ring was created by Bangor.”

Hermione gasped aloud at the name, interrupting Dumbledore. Harry looked between the two in confusion.

“Ah, I see you recognize the name, Ms. Granger,” Dumbledore said, impressed. “Bangor was a very powerful wizard in the ancient times. He used the ring to defeat his enemies by stealing their souls and incarcerating them within the ring, adding to his power.”

Harry looked down at the ring on his finger and suddenly felt the urge to rip it from his hand. “So…it’s evil.”

Dumbledore shook his head. “No Harry. An object, unless having a mind of its own, is neither good nor evil. Godric’s sword was used to kill as well, but you would never say that his sword is evil. Yes, the ring was used for evil, but in your hands, it could be used for good.”

Harry nodded his understanding. “So, how does it work?”

Dumbledore smiled broadly. “My dear boy, it’s already working! Simply wearing it enhances your abilities, making your magic more powerful.” Harry nodded slowly, remembering his earlier experiences with Celeste. “However, the ring does have two other properties which you should beware of.”

“What’s that, Professor?” Hermione asked.

“Well, obviously we have no wish for Mr. Potter to go about the school stealing souls. I do not know how that particular property is invoked, though I suspect you will have to kill someone for it to take effect.”

Harry shivered slightly; the thought of having a bunch of souls swirling around on his finger made him uneasy. “Don’t worry about that Professor.”

Dumbledore gave him a reassuring smile. “I’m not worried Mr. Potter, at least not about that. The second property is less obtrusive, but potentially more harmful. The ring gives you the ability to influence the emotions of others. Bangor used the ring to inspire fear in his enemies, and absolute loyalty in his followers. However, I do not imagine that at your level of magical ability that you can…”

But Harry stopped listening at that point, his eyes riveted to the ring on his finger. Was he already influencing people? Celeste was tamed so easily; but was that simply how the dragon naturally behaved, or was it the ring? And what about Ron and Luna? They seemed to go from acquaintances to so much more so suddenly; was that because Harry wanted them to fall in love with each other? Harry shot a furtive look at Hermione. He remembered how she felt, nestled against him, as they left the Dursleys. He remembered the times they held hands, how they almost kissed. He knew that he was feeling something beyond friendship for his best friend, and had thought that maybe, just maybe, she felt the same way. But was it just the ring?

But Harry stopped listening at that point, his eyes riveted to the ring on his finger. Was he already influencing people? Celeste was tamed so easily; but was that simply how the dragon naturally behaved, or was it the ring? And what about Ron and Luna? They seemed to go from acquaintances to so much more so suddenly; was that because Harry wanted them to fall in love with each other? Harry shot a furtive look at Hermione. He remembered how she felt, nestled against him, as they left the Dursleys. He remembered the times they held hands, how they almost kissed. He knew that he was feeling something beyond friendship for his best friend, and had thought that maybe, just maybe, she felt the same way. But was it just the ring?

Can he be influencing other people's thoughts without intending to.

"Mr. Potter, we'll look into how we can control these powers and we still don't know for certain if you are able to use this abilities," Dumbledore said to him.

Harry smiled meekly a lot of uncertainties and doubts crowded his thoughts. He suddenly felt Hermione's warm hands held his.

'How can she comfort me this way if I'm only influencing her thoughts?' he asked himself. He knew that he had to believe in his friends and that their actions are from their own choices and decisions and not because of his ring.

"You know I've always believed in the saying that eveything happens for a reason and somehow I have a feeling that this ring was given to you for a purpose. Maybe it can help you in defeating Voldemort and ending his evil for good. I mean first the ring then the dragon. Somehow I feel like some powerful force is preparing you for a big battle a head," Hermione said.

Dumbledore smiled at both of them.

"I think Ms. Granger may have a point. It's as if fate is preparing you for something and that we will find out," Dumbledore said...

"I Think Ms. Granger may have a point. It's as if fate is preparing you for something and that we will find out," Dumbledore said...

As Harry and Hermione walked back towards the library for Hermione’s once again forgotten quill, Harry could not rip his eyes from the ring. The green had taken over the ring now, and Harry wondered what it meant.

Hermione fetched her quill and borrowed a few books the size of brick, and walked back towards Harry. He took the books out of her hands, and with Hermione insisting that she should carry them, they walked back towards the Gryffindor tower.

Harry couldn’t stop thinking about the thing fate was preparing for him, and he watched as the red took over the ring again.

“Harry, don’t worry about it,” said Hermione caringly. “I know that nothing bad will happen to you, no matter what the ring represents.”

Harry just kept walking, apparantly not having listened to Hermione very well. He could not stop thinking about it, that he did not notice Ron’s red hair poking out of the dark and unused classroom when they passed. Hermione jogged along, trying to keep up with his pace, and wore a worried expression on his face.

Finally, they reached the Fat Lady’s portrait. Harry muttered the password, and jumped over the ledge. Once he got inside the empty common room, he put the books on top of the table near the fireplace, and slumped on the plush couch.

He sat, gazing into the orange-red flames licking the brick wall of the fireplace. He watched Crookshanks wandering about the Girl’s dormitories. His eye focused on the nearby window, showing Hagrid’s Cabin. But there was light peeking out of his cabin.

Could it be?

His eye focused on the nearby window, showing Hagrid’s Cabin. But there was light peeking out of his cabin.

Could it be?

Harry didn't know the answer to this question, but he was going to find out. He went up to his dormytory and got bot his heavy cloak and his Invisibility Cloak. He went down the stairs and back to the deserted common room.

Hermione had obviously went back up to her dormitory to read one of those bricks, he reasoned.

Harry slipped out of the Common Room and into the deserted hallway. He pulled out his faithful Maradeur's Map and whispered the password, "I solemly swear I'm up to no good."

The map came into view slowly. Harry scanned it for Filch and Professors, but the coast was clear. He pulled the Invisibility Cloak over him and disappeared from sight.

"I solemly swear I'm up to no good."

The map came into view slowly. Harry scanned it for Filch and professors, but the coast was clear. He pulled the Invisibility Cloak over him and disappeared from sight.

The huge castle door hustled heavily as footsteps crossed its path and descended down, towards Hogwards grounds. Harry was walking carefully but swiftly; he knew time was limited, and whoever was in Hagrid's hut now could be no more any minute.

Nearing the light emitting from a tiny window, Harry felt his heart beating suspiciously fast and loud, perhaps because of hope - of defying death and seeing his dear friend once again. He crept near a small window and peeked inside - but was interrupted - by a sudden ache in his forehead!

Harry knelt down in pain, rubbing his head desperately, and, after a few moments, gathered some strength to stand up and continue his investigation. Once again looking inside, he saw...

~~~~

"Ron! Ron, wake up, RON!" Hermione was shaking her friend in an attempt to set him upright in his bed. "RON! Where's Harry?" she questioned harshly.

"I dunno, I er sleeping and...I ere..." he yawned while rubbing his eyes, sitting up.

With a never-before-so-confused gaze, Ron surveyed the surroundings, and, after taking a good look at Harry's usual bed, exclaimed, "Where's HARRY?"

Hermione rolled her eyes and marched out of the room, whispering back to a lost-looking Ron, "Come on, Sherlock," confusing her red-haired friend even more.

"Who's Sherlock?" followed a reply at the Fat Lady's portrait.

"What did he..." Hermione turned back into the common room, staring at the window, and noticing the light in Hagrid's cabin, "Oh no, he didn't!"

"Hermione, we can't go after him, we don't have the cloak," Ron whispered over her shoulder, only to get a frustrated, "I don't care, come on, let's go."

Surprisingly, Hermione and Ron crossed the whole way down to the front door without seeing Filch, or any other interruptions. As the duo neared Hagrid's hut, a startled look overshadowed the already alarmed gaze of the two: Hermione's eyes clearly reflected the green, glowing figure of...the Dark Mark.

"HARRY!!!!!"


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Surprisingly, Hermione and Ron crossed the whole way down to the front door without seeing Filch, or any other interruptions. As the duo neared Hagrid's hut, a startled look overshadowed the already alarmed gaze of the two: Hermione's eyes clearly reflected the green, glowing figure of...the Dark Mark.

"HARRY!!!!!"

Ron and Hermione began running down to the hut as fast as they could, both getting more and more worried as they got closer to the hut without any signs of Harry. Fearing the worst tears were already beginning to stream down Hermione's face.

It didn't take long before they found Professor Grubbly-Plank's body on the ground ouside of the hut. Ron ran over and place two fingers on the side of her neck, after a few seconds he shook his head sadly.

"Come on Hermione, we need to find Harry."

There was a soft rustle in the high weeds, close to the outside wall of Hagrids hut, startling both of them. Wands held at the ready, creeping closer to the source of the noise.

Bright rich blood was trailing into the weeds, then they saw him. Harry laid there, blood dripping from his scar, and several other deep cuts all over his body, a dead rat with a silver paw held in his hand.

The ring was now mysteriously black, and lacked all life.

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The ring now was mysteriously black, and lacked all life.

"HARRY!" screamed Hermione as she ran forward and clutched Harry's wrist. "There's still a pulse, Ron!"

Ron kneeled next to her and whispered to Harry, "Harry can you hear me? It's Ron. Wake up, tell us you're all right wake up!"

Hermione's tears were running faster down her face as she grabebd Harry's shoulders and shook him, saying desperately,

"Harry please wake up, you can't leave us now!We need you! Wake up please!"

Then Harry's body started to shake and Ron and Hermione backed away. His body floated above them and the ring glowed red.

Then a mark appeared on his arm, a gold lion. The glow stopped and Harry opened his eyes and fell to the ground, whimpering slightly.

Hermione ran to him, "Harry are you okay?" He looked up at Hermione, looked at Ron, then at the dead body of Wormtail, "Is he..." Hermione nodded,

"He's dead, Harry." As Hermione saw, Harry was smiling when a tear ran down his face.

He started to get up and he fell over. Hermione turned to Ron, "Help me." Ron and Hermione helped Harry up and they were starting to walk back to the castle when Harry said,

"Wait. I need to hide Wormtail." Hermione nodded, and Harry walked slowly over to Wormtail and pointed his wand at it and turned it into a bone and threw it into the forest.

Harry went back over to Ron and Hermione and whispered to them, "Thanks for coming to my rescue."

"No problem, mate." said Ron. Hermione held Harry's hand and said, "We're going to take you to Hospital Wing."

Harry nodded as they entered the castle, but they didn't know there was somebody watching them, smiling. "The last heir returns."

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Harry went back over to Ron and Hermione and whispered to them, "Thanks for coming to my rescue." "No problem, mate." said Ron. Hermione held Harry's hand and said, "We're going to take you to Hospital Wing." Harry nodded as they entered the castle, but they didn't know there was somebody watching them, smiling. "The last heir returns."

"This isn't over yet Potter. I will get that ring no matter what the cost," a dark figure hidden behind the bushes said. His evil menacing eyes following the trio. Then the moved into the dark forest.

"Do you feel like we're being watched mate?" Ron said all of a sudden. They were already half way the grounds and were almost near the castles steps.

Hermione and Ron were still helping Harry.

"I feel like someone was watching us back there. It was weird. What if Wormtail is still alive," Ron said.

Both Harry and Hermione looked at him.

"Wormtail's dead that's for sure but there was someone out there watching us," Harry muttered.

"Then why didn't he attack us?" Hermione asked.

"If there is one thing I have learned about the Dark Lord he doesn't like things done the easy way," Harry said.

"So it was him," Ron said matter-of-factly.

"Let's get inside then. We shouldn't be staying here any longer. And Harry you're badly hurt we should get you to the hospital wing," Hermione said and the trio hurriedly went inside.

Harry felt his scar hurting for a little while then it subsided after they reached the entrance hall.

Suprisingly three unexpected people were there waiting for them.....

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Suprisingly three unexpected people were there waiting for them.....

Dumbledore, Moody, and Lupin were standing at the bottom of the sweeping marble staircase, obviously expecting them.

"What're you doing here?" Harry asked stunned

"Waiting for you," Lupin answered

"You knew?" Ron asked, anger flashing in his eyes.

"Yes."

"And you didn't do anything?!"

"We could not Mr. Weasley."

"Why not?!"

"It's part of his life," Moody said roughly

"What is? Nearly dying while you lot are sitting in the castle nice and warm!? Why the hell didn't you help him?! You could've I know you could, you just couldn't be bothered! Call yourself Order members?! You're nothing more than-"

"Ron, calm down," Harry whispered "They couldn't have helped me even if they were there."

"WHY NOT?!?!" Ron yelled "What am I missing?!"

"Please Mr. Weasley, this is not the place to be discussing this," Dumbledore said.

"Come to my office."

"Harry needs to go to the hospital wing sir," Hermione said stiffly walking with Harry again, she seemed to be feeling the same anger that Ron was.

"We'll come with you then," Lupin said following them.

"OK," Hermione said not really wanting the three men there.

*~*~*~*

10 Minutes later Harry was sitting on a bed in the Hospital Wing, being prodded and poked by Madame Pomfery.

"Well, I think apart from a few cuts and briuses, and that mark on your arm, you're going to be fine."

Hermione let out a long sigh of relief as Harry was aloud to lie back onto the large cusions, behind him.

Madame Pomfery, knowing that Dumbledore and the other adults in the room needed to talk to Harry in privite, left the room and shut the door with a 'snap' behind her.

"Now Mr Potter," Dumbledore started, "Could you tell us exatly what happened when you left the castle earlier this evening?"

Moody and Lupin sat forward in their chairs, interested in what he had to say, while Ron and Hermione looked ready to kill Dumbledore.

Harry however nodded and launched into a lengthy explination.

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"Now Mr Potter," Dumbledore started, "Could you tell us exactly what happened when you left the castle earlier this evening?"
Moody and Lupin sat forward in their chairs, interested in what he had to say, while Ron and Hermione looked ready to kill Dumbledore.
Harry however nodded and launched into a lengthy explanation.

Harry looked sadly at Ron and Hermione, and spoke softly, "I guess its time I told you guys this, before you do anything foolish. You already know that a prophecy was made about me, and you were led to believe that it was destroyed during the battle in the Department of Mysteries. The record of the prophecy was destroyed without anyone hearing what it said, however Dumbledore heard the prophecy first hand and told me what it said. But before I tell you what the prophecy said I'll tell you what happened tonight so that you can understand it better."

Ron and Hermione seemed to be in a state of mild shock, and only nodded that they understood. Dumbledore's eyes seemed to twinkle more, Harry was only slightly irritated by this.

"It all started when I saw a light coming from Hagrids hut, I still held some foolish hope that he may still have been alive, even though I was there when fudge killed him. I ran down to his hut and looked into the window.

"Grubbly-Plank was inside the hut being threatened by Voldemort, Wormtail, and some other idiot death eater that I didn't recognize. Grubbly-plank was crying while Wormtail held her wand, when she saw me in the window a look of hope crossed her face. After that look it was almost immediate chaos, Voldemort sent the killing curse though the window at me, almost hitting me before I had a chance to duck out of the way.

"Seeing her chance Grubbly-Plank kicked Wormtail between the legs; hard. She grabbed her wand and ran out slamming the door behind her blocking another curse. The other Death Eater ran out, and was followed by Wormtail. I began dueling with Wormtail, sending reductor curses at him only to have them blocked by this silver hand.

"Grubbly-Plank was doing well against the other Death Eater, he must have been a new recruit. After Wormtail kept blocking all my curses I tried to cut off his hand with 'Diffindo.'

"It didn't work how I expected it to, Wormtail blocked most of it with his hand, but some of it slipped past and caught him in the neck. It had to have cut a vein or something, because he transformed and ran off. I was about to go after him when I heard Voldemort yell Avada Kedavra, and felt a hand fall against my leg.

"It was hers...she took the killing curse for me. She stopped the other Death
Eater and was on her way to help me when she saw Voldemort trying to curse me. She flung herself into the path of the curse and stopped it." Harry's eyes began to blur, but not a tear was shed.

"I was just so angry everything seemed to stop, someone else had died because of me." It looked like several of the listeners were about to say something, but Harry never gave them the chance to voice their opinions in the matter.

"We began to duel, the Priori Incantatem spell effect took place every time. And every time, when it looked like I was winning he would quit the connection. We just kept at it, I'm not sure how long, but in the time we were dueling, I kept getting closer, the pain in my scar would increase, and my anger rose. It got to the point to where we were so close, I was in so much pain, that my anger had reached its peak. I broke the connection, Voldemort began to yell out the killing curse again when I punched him."

There was complete silence in the room. Before, Harry could at least hear them breathing, and Hermione's heartbeat. Now it was perfect silence.

"Being so angry, I must have performed some accidental magic, because both of us were flung back. I landed in some weeds were I found wormtail barely moving. I squeezed the last bit of life out of him before I passed out. At the time my body felt pretty mangled and i didn't have anything left. I still don't feel so well."

As soon as Harry finished, Fawkes burst into the room and landed on Harry's leg. "Hey Fawkes."

Fawkes let out a beautiful warble, and nuzzled Harry's cheek lightly letting a few pearl white tears fall into Harry's parted mouth. Harry's cuts and bruises began healing immediately. "Thanks Fawkes. You didn't have to though." The bird just let out another beautiful warble, and went to sit with Hermione.

"And now for the hard part, the prophecy, it went; 'The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches. Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies. And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not. And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives.' Do you understand what this means?"

Hermione jut began to sob silently, while Ron tried to grasp the full concept. "The prophecy is about you, so l guess the you-know-who marked you with your scar. But what power do you have that you-know-who doesn't?"

"That's the million galleon question. If i knew what it was don't you think I would have used it against him already?"

Moody and Lupin were both surprisingly quiet.

"Yeah I reckon you would. But what does the last part mean?"

"He has to murder me or I have to murder him. So if I win I get to be a murderer." Harry was somber, and depressed.

Hermione spoke up, "Harry this may be a bad time but do you remember what happened to Quirrel? You burned him to ashes. People dont survive that. And you just said that you squeezed the last bit of life out of Wormtail."

Harry's eyes opened wide at the realization and let out a strangled choke.

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Hermione spoke up, "Harry this may be a bad time but do you remember what happened to Quirrel? You burned him to ashes. People dont survive that. And you just said that you squeezed the last bit of life out of Wormtail."

Harry's eyes opened wide at the realization and let out a strangled choke.

You are a fool, Harry. You are a murderer and you didn’t know it.

“Well, that settles it, boy. When do we start training?” barked Moody.

“Now, Mad-Eye, we have to-“ started Lupin, but he was interrupted by Dumbledore.

“Yes, yes, I agree, Alastor,” said Dumbledore, who had been quiet throughout Harry’s explanation. “I have tried to leave the training for later, but it seems that I have been an old fool again. The sooner the better.”

Harry was stunned. All the words were echoing in his mind. Training, training, training… burned him, burned him, burned him…

“Mate, are you all right?” asked Ron. “You look a bit pale.”

Harry did not take in a thing Ron had said. He was still trying to calm himself down, and restrain himself from bursting out of the Hospital Wing.

“Harry,” spoke Dumbledore. “Although you may not want to, you must start training immediately. You’ll have sessions with Remus and Alastor every Monday and Wednesday in the Room of Requirement, and these sessions are secret, like your Occulumency lesions with Professor Snape.”

“Professor Dumbledore!” burst out Hermione. “He’s not ready yet! He needs time!”

“I’ll have to agree with Hermione on this one, Albus,” said Lupin.

“Yes, yes, I have considered that. However, we must not lose any more time, or we may lose some more people like Hagrid and Wilhelmnia.”

There were minutes of silence, which seemed like years to Harry. Slowly, gathering strength, he opened his mouth, and muttered some words. “I’ll have to do it. I don’t want any more people dieing for me. I must either kill Vol-“ Ron jumped at the sound of the name. “-demort, or die trying, at least dying for those people I love.”

“Harry, are you sure this is a wise decision?” asked Hermione, worriedly. “I mean, I know Professor Dumbledore could let you think over it for a few days.”

“Yes, I am sure. This is a decision I have to make,” said Harry. “I mustn’t let people die for me; I must die for them instead.”

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Everyone around him nodded slowly. They understood, and they wouldn't try to stop him, because they understood it was impossible, so they would help him along the way.

Harry felt definitely better now, thanks to Madam Pomfrey's pultices and Fawkes' tears. He tried to stand up, but Hermione and Ron kept him down, with disapproving looks on their faces.

Harry had an idea for the night. He waned it to be like old times, when the three of them were very very good best friends. He spoke to the three men,

"Please, Professors, would you permit Ron and Hermione to keep me company this evening here in the Hospital Wing?"

Dumbledore twinkled and nodded his approval, and without a word he gestured for the other two men to follow him out.

As the door shut behind them, Harry smiled. He was happy Dumbledore had approved. They would have a good friendship night.

His best friends took chairs and sat on them one on each side of the bed.

"So, what do you want to do?" Ron asked.

Harry thought for a moment. he closed his eyes thinking of that thing, and the soft pop he heard made him smile. He opened his eyes and there was Dobby the house-elf, with a big tray and meny many of Hermione's hats on his head. He lowered the tray to the floor and said with his squeaky voice,

"Harry Potter, sir, here is the stuff you asked for. Dobby is proud he can help."

"Thanks Dobby."

The tiny elf bowed and then disappeared with another soft pop.

Ron picked up the tray and settled it on Harry's bed. On it was a BIG pumpkin pie, a plate of sandwhiches, a jug of Pumkin Juice and a chessboard and a set. Ron looked at the chess board in wonder, making Harry and Hermione laugh. Then, Hermione turned serious once more, saying,

"Honestly, harry, you shouldn't 'use' the house elves. But I do know Dobby is free, and he is so, thanks to you."

Harry just stared at her with his eyebrows raised and she shut up, immediately.

Harry took out his wand, whispered Inciso and his wand turned into a pair of scissors, that Harry used to cut the Pie.


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Harry took out his wand, whispered Inciso and his wand turned into a pair of scissors, that Harry used to cut the Pie.

Harry grimaced as a flash of pain swept over him from his scar. "Heh, Voldie is a little pissed off right now. he just found out that i broke his jaw. who knew he had a glass jaw?"


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Harry grimaced as a flash of pain swept over him from his scar. "Heh, Voldie is a little pissed off right now. he just found out that i broke his jaw. who knew he had a glass jaw?"

Hermione smiled at him and held his hand, "Are you alright now?" Harry nodded and smiled evilly as he flipped a piece of pumpkin pie in Hermione's face. Ron laughed at her, Hermione looked from Ron to Harry, who were still laughing. "Oh you think that's funny, do you?" She used her fork and hit Ron and Harry with a piece of pie.

Harry looked at her mock-angry like and said, "Hey that's not for a lady to do!" She smiled evilly, "I'm no lady, I'm a hard-core tomboy, don't ever call me a lady again, or I'll shoot more pie at you." Ron grinned at the the two of them. Harry noticed, "Why are you grinning, Ron?"

He shook his head, still grinning, "Nothing, Harry, nothing at all."


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He shook his head, still grinning, "Nothing, Harry, nothing at all."


"Uhhhh....OK." Harry answered still unsure to what Ron was so amused at.
Hermione on the other hand, seemed to know exactly what he was grinning at as she turned a very bright shade of magenta.
Harry could litterally feel the heat radiating off her.
"Chill Mione, I won't tell him....yet." Ron said smiling even more
"Tell who what?" Harry asked still in the dark about the conversation.
"Nothing." Hermione answered quickly.
"I've got to go." She said jumping up from her seat and walking out of the hall as fast as she could with out running
"Whats wrong with her?" Harry asked staring after Hermione.
"Dunno." Ron lied, infact, he knew exactly what was wrong with her



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"Whats wrong with her?" Harry asked staring after Hermione.
"Dunno." Ron lied, infact, he knew exactly what was wrong with her.

Harry just looked at Ron and new he was lieing, he new him for 6 years of coruse is new when his best friend was lieing. Harry started wondering what they new that didnt. Was it some that was happening to Hermione? was it something that he should know?
"Ron, i know you lieing cuz 1 your a really bad lier and 2 im your best friend and i know when you lieing. Is there something wrong with her that's bad enought for you to lie to me?"
" Well its just that, she umm--"
" Well, well well look who we have here--"
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" Well its just that, she umm--"
" Well, well well look who we have here--"

~*~

Draco Malfoy and his cronies found his way to where Ron and Harry were.

Ron had never been so relieved to see Malfoy but he could never tell Harry Hermione's little secret.

"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry snapped.

"I see Potter's been very touchy lately," sniggered the blond Slytherin.

"I think you should mind your own problems Malfoy," Ron said.

"Or what?" Draco said defiantly.

"Or you'll be on your way to the hospital wing with stars going around in circles over your head," Harry threatened him.

Crabbe and Goyle were now moving forward.

"What can't fight your own battles Malfoy. Have to put your two trolls up front for you," Ron commented.


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"What can't fight your own battles Malfoy. Have to put your two trolls up front for you," Ron commented.

Crabbe and Goyle kept coming toward them, Harry popped his neck, they stopped.

"I'm sure you remember what i did to you last time you made me angry, now get out or do you need a repeat performance?"

Ron chuckled and grinned at how Harry was intimidating the two hulking fools."You know Harry i think they may need a repeat performance."

"Crabbe, Goyle dont be stupid. he got the jump on us last time, this time we know better." Malfoy spat at them.

Harry grinned, "I got the jump on you last time eh?" Harry lept forward and shouted jump, Harry didn't have enough time to land a punch before both of the two goons had run out the door.

"Malfoy you know you dont stand a chance against me alone, in a fight or in a duel. get out before i add a third name to the list of death eaters i've killed."

Malfoy stalked off silently, and alone.


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Malfoy stalked off silently, and alone.

"Potter! Weasley!" A familiar voice screeched. "What on Earth are you two up to?" Harry turned to see Moody, formerly Professor Moody, striding towards him and Ron with an anxious expression on his face. Lupin hurried closely behind him. Harry was startled to see them; according to his last meeting with them, he wouldn't start training for another three days. He glanced at Ron's face to see that Ron was as confused as he was.

"There's been an-an emergency. We must go to Dumbledore right away," Moody hissed. Lupin nodded with a tight look on his face, and with that they led Harry and Ron to Dumbledore's office.


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There's been an-an emergency. We must go to Dumbledore right away," Moody hissed. Lupin nodded with a tight look on his face, and with that they led Harry and Ron to Dumbledore's office.

As Harry was walking with Ron, Moody, and Lupin a lot of thoughts where coming into his mind. He was thinking about what could have happened, was it Voldemort? Did he attack anyone? Was it the Weasley? Were they hurt, or worse died? What else could it be?

5 minutes later they where all in Dumbledore's office sitting in chairs around his desk. Finally he joined them and sat infront of them. Harry couldent stand it anymore so he began to talk.
" Professor what happened, is anyone hurt, was it Voldermo--"
" Come down Mr. Potter, right now we dont know if it was Voldermort or not." Dombledore cut in. "Its about Hermione, shes missing, the last place anyone say her was the --"

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Calm down Mr. Potter, right now we dont know if it was Voldermort or not." Dumbledore cut in. "Its about Hermione, shes missing, the last place anyone saw her was the --"


"Grounds near the Forbbidden forest."

"And why didn't any one stop her." Harry was beginning to get angry again, he couldn't keep it out of his voice or his eyes. If he didn't control it he'd begin to cause accidental magic all over the place, but no matter how much he tried to push the anger down and concentrate on how to find Hermione, his anger would only flare up again exponentially stronger at the people around him who were doing nothing to find her.

Every one around Harry was startled when his scar lit up a brilliant white, then the ring did the same even brighter. It was when the arcs of magical energy came from his body leaving deep gouges in the hard stone floor and walls, and shattered most of Dumbledores little toys, that they dived for cover.

Harry then had perfect clearity of mind as he lept onto Dumbledore's desk and jumped through the stained glass window, his robes billowing around him as he executed a perfect swan dive.


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******

Hermione walked as fast as her legs could carry her out of the hospital wing. She wanted, no, needed, to be alone. If she went back to the Griffyndor common room, she knew everyone there would be wondering what was up with her. She certainly didn't need to have Lavender and Parvati's teasing giggles about her feelings for Harry echoing in her ears. [/I]Honestly[/I], she thought, can't they see that what I feel for Harry is growing into so much more than a teen crush?
Hoping for some fresh air, she dashed outside and across the chilly grounds, finally stopping at the edge of the forest. She sat, wrapping her arms around her knees for warmth, and stared pensively at the turrents spearing up into the gathering dusk. She sighed. Harry, bless him, was maddeningly daft when it came to matters of the heart. "Oh, all right," she admitted to no one in particular. "So I can't really blame him, as I'm still confused about my feelings for one Harry J. Potter. Maybe if I hit him over the head with one of my Arithmancy books, he might--"

She was jolted out of her thoughts by the sound of a twig snapping behind her, just beyond the line of trees. An eerie feeling of being watched crept over her, and she felt cold fingers of fear tickle the back of her neck.

"W-who's there?" she quavered. She hadn't realised how late it had gotten, and now she gathered her cloak more tightly around her and pulled out her wand. She whirled around, and the scream died on her lips as she recognized her assailant. "YOU..." she rasped. Before she could take aim with her wand, the attacker had seized her and magically bound her to him, clamping a hand tight over her mouth.

"Indeed, Ms. Granger. Now, I suggest that if you don't wish to see your friends harmed, you will cooperate. You see, I have been ordered to capture you as bait for Harry Potter."

*********

As Harry fell he cried out, "CELEST."

The great Dragon swept down on its wings, a soft growling purr a sign that it was happy to be called by its master and friend. Easily flying faster than Harry could fall, and having Harry land softly straddling her neck.

"Come on Celest, we have to find Hermione."

They steered over towards the forest.

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Harry was flying the forest when he heard a scream, he recognized it, Hermione! thought Harry. He told Celest, "Let's go! Down to the forest!" Celest followed his command and flew.

Meanwhile...

Hermione was still squirming from the her kidnapper, "Don't push it girl!" She got pushed against a tree, gagged, and tied up. Her kidnapper put it's hood down,it's Bellatrix! screamed in Hermione's head. Then they heard a, "Hermione!" Bellatrix smiled evilly and said to Hermione, "I'm going to talk to your little boyfriend and see how he likes pain." Hermione screamed in the gag. She had to save Harry.

******

Harry looked around, "Hermione!" He called, but she was nowhere. Harry started to get really scared, then he heard leaves rustling, "Hermione?" Harry said quietly. "No,wrong answer, ittle baby Potter." Harry felt his anger rising, "Bellatrix."


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Harry looked around, "Hermione!" He called, but she was nowhere. Harry started to get really scared, then he heard leaves rustling, "Hermione?" Harry said quietly. "No,wrong answer, ittle baby Potter." Harry felt his anger rising, "Bellatrix."

"Lestange, where is Hermione?" Harry's voice was commanding and filled with barely controlled rage.

"You are in no position to command anyone child, and after I kill you it wont matter were the mudblood is because she will join you soon enough."

More magical energy began to arc over Harry's body, looking all the more impressive in the darkness of the forbidden forest. "You know i'm really getting tired of people calling her that, plus Voldemort and his worthless death eaters have been trying to kill me for for a long time, and they haven't succeeded yet. So if you value your life, get out out of my way or you'll have another dose of my righteous anger. And compared to right now, last time we met i was in a good mood."

"Threats from a child cant scare me potter."

"we'll see." Harry pulled out his wand yelling reducto.

Bellatrix merely dodged the spell, "No longer using the disarming charm,whats the matter child?"

"I've gotten tired of having so many barriers in my life, so i'm getting rid of them." Harry spoke coolly.

Obviously not having the effect she wanted, Bellatrix began duelling throwing random curses at Harry while he did the same, both dodging the others attacks.

"When i'm finished here, i'm going to enjoy torturing that mudblood before i kill her. She will regret ever knowing you."

"And when i finish with you, you won't live long enough to regret any thing." If it was possible to roar while speaking harry came as close as humanly possible if he did not succeed. The arcs of energy began to gouge out the ground as Harry's anger rose to new heights.

Bellatrix took this time to slash down with her wand, and a familiar crescent shaped spell flew toward harry cutting through his robes and slamming into him, leaving a single long scratch across his chest.

"If thats the best you got, you are so screwed. Its time to die bella." forgetting his wand Harry shot forward toward Bellatrix his right hand closed into a fist and cocked far back behind him.

Bellatrix only had enough time to cry out avada before Harry punched her with such magically increased strength that she rocketed back into a tree with a sickening and meaty thump. sliding to the ground leaving a blood smear on the tree, and a forming pool of blood around her broken body.

Harry walked over and checked for a pulse, there was none. that was the third death eater that he had killed but there wasn't time to reflect on this, he still had to find Hermione.

It only took a moment for Harry to find her tied up near by and realize that she had seen the whole thing.


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It only took a moment for Harry to find her tied up near by and realize that she had seen the whole thing.

Harry ran forward and took the gag out of her mouth and first time in his life, he saw that she was scared of him. "Harry?" asked Hermione nervously, "What just happened?" "Not now Hermione we got to get you out of here." He untied the ropes, Hermione looked at the mark on his arm, it was glowing gold. Harry stood her up and she said,

"Harry, I don't know what to say, I mean you just killed another Death Eater, you're a different person and that's scaring me." Harry looked shocked,

"Bellatrix killed Sirius, what was I supposed to do, she was about to kill you! I didn't want you dead, I care about you too much." He hugged her and she kept looking at the mark on his arm, the lion roared softly and the light died out.

They walked back over to Celest and she bowed at him, "Hello Celest, take us to Hogwarts." She nodded as Harry and Hermione got on Celest. "Harry, I'm sorry for being afraid of you, I shouldn't be." He smiled weakly at her, he felt his body growing cold and weak. He could barely move.

When they landed, Harry got off first and without warning, he fell into blackness.


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When they landed, Harry got off first and without warning, he fell into blackness.

He awoke to the sound of frightened whispers surronding him.
"I don't know proffesser, he got off Celest, and then just collapsed." He could recognise Hermione's voice anywhere.
"What happened in the forest?" He recognised Dumbledores voice, it sounded strangely choked.
"I've already told you sir, I was taken there by Bellatrix (sp?) and Harry came and saved me."
Harry noticed she left out the part where he killed the death eater...she seemed uncomfortable about the subject, he could tell that without even opening his eyes.
"When will he wake up?" Ron asked. Obviously concerned about him.
"I don't know exactly. Could be a few hours, could be a few months"
"What??" Hermione sounded agitated. "Can't you wake him up?"
"No, I'm affraid not Miss Granger. If he is to wake, he will wake on his own."
Harry could hear a stifiled cry to his immediate left.
"What do you mean if he is to wake? He will wake up won't he?" Ron asked.
"I'm sure he will, yes, but it may not be for some time."


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I'm sure he will, yes, but it may not be for some time."

Harry felt somebody touch his hand and he knew it was Hermione's. "Is there anything we can do, professor?" asked Ron. "No all you can do is wait." Harry heard Ron sigh and sat next to Hermione, who had tears in her eyes,

"This is all my fault, if I wasn't so stupid to go to the Forbidden Forest on my own, Harry wouldn't be like this!" "Hermione, Harry wanted to save you, your his best friend, and he loves you." Hermione's eyes wided,

"Di...did he...say something about me to you?" Ron shook his head, "He really loves you, I don't know more as a friend or just a friend, but he loves you." Hermione held Harry's hand and laid her head on it and cried. Harry wanted to open his eyes and hold her her, but he was too weak to move. "I'll tell Luna, Ginny, and Neville, they're waiting outside." Hermione nodded still not moving her head from his hand.

After Ron left, Harry felt Hermione's breath on his face as she kissed him on the cheek. "Harry, I'm sorry. I'm just a stupid girl! I should've known you'd come after me and now you're probably never going to wake up! I'm just so sorry Harry!" She put her head on his shoulder and cried on it.

Harry had never felt so bad as he did now, he felt like it was his fault Hermione was in this state.

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Harry had never felt so bad as he did now, he felt like it was his fault Hermione was in this state.

He tried to move his other hand. He was still weak but he managed to place his other hand over Hermione's hair.

She must have felt his movement and looked at him. "Are you all right?" she said urgently. "Please Harry move your hand again if you can hear me?" she pleaded.

Harry wanted to open his eyes and tell her to stop crying, and that he's all right.

He moved his hand on top of hers.

"Thank goodness Harry," she cried. "Professor!" she called out to them. "We'll get you to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey will make you feel as good as new," she whispered to him.

Hermione squeezed his hand lightly.

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Hermione squeezed his hand lightly.
Harry smiled a little bit, and squeezed Hermione's hand a little harder. Right before Hermione could say other word, Harry fainted. "I'm glad you're okay, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if you weren't." Dumbledore came back over to them and said to Hermione, "Has he opened his eyes?" She shook her head and Dumbledore sighed,

"I guess will have to use the Receptor Shock (don't look confused, I'll explain)." Hermione's eyes wided, "No! That will hurt him!" Ron must've heard Hermione because he ran in with Luna, Ginny, and Neville and said to her, "What's wrong?" Hermione turned to him, "Professor Dumbledore wants to use the Receptor Shock on Harry!" Ron looked scared as he said to Dumbledore,

"Is it the only way to wake him up?" Dumbledore nodded, "The Recepter shock will make him live through memories of his past, I think that once this is complete, he will wake up." Dumbledore put his wand on Harry's forehead and whispered, "Xerox Kilper esse."

Hermione saw Harry's scar start to burn white and like a movie screen, memories starting to play, from when he was little boy to Hagrid's Death. Then Harry's body started to shake and his right hand, that still had his wand in it, casted a red and gold glow with the shape of a lion and it went through Harry's body and he opened his eyes, which were gold with cat slits.

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Hermione saw Harry's scar start to burn white and like a movie screen, memories starting to play, from when he was little boy to Hagrid's Death. Then Harry's body started to shake and his right hand, that still had his wand in it, casted a red and gold glow with the shape of a lion and it went through Harry's body and he opened his eyes, which were gold with cat slits.

Harry seated on his bed, a trance look in his eyes, and remained in this way for some minutes; Hermione and Ron seemed very concerned, but Dumbledore was still calm, even if he was sorry for having had to do this to Harry...

Suddenly, Harry stood up, went to the window, staggering, and looked to the Forest, as he was lost in thoughts; Hermione went toward him, and called him:

"Harry...are you ok?" but he didn't answer, so she tried another time, while leaning an hand on his shoulder:

"Harry...please answer me...are you ok?"

Harry turned, and nodded feebly; then he hugged her, and some tears started to flow from his eyes...


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Harry turned, and nodded feebly; then he hugged her, and some tears started to flow from his eyes...

Hermione said to everybody behind her, "Can we have some privacy, please?" Ron nodded and shooed Luna, Neville, and Ginny out of the room and Dumbledore smiled briefly before he left.

After they left, Harry and Hermione sat back on the bed, Harry still holding her tight and he whispered, "Thank you Hermione. You don't know how much you really mean to me, I'm sorry that I scared you when I killed Bellatrix, I'm sorry that I dragged you into my whole mess, I'm so sorry..." Harry stopped there and he started to cry again. Hermione made him look her in the eye and said,

"Harry, there's nothing to be sorry about, I chose to be with you and your mess," She held his hand, "You did nothing wrong, I mean, sure you killed three Death Eaters in one year, but you still have me, and if anybody deserted you, I'll be right here beside you, through thick or thin. I'll stand beside you when the final battle begins, I'm not afraid of what will happen, cause I know you'll beat Voldemort and live a happy life. Voldemort doesn't have one thing you have." Harry looked at her confused, "What?" Hermione smiled,

"Friends who love you, family, well even if they do pick on you, they love you, deep down, they do, and you have...me." Harry's eyes shadowed the gold glow again, "You?" Hermione glowed bronze, "Yeah, Harry I..." They were interrupted by a shout, "I can't believe you Ginny!!!!" Harry sighed, "Ron, let's go see what's going on." Hermione looked disappointed,

"Yeah, let's go."


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Harry and Hermione got off the bed and walked the length of the Infirmery at a quick pace. Harry, with the little strength he had left, pushed open the doors, and what met their eyes was quite a sight.

Ron and Ginny were facing each other, Ginny was perfectly calm, looking bored at her brother's words, while Ron was red in the face, anger etched all over his face.

Harry heard, which he shouldn't have with a normal hearing, Madam Pomfrey coming from behind them and pulling him by the arm. She held a cup up to Harry's lips and said shortly, "Drink this and then you can go."

Harry did as he was told and quickly felt a feeling of absolute calmness wash over him, and he felt his powers come back quickly. Madam Pomfrey quickly ran into her office holding the cup, dismissing him.

Harry turned to face the others again. He noticed the absence of Dumbledore and inquired.

"He left after we were thrown out," Neville said smirking at Hermione, "because he knew you would be fine soon."

Harry nodded. It made sense. The Headmaster was really busy of late, and didn't have time to waste at the Hospital Wing.

Harry then remembered what had 'interrupted' him and Hermione before. he looked from Ron to Ginny, raising his eyebrows, saying,

"What's happening with you two now?"

Ron turned angry eyes on Harry, stating angrily, while Luna approached him to calm him down,

"Well, Harry, did you know Ginny is dating Draco Malfoy?"


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Well, Harry, did you know Ginny is dating Draco Malfoy?"

"No i didn't. i thought that i had messed his face up to much from when i punched him for any one to be interested in him. but honestly i don't care, if Malfoy steps out of line... well, the list of Death eaters that i've defeated will only get longer." Harry spoke with an unerring calmness despite the anger that was beginning to rise in him, after all it was Ginny's decision to make, it may not have been a good decision but maybe she saw something that he didn't...Nope that wasn't likely to happen, Malfoy was just that Bad faith, and nothing good could come of this.

Ron was getting slightly more red in the face, "What do you mean you don't care?"

"Just that, it doesn't involve me its Ginny's decision. Personally i think its the wrong one, but i'll give him a chance as long as Ginny says so."

Ginny was looking Happier at the thought that Harry would give Draco a chance despite his concerns that it was a mistake.

Hermione also seemed willing to give Draco a chance. And Ron was still grumbling about it.

Harrys mind was slightly preoccupiedas he thought, "If the order simply wants a weapon to use against Voldemort they have one, but they'll have to deal with the consequences of their choice and their actions, just as Ginny would have to deal with hers."


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Harrys mind was slightly preoccupiedas he thought, "If the order simply wants a weapon to use against Voldemort they have one, but they'll have to deal with the consequences of their choice and their actions, just as Ginny would have to deal with hers."

"Thanks Harry," Ginny went up to him and clapped his back.

"Don't thank me. I didn't say it's okay with me; I only said it's your choice whether I agree with you or not. And do tell Malfoy that just because you two are a couple it doesn't mean I won't be watching him. He actually gave me and the others more reason to watch his every move," Harry clarified.

Ron was in a far more better mood. Ginny's expression turned back to a pout. Neville seemed to be the most peeved among all them present.

"Would you want to go back to the common room?" Hermione asked Harry.

"I think we should. Ron are you coming with us?" Harry asked, as he and Hermione made their way to the corridors.

"I'll deal with you later Ginny. Wait till the rest of the family hears about this," Ron said, as he followed behind Harry and Hermione. Neville also followed behind. Ginny was left with just Luna by her side.

"Don't you think we're being a bit harsh?" Hermione asked Harry and Ron.

"It's her choice and it has consequences. She chose Malfoy and lets just hope she's right with trusting him because I surely don't like him and it would be a lie if i tell you that i trust him," Harry replied.

"Come on Hermione, he's the enemy and i can't believe my sister is dating that git!Don't you remember how he's been treating you?" Ron retorted....



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"Come on Hermione, he's the enemy and i can't believe my sister is dating that git!Don't you remember how he's been treating you?" Ron retorted.

"Of course I do, but I'm not dating him. Ginny is, and it's her decision. We can't say what she does and doesn't do. She's going to date the wrong guys, all girls do, but if she knows that you disaprove of her relationship, then she's going to be even more determined to stay with him. Even though you don't approve, you can atleast try to be supportive in her decision."
"Hermione. We're never going to support her, but you're right. If she knows how much we disaprove, it's just going to drive her further into his arms." Harry said nodding while Ron was still angry, but was coming round to the idea of 'supporting' his sister.
Neville however was still beind the trio, looking ready to kill. He was absent from the conversation, but was still taking it in and what Hermione said made no sense to him:
Why did they have to 'support' Ginny dating the son and probable future Death Eater?
Surely they could see that if Ginny was with Malfoy, Ginny was going to turn to the dark-side too?

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Why did they have to 'support' Ginny dating the son and probable future Death Eater?
Surely they could see that if Ginny was with Malfoy, Ginny was going to turn to the dark-side too?


They entered the common room, and seated on the couchs; Harry was still frowning, but not for the Ginny's affair...he had something more important to think...

However, Ron brought him out of his thoughts, proposing a Wizrd Chess game...Harry nodded lazily..

"Maybe I can get distracted from this continuous worry..." he thought

Hermione, in the meanwhile, was looking at him, and she was sure he wasn't in his normal mood...something or someone worried him...and deeply too...


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Hermione, in the meanwhile, was looking at him, and she was sure he wasn't in his normal mood...somehting or someone worried him...and deeply,too...

Hermione continued to look at Harry throughout the entire Chess game. So it wasn't very long, for the game ended about 10 minutes later, with Ron winning. She was concerned about Harry. The way he was acting, speaking... She wanted to get him alone, talk to him, find out what was wrong. When the game ended, Ron yawned and announced he was going upstairs. Great, now I'll be able to talk to him, Hermione thought. But it didn't seem like Harry wanted to talk to her.

"Oh Ron, I'm coming up too," Harry said, not looking at Hermione.

Hermione opened her mouth to protest, but Harry cut her off.

"'Night Hermione. I'll see you tomorrow," he said quickly.

"Yea, 'night Hermione," Ron said, yawning.

They walked upstairs, leaving a confused Hermione behind.


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They walked upstairs, leaving a confused Hermione behind.

Harry climbed into bed, his arm still painfully sore from the battle with Bellatrix. He saw the lion scar on his arm still glowing and he touched it. It was ice cold. He took off his glasses and closed his eyes and started to dream:

Harry stood in a dark room with skeletons and blood, he saw he had his wand and he heard the high voice in his ear, " It's over Potter, you're going to die no matter what. I know of the prophecy and you'll never be stronger than me, never." Harry fell on his knees as the pain on his scar burned terribly,

"You're never going to win Tom, I will beat you if it's the last thing I do!" screamed Harry as tears started to pour from his eyes as voices of everybody who died in the hands of him spoke to him. His mother went up to him and said,

"You can do it, I know you can."

James nodded behind his wife as they disappeared, Sirius was the last spirit there and he said,

"Don't give up hope Harry, just believe in yourself, you can defeat him or die trying, good luck." Then the room disappeared and Harry was landed in the common room and Hermione was laying on her favorite chair, tears flowing from her eyes.

Harry picked it up and it said her parents died tonight. Harry ripped it up and fell on his knees again, blaming himself for everything.

Harry sat up in his bed, sweating. Then he heard a cry from in the common room and he knew it was Hermione's cry.


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Harry sat up in his bed, sweating. Then he heard a cry from in the common room and he knew it was Hermione's cry.

He took some moments to recover from the pain, the he stood up, and went down to her, wondering how the others in the dorm could not hear her or worry for her...he descended the stairs, and saw her, cuddled in a couch, near the fire...

Seeing her crying always broke his heart, but this time he felt even more suffering, seeing her in this way...

Silently, he went to her, and seated on the couch, near her shaking body...he embraced her and whispered:

"Don't cry, Mione...I'll always be there for you, whatever your problem is...you know you can trust me..."

She turned, and saw his face, truly concern showed in his emerald green eyes...somehow, this sight had always helped her to feel safe and comforted...she nodded, then cuddled herself even nearer to him, whispering: "Don't leave me, Harry..."


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she nodded, then cuddled herself even nearer to him, whispering: "Don't leave me, Harry...please promise that you will never leave me!" As she said this more tears went down her face.

Oh god, whats wrong with her? Harry thought, well the arm he put around her tightened. "Hermione, whats wrong? What happened?"

Hermione looked up at him, then looked into the fire, more tears coming down. "It was horrible. I guess i feel asleep on the couch, and i was dreaming that i got a letter saying that my parents died. That Voldemort killed them. I worry about them all the time just because there muggles, and then when i was dreaming that, it seemed so real." As she said this, Harry’s face whitened. He looked down at her and tightened his arm around her.

"Hermione, dont worry about it, i-it was just a dream" Harry said, as calmly as he could. "Nothings going to happen to them, but i have to ask, did you dream about anything else, before that?" At Harry’s last words Hermione looked up at him, wiped her tears way and said....


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At Harry’s last words Hermione looked up at him, wiped her tears way and said

"Yes, Harry. I dreamt about a dark room with skeletons and blood everywhere. It was horrible. I don't think I can sleep alone again this night."

"It's ok Hermione, don't worry. If you want me to stay, I'll never leave." [AN~ Uh oh, uh oh]

Harry knew they had had the same dream, but he didn't want to tell Hermione now, her being too frightened. He reasoned she might not understand it at first. He had to understand it first, and then he could tell others.

He nudged her head down to his chest, whispering over and over, "I'm always here from you. I always am and for ever will be."

After a couple of minutes Harry could hear her deep breathing against his neck. He snuggled more into her, holding her tightly with both arms.

Harry didn't know how much time he had been staring into the fire of the Common Room, when from under his head he heard a soft whisper that he quickly understood to be,

"Thank you Harry." He looked down and saw she was still asleep in his arms. He placed his head over hers and closed his eyes, whispering as he fell asleep,

"Anytime, Hermione."

He felt her snuggle more deeply into his chest, and he tightened his hold on her, repeating one last time,

"Anytime."


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"Anytime."

"Ron wake up! C´mon lazy git! Wake up!"

"Five more minutes mum."

"For the sake of god Ron! Move your big ass off the bed for once!"

Ron had awaken abruptly when someone had started shaking him violently. He rolled over the bed groaning and yawning and could see Ginny with Neville, both laughing madly.

"What´s so funny? What are you doing in the boys dormitory? And why did you wake me up at six past thirty in the morning?"

"Well bro... first of all, your face when you woke up, it´s so cute. Second and third I´m here because I want to show you something that you should see."

"Just a moment I need to change. This better be something worth waking me up early."

"I´m sure that you will find it interesting, believe me Ron" said Neville

Ron dressed in less than two minutes and left the room. He, Ginny and Neville descended the boys stairs and entered the common room.

"Hey what´s going on?" asked Ron seeing the large crowd of Gryffindors in the common room giggling and whispering among themselves.

"Ow aren´t they cute?" Said Lavender giggling.

"Should we wake them?" whispered Dean trying hard not to laugh.

"At least I could take a picture of them." said Collin excitedly showing his camera.

"Not so loudly, we could wake them" said Seamus.

Ron walked to the center of the crowd and began to pass between his fellow Gryffindors to see what are the crowd looking with so much interest. What he saw made him gasp.

Harry and Hermione were sleeping in a scarlet couch. Hermione was curled against Harry, her head resting in Harry´s chest. Harry have both arms wrapped very protectively around Hermione. Both of them were wearing peaceful smiles.They seemed to enjoy the presence of the other.

"BLOODY HELL!" yelled Ron loudly making everyone stare at him alarmed.

Harry and Hermione began to stir and opened their eyes. For a brief moment they could see each other eyes and smiled briefly. When they took notice of the entire crowd of Griffindors watching them with knowing smiles both gave a yelp and jumped apart, landing in opposites extremes of the couch blushing furiously, their faces a deep shade of crimson.


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Harry and Hermione began to stir and opened their eyes. For a brief moment they could see each other eyes and smiled briefly. When they took notice of the entire crowd of Griffindors watching them with knowing smiles both gave a yelp and jumped apart, landing in opposites extremes of the couch blushing furiously, their faces a deep shade of crimson.

The rest of the day passed in a blur of whispers for Harry and Hermione. They had dedcided on keeping a low profile, but that wouldn't be.

As they reached the Great Hall with a large number of Gryffindor behind them, people started whispering at each other...seems rumors spread faster than waht Harry thought in Hogwarts.

As they approached their table, Malfoy walked slowly over.

"Potter, I heard you have a new relationship with the MudBlood." Malfoy sneered.

"I told you once Malfoy: do not call her that. Next time, you die." Harry said like it was nothing for him. Everyone stared from him to his nemesis until the latter took a step back then fled with Crabbe and Goyle at his heels.

Harry sat down. It would be a long day.

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Harry sighed. It would be a long day.

As he started picking at his food, MacGonnagall started passing around the table, handing out schedules.

"Term has finally began. After a month and a half of slacking off, students will resume courses today." She said loudly for every Gryffindor to hear.

Harry sighed as he looked at his schedule. He would be having every lesson every day, in the following order: Potions; Charms; Defence Against the Dark Arts; Transfiguration; and on it went. (AN: What other classes had Wonderjoe included?)

He sighed. Potions was not good, but the other lessons would compensate for it.

He quickly darted up to the Dorms to fetch his books. As he put his schedule on his night stand, Harry saw, under the lessons, Dumbledore's perfect handwriting, that read:

Harry, your Occlumency lessons will resume today. You'll meet Professor Snape every other day in his office at four o'clock. Thanks.

No! His mind screamed. not Occlumency with that git. He couldn't do it. But he also knew there was no way to go against it. He'd have to do it.

Harry's life was getting more complicated every minute passing.


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Harry's life was getting more complicated every minute passing.

Harry took his books and exited the dorm, heading for the dungeons...Ron and Hermione met him in few minutes, and they could immediately say he wasn't fine...

"What's happened?" Hermione asked, looking at him concerned

"Nothing important...is only I have to restart Occlumency with Snape...and I don't like very much the idea..." he replied, and a cold voice behind him replied:

"You can imagine how much I am happy of this, Potter..."

Snape was behind him, having just entered the class...

As usual, Potions was an hell for Harry...he tried to concentrate, but the thought of Occlumency kept distracting him all the time...at the end, Snape, analising his potion, smirked, and said:

"Another zero, Potter..."

Malfoy sneered, and exiting the class neared him, saying:

"But when you will learn to at least read the instructions? Ah...probably you CANNOT read..."

Goyle and Crabbe giggled, but Harry, already upset, stopped them saying:

"Well, if here there is someone who cannot read, these are your minions, Malfoy...how ridiculous they are...just as ridiculous as you, with that always Sleekeasyed hair..." then he went to the Charms class...

The rest of the day passed smoothly, as expected, and finally Harry returned in the dungeons for his Occlumency lesson...

"Take your wand, Potter..." Snape said, coldly...

"Yes, sir..."

Then Snape tried to break Harry's defences...he started to see many thoughts of his beatings up by Duddley...then, he started to see one of Harry's more secret dreams...there was Harry...and Hermione....

At this, Harry pushed him away, closing his mind...

"Well done, Potter...but you cannot wait until I find something that upsets you...you need to close your mind immediately..."

Harry nodded, and continued to work...


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"Well done, Potter...but you cannot wait until I find something that upsets you...you need to close your mind immediately..."

Harry nodded, and continued to work...

He didn't expect a complement to come out of Snape's mouth. It felt strange to hear him say that.
He didn't want Voldemort to take control of him, not when he finally realized just how much Hermione is to him. It would put her in so much danger, but she was already in so much danger and he feared that loving her would cost him her dear life and he could not bear the thought of losing her. He couldn't not bear the thought of losing anyone, especially her.

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Harry was making his way back to the Gryffindor tower when Hermione met him half way the moving stair cases.

"why are you here? Aren't you suppose to be in bed?" Harry asked.

"I'm a prefect remember? It's my job to make rounds and make sure everyone is in their respective houses. How did Occlumency went, by the way?" she asked as they walked together towards the corridor leading to the fat lady's portrait.

"I think I'm doing a lot better now, although it would have been a lot easier if it wasn't Snape trying to rig into my head," Harry muttered.

"Well, I'm glad you're doing much better with Occlumency," she said, as she placed a hand on his shoulder.

Harry gingerly took hold of that had and gave it a gentle squeeze, which made Hermione look up to him and smile. Harry didn't let go of her hand until they reached the fat lady. Hermione said the password.

They were about to enter the common room hands still entwined when they suddenly let go of each other....


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They were about to enter the common room hands still entwined when they suddenly let go of each other....

As they entered the common room, they noticed Ron was still there, alone...

Harry and Hermione looked each other, then they went to him...

They noticed he was asleep holding a book, and Hermione exclaimed:


"I would have not imagined he was studying..."

"Yes, this is a little unRon-like thing..." Harry agreed, then he said to her good night, before waking up his other best frined. He gave her a quick kiss on the forehead...

Hermione smiled, then said softly: "Good Night, Harry...Have good dreams!"

"So do you, Mione..."

Then Harry woke Ron up , and the three of them reached their own beds...


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Then Harry woke Ron up , and the three of them reached their own beds.

***

Harry was woken by the screech of the alarm on his bedside table at 7AM the next morning, his vivid dream still burnt clearly in his mind.

Hermione and Ron, lying still, staring up at him with lifeless eyes...

Harry shook his head sharply to rid the thoughts from his mind. He had to pull himself together for Potions again in the next few hours, and he was determined to get atleast two marks for his potion that day.
He refused to be made to look like a fool again by that greasy haired git, and part of him, not so deep down wanted to make Hermione smile again, and be proud of him.
And after all the dream was just that. A dream.


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And after all the dream was just that. A dream.

Though no matter how hard Harry tried to ignore the dream he could not keep his mind off it. All through potions it distracted him and he once again received a zero for his potions assignment. No matter what Harry did he just could not forget about it. The dream kept replaying in his mind, and he kept think what if it's not a dream?... What if it's real?... Maybe I should tell someone... No I must I can't let my friends die because of me... I will never let that happen again.

"Harry are you alright?" Hermione asked him as they left potions.

"Oh, um, yeah I'm okay. I've just gotta go up to the common room for a minute to get some stuff for charms. I'll meet you there," Harry told her and raced up to the common room.

Once in there he went up to his dorm and grabed the floo powder he had stashed under his bed. Then he raced down to the fireplace stepped in and said "Grimmauld Place".

Once there he raced to sirius's room and grabbed the scroll.


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Once there he raced to Sirius's room and grabbed the scroll.

“Ah, Harry, I take it you have come to ask me about your dream,” Sirius said.

Harry was a little startled by the fact that Sirius already knew what he was going to ask about. “Um, yeah I have. How did you know?”

“Oh Harry I knew that soon you would have that dream. I had actually expected it much sooner. Harry your friends love you and will do anything to help you as I did for you. They don’t want to see you get hurt as you don’t want to see them get hurt.

Harry unfortunately that dream is true to some extent. You are going to have to fight Voldemort. However your friends will never let you do it on your own. They will help you no matter what and you have to let, otherwise things will turn out worse.

Harry I know you don’t want to see your friends hurt but things will be much worse if you don’t let them help you at all. It’s just like me and James and the others. Even though James knew he was in danger and that Voldemort might come and harm us if we helped him he still asked us to help him. He knew that by doing that he might have been adding our names to Voldemort’s hit list but he knew that we would do anything for him and Lily. It’s much the same with you, Ron and Hermione. Let them help you Harry.”

“Okay so your saying that even though they might get hurt or even die I have to let them help me or else it will be worse. What’s worse then them dying Sirius,” Harry said.

“Losing you Harry. That’s what’s worse then dying. Harry I know it’s hard to understand but you must let them help.

Harry you better get back to Hogwarts before Hermione starts getting worried,” Sirius said.

“Okay talk to you latter Sirius,” Harry said and put the scroll back down. He then headed back to the fire place and then to Hogwarts. Then he put the Floo powder back and ran down to Charms.


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Okay talk to you later Sirius,” Harry said and put the scroll back down. He then headed back to the fire place and then to Hogwarts. Then he put the Floo powder back and ran down to Charms

Harry dashed inside the Charms classroom just in time before Professor Flitwick charmed the door to close. He took the seat between Hermione and Ron.

"Where have you been? Hermione here was about to get out of the room to look for you," Ron whispered to him as he settled down on his seat.

"I...I just had something to do upstairs," Harry said slightly panting.

"You know you shouldn't disappear like that. I mean there are lot of really bad things happening around..." Hermione tried to continue but Harry silenced her by pointing at Professor Flitwick who was about to start class.


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Hermione tried to continue but Harry silenced her by pointing at Professor Flitwick who was about to start class.

"Good day class," Professor Flitwick said. "Today will be learning the Sustuli Charm. It is like the Wingardium Leviosa charm in many ways, but the Sustuli charm lets you make yourself or others rise up from the ground up to 10 feet, but some say that they can make it to 20. Its harder to do it on yourself, so pair up and off you go, just point your wand at your partner, but dont let that fool you, it can be a very hard charm to master. Oh yes, to get your parter back down, simply point your wand at him or her and say Summitto, but please don't put to much power into it, as i dont want anyone hitting the ceiling"

After Professor Flitwick finshed instructing his class he let them pair up. Harry and Ron went together, and Hermione wanted to try it on her self instead of with a partner. 10 minutes later, Hermione made herself rise 4 feet, which made Professor Flitwick very happy and award Gryffindor 30 points. Then half an hour later Harry got Ron to rise around 2 in a half feet, but Ron just couldnt do it.

"Sustuli....Sustuli....SUSTULI!!!! " Ron said pointing his wand at Harry, but again it didnt work. "Stupid bloody charms, why can almost everyone do it but i can't?"

"Ron," said Hermione. "When Professor Flitwick said not to put to much power into it, he didnt mean none at all. Think really hard about what you want to do when your saying it, it may help."

"What do you think im doing? Of course im putting power in to it." Ron said, rasing his voice a little more then needed, but he tried again, thinking really hard. "Sustuli" and Harry rised a foot in the air.

"Wait to go Ron," Harry said grinning. "I new you you would do it sooner or later"

"Shut up, Harry. Summitto" he said, putting Harry pack down.

"Good work class," squeaked Professor Flitwick, "Tonights homework is to practice on yourself"


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Good work class," squeaked Professor Flitwick, "Tonights homework is to practice on yourself"

"Practise on myself?!? Practice on myself?!" Ron muttered in irritation as they left the class. "I can just about get another person off the ground let alone MYSELF! What the bloody hell was Flitwick thinking?!?"
"He was THINKING that we can all do it to ourself if we put our minds to it Ron." Hermione answered stiffly.
"Yeh, Mione's right Ron, you'll be able to do it by next lesson, no problem." Harry agreed as he followed Hermione down the corridor where the Fat Lady was suspended.
"Well, thats easy for you to say Harry. You could do it. As well as everyone else in the class...unlike me. I dunno, I guess I'm just no good at Charms." Ron said finally shrugging as Harry mumbled the passoword to the common room.
"Don't be silly Ron." Hermione said looking at him to drive her point home. "You're just as capable as every other person in the school, if not more, you just don't put your mind into it. You need to concentrate more."
"I DO concentrate." Ron all but yelled at her.
"No you don't. It's obvious that you don't"
"How do you know what I do and don't do Hermione? Are you psychic now?"
"No, but I can tell when someone isn't concentrating on their work...and you wern't concentrating. No way."
"Yes I was."
"GUYS!" Harry interupted, not wanting another argument between his tow best friends.
"Will you both, just let it go?"
"Sorry Harry." Hermione said quietly looking down
"Yeh, sorry mate." Rom agreed.
"It's no problem...I just don't want another argument between you." Harry admitted looking at Hermione as her eyes were focused else where.
He had found himself looking at her more and more since the summer and he didn't know why...well, he had an idea, but he was far from sure.
Hermione was a very beautiful girl, no doubt about that, and any guy in the school would be insane to miss that, he didn't know how he had managed to for so long.
She was everything he ever found appealing ina girl...and possibly the reason why his "Date" with Cho didn't go that well last year...he was comparing her to Hermione and no one would ever meet Hermione. In his eyes, Hermione was..perfect. In every way.
"Harry?" Rons voice cut through his thoughts like a knife.
"Are you OK?" He asked
"Umm...yeah. Yeah, I'm fine." Harry answered
"Right. Well, fancy a game of chess?" Ron asked.
And Harry nodded in return, just as Hermione cast a deadly look at the pair.
"Don't you think you should be practicing?" She asked
"Umm...no." Ron answered before Harry could and set up the board.


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Umm...no." Ron answered before Harry could and set up the board.

Hermione looked irritated by this, but bit back her retort when she saw Harry drop his face into his right hand in exasperation. She rolled her eyes and sat down in the couch nearest to where they were beginning to play.

it took about a half hour of playing before Ron realized that Harry had slowly eliminated all of his pawns and went to work on his bishops, five minutes later Ron completely smashed Harry with his queen.

"AHHH I was so close and yet so far." Harry's voice was muffled from the board he had laid his head down on.

"And yet so far, you will always be Harry." Ron seemed to smirk in victory.

Hermione spoke up, "Now can we practice?"

Ron started to say something but Harry quickly interrupted, "yeah, now would be a good time, lets go down the great hall and practice though so we have more room.”

“That’s a brilliant idea Harry.”

Ron muttered something about only Hermione would find it brilliant, but no one seemed to hear it.

The trip down to the great hall was uneventful at best, if Harry didn’t count the two arguments he split up between Hermione and Ron. And everything went well after they began their spell casting. Hermione levitated herself up right away, and was able to get up about five feet.

Ron after a little while got the hang of it and managed to get up two and a half feet and floated uncontrollably yet gently around the hall whenever there was a light breeze that slipped through the owl ducts.

Harry had possibly the hardest time, the first time he cast the spell he shot up in the air and almost hit his head on the enchanted ceiling. After a few chiding remarks from Ron over his “brilliant” idea to come down to the great hall to practice, and several directions from Hermione, Harry was able to control his ascent and go much slower.

For a while afterward they just floated each other around and had fun. Harry was really enjoying floating up near the ceiling with the clouds just above him.

“I always knew your head was stuck in the clouds, Potty.” The insult was laced with derisive laughter that it could only be one person, when three others joined in Harry knew who they were.

“Well Malfoy I’d rather have my head stuck in the clouds than stuck up Voldemort’s bum, like your fathers.” Harry didn’t even think when he said it, it just came to him.

“You, Weasel, and the Mud blood will pay for that Potty. Finite Incantatem.”

Ron and Hermione didn’t have very far to fall only about four feet for them both, so they landed in a crouch. Harry who was still up near the ceiling only felt the burning sensation he got from the ring, it felt unbearably hot.

Harry landed softly in a crouch the only sign that he had dropped from any height were the cracks around his hand and feet. He stood up with surprising grace and popped his neck, Harry spoke calmly and with an unsettling confidence, “Malfoy, we could have been seriously hurt dropping so suddenly, and what have I told you about calling Hermione that?”

“Ask me if I care.”

“Do you?”

“No, I don’t.”

“You should, because now I’m going to make you wish for a quick death.”

The ring was beginning to burn into Harry’s skin, as the metal itself softened with the heat.

Malfoy made a minute gesture and Goyle lumbered forward with his fist drawn backward. Harry moved forward softly as Goyle threw the punch killing any momentum the idiot had.

Harry looked down at Goyle’s fist that was still on his chest, and then looked Goyle in the eyes. “You call that a punch? I mean I felt it, but it was like ‘so what.’ Now this is a punch.” Harry thrust his fist into Goyle’s solar plexus knocking the wind out of him and sending him to the ground.

The ring was glowing white hot, and tendrils of metal and jewel were seeping into Harry’s reddened and burned skin, he didn’t feel any pain only heat, and the burning sensation.

“Alright who’s next?”

Ron gaped at him then smiled broadly, while Hermione seemed to have mixed feelings on the matter.

Crabbe and Nott on the other hand began their assault. Crabbe ran forward to engage Harry in melee hoping that he could succeed where Goyle had failed, or he was just too stupid to realize that he didn’t stand a chance. Nott took out his wand and began to charm a suit of armor to fight since Harry was already bigger than he was.

Crabbe barreled forward while Harry sidestepped him and slapped him in the back of the head so that Crabbe would continue his charge into the stone wall.

Hermione took this time to cry out, “HARRY.” And when he turned to look at her to see what was wrong, the suit of armor thought that this would be a good time to clobber him from behind. And he did, catapulting Harry forward.

Harry got up shaking his head to clear it up from the hit, as he got to his feet he could see the armor heading towards him.

“So the tin can wants some, prepare to be recycled.” Harry ran forward and slammed his right fist into the armor’s breast plate, and recoiled in pain as the ring melted and sunk completely into his finger and hand.

“Not bad, real hard body aren’t ya?” Harry held his hand, it probably wasn’t broken but he still wouldn’t be able to use it for awhile at least not until he found out what happened to his ring.

Harry shot his foot out and hooked it around its knee hinge causing the armor to topple over, as soon as it hit the ground, Harry had kicked its helmet right into Nott’s face knocking him out.

Harry suddenly found his arms pinned to his sides as Crabbe seemed to have gotten over his daze. Crabbe was beginning to squeeze harder as Harry flung his head back into Crabbe’s face making him let go. Only a split second later Harry put his heel into Crabbe’s temple putting him out.

“Seems you’re the only one left Malfoy.” A red curse flew past Harry, a grunt and a meaty thump was heard. “Seems, Goyle, got his second wind. Thank you, Hermione. Alright Malfoy, now you’re the only one left.”

In the flash of a moment a curse was fired and Harry was up in the air landing solidly with both feet on Malfoy’s face, then stomping it down onto the stone floor before stepping lightly down off of his new foot mat.

“I think we’re done practicing now, besides I need to take a shower to clean off the filth, both Crabbe and Goyle touched me and I don’t know where they’ve been.” Harry then added silently ‘that and I need to take a look at my hand.’

The trio made their way back to Gryffindor tower without further trouble.

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The trio made their way back to Gryffindor tower without further trouble

~*~

“I don’t think you should’ve done that, Harry, or just leave them lying there,” said Hermione after a few minutes of other homework.
“I don’t care, I’ll do it again if they tell the teachers, and they probably won’t even remember it,” said Harry, still angry.
Ron, who had been keeping quiet through the fight and the journey back, was staring at Harry’s hand and the ring.
“What’s wrong mate?” asked Harry. “Are you alright?” waving his hand in front of his face, and watched his face go side to side.
Waking out of the trance, Ron managed to say,
“Err, Harry, are you ok? Look at your hand….”
Harry and Hermione both gasped. The ring was gone, and the place where it used to be had turned a glowing red.


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Waking out of the trance, Ron managed to say,
“Err, Harry, are you ok? Look at your hand….”


Harry looked down on his finger where the ring used to be. Hermione had her hands cover her mouth as if from horror. The ring left a reddening mark as if it sifted in Harry's skin.

"Oh Harry! What happened," Hermione shrieked as she took Harry's hand and examined the finger where the ring used to be.

"Relax Hermione, I'm all right. I've never felt better," Harry said, and indeed he was because he had never felt that strong. It felt mysteriously good to have that much power.

"We have to go to Madame Pomfrey rightaway," Hermione said, still with a worried look on her face.

"Didn't you hear him? He's okay, we don't have to go to the hospital wing," Ron argued. "By the way that was brilliant, what you did to Malfoy," Ron exclaimed. He finally got his mind off the burning mark on Harry's finger.


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"Didn't you hear him? He's okay, we don't have to go to the hospital wing," Ron argued. "By the way that was brilliant, what you did to Malfoy," Ron exclaimed. He finally got his mind off the burning mark on Harry's finger.

Hermione looked like she was going to argue back but Harry stoped her.

"Thanks Ron, it means a lot that your sticking up for me, but Hermiones just worried about me. I'll go to the Hospital Wing if i start to have problems with it, I promious." he said looking at Hermione, then started to smile. " I wonder how long it will take Malfoy to try to hex me"


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"Thanks Ron, it means a lot that your sticking up for me, but Hermiones just worried about me. I'll go to the Hospital Wing if i start to have problems with it, I promious." he said looking at Hermione, then started to smile. " I wonder how long it will take Malfoy to try to hex me"

The following days passed in a blur to Harry and his best friends. The school knew nothing about what had happened in the Great Hall with Malfoy and his cronies; even though Harry suspected Snape knew, as the following morning, in Potions, the Professor had treated Harry exceptionally bad, loudly pointing out that Misters Malfoy, Goyle, and Crabbe were missing.

Harry had shared a look with Hermione.

Other than Potions and Occlumency lessons, the rest of the time was quite pleasant. No Malfoy around meant two things to Harry. He wouldn't have to listen to the Ferret drawl on and on about something stupid and the other; he wouldn't have to hurt anyone else.

Five days after the 'Incident' in the Great Hall, Harry strode into the Great Hall in the morning for breakfast. Hermione was nowhere to be seen and Ron had yet to shower.

Harry sat and ate with no problem until the time of Post. Swarms of owls flew into the Great Hall from the windows above. Harry didn't bother looking up; it was months since he had last received mail.

However, a small black owl, somewhat bigger than Pig, landed near his plate, dropped a rolled up note, and took off immediately. Harry followed it with his eyes until it exited the Great Hall from the windows.

Harry picked the note up and unfurled it. As he did this though, he had the vague feeling of being watched.

The note was scribbled in red ink, which looked fresh. Harry read it to himself, barely containing a laugh.

Harry crumpled the note and let it fall to the ground under the table. He looked up slowly, across the hall and to the Slytherins. Heads snapped towards their own plates as they saw Harry observing them.

Harry laughed some more to himself, stood up and went off to his morning classes, not bothering to wait for Ron, who would probably skip breakfast.


***-*-*-***

Hermione gasped as she arrived at the Gryffindor table. She had heard Millicent Bulstrode and Pansy Parkinson in the library: they were all going to jump Harry on the way to Potions! SDhe had the feeling it wasn't true, but as she scanned the table, she saw a crumpled note under it. She hastily picked it up: she knew she was already late for class, but Harry's safety was far more important.

The note comfirmed what she suspected. A tear fell from her eyes as she took off in a run. The tear smudged the ink a bit, but it was still reciognizable. It read:

Potter-

What you did to our housemates is unacceptable. Watch your back, because Slytherins are in your wake.


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Potter-

what you did to our housemates is unacceptable. Watch your back, because Slytherins are in your wake.

Harry wasn’t in a good mood; it was bad enough that he’d been forced into fighting evil, but having said evil come out and threaten him, when they had started it. It seems like evil needs to look up the word “hypocrisy.” Harry was far beyond caring at this point if they wanted to take their revenge on him… let them, its all just practice until he had to face Voldemort again. And a weapon should never hesitate, should never feel remorse or pity for its target, a weapon only exists to get the job done, and Harry knew what his job was, to kill Voldemort.

Harry was rather thankful when the Slytherins appeared around him, it meant that he didn’t have to watch his back after today, because God knew he didn’t want to end up a paranoid wreck like Moody.

“You know why we’re here, Potter, just submit it will be easier for you.”

Who was that, oh yes Blaise Zabini. “I’m well aware of why you’re here, it’s not very smart to warn some one that you’re going to jump them. And no, it would be easier for you, so I will ask you nicely, please leave now.”

Pansy spat at him, “If you haven’t noticed your out numbered, seven to one.”

Harry grinned, “I was out numbered last time too, and I’m telling you leave now.”

Out of the Slytherins there it took Harry slightly by surprise when Millicent Bulstrode threw the first punch. So much so that Harry fell after taking the hit in the mouth. It was on, they all came at him at once. The most offensive tactic Harry could use was somersaulting backward away from them to get his bearings.

Backing up farther Harry, braced his feet and jumped head first into Bulstrode’s stomach, Harry briefly wondered what the impact of his hard head would do to her soft stomach, when she began dry heaving Harry dug his feet into the floor and pushed harder sending the ogre like girl backward and out of the fight.

“I asked you to leave, I told you to leave, now I’m going to make you… and there won’t be a drop of blood.” Malcolm Baddock learned this first hand when Harry’s knee came up into his crotch, as he had tried to do the same to Harry. “You will learn not to play with dangerous weapons. They are to be respected.”

Blaise went into a loose fighting stance with Pansy next to him, as Harry stood there hands at his sides. Pansy made the first move, throwing out a clumsy punch, which Harry caught in his right hand and began to squeeze it until the joints popped, at the first sound Blaise shot toward Harry landing two quick punches, to his exposed side. Harry grunted from the pain and flung his leg out past Zabini’s head, contracting his muscles he dropped his heel into Zabini’s back sending him down to the floor. Pansy got the same heel in her stomach sending her out of the fight.

So far Harry had done what he said he’d do, he didn’t attack any one who didn’t attack him, and so far there wasn’t any blood.

“Harry, behind you!”

Two large arms swept around him, Adrian Pucey had him, the strength of his arms constricting Harry’s ribs, making it hard to breath, making it hurt. Harry tried to take in a breath but it was forced out of him. Tunnel vision. Hermione was trying to tell him something, but it was all muddled up with the blood pounding in his ears. Harry couldn’t tell whether he heard of felt his ribs pop and crack. Flinging his head back in pain, Harry’s head impacted with Pucey’s forehead, and Harry found himself on the floor gasping for the air that had just previously abandoned him. Staggering to his feet, he evaded a meaty fist by luck, taking a chance Harry reached out and tapped Adrian’s Adam’s apple send him to the floor gasping for the air that had now abandoned him.

Harry choked out a quick, “Leave… now.” Daphne Greengrass and Tracy Davis were quick to heed his warning.

Hermione rushed toward Harry, “Are you alright?”

“My… ribs, I think…a couple are… broken.”


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“My… ribs, I think…a couple are… broken.”

Hermione gasped. “Oh Harry, we have to get you to the Hospital Wing now!”

Harry shook his head. “No… I don’t really feel like moving right now… I’m just gonna sit here for a while okay?”

Hermione nodded. “I’ll… I’ll go get someone…”

She turned around and started to make her way away when Harry grabbed her hand. “No… can you stay here with me for a while?”

Hermione wanted to say no and go and get some help, but nodded anyways, taking a seat down next to Harry on the floor.

They sat in silence for a while, Hermione leaning against the wall, listening to Harry trying to collect his breath. She had been so bloody scared when she finally made it to the scene and saw Harry fighting the Slytherins. Bloody scared. She hadn’t been able to find her voice until she saw Adrian Pucey come up behind him. And now…

“Are you okay, Harry?” she asked in a quiet voice.

Harry gave her a soft smile and took her hand again. “Yea… thanks to you… How did you know about this Hermione?”

Hermione blushed. “Well, I heard some Slytherins talking about it, and I kind of found the note.”

Harry gave a small laugh. “You always seem to be here for me, whenever I need you…”

Hermione smiled. “I’ll always be here for you. You’ll always have me, you know that right?”

Harry squeezed her hand. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

He gently pulled her towards him, motioning her to lean into him. Hermione protested. “No, Harry your ribs, I might—”

“No, just lay your head on my shoulder, I’ll be alright.”

He kept pulling to her and she came, gently laying down her head, while he wrapped his arm around her. How good this felt. It felt so… right.


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He looked down into her brown eyes and her worried state reflected in them. Somehow he wanted to wipe that fear away. He kissed her forehead. It was a gentle sign of affection but it surely had an effect on her more so to Harry...

By now, Hermione’s mind was split into half. One half said: This is so wrong, this is my best friend!. The other half said: Oh sod off you.
Then –
“POTTER! GRANGER! Why aren’t you inside the classroom?” roared Snape. “That’s ten points from Gry-“ then he saw the unconscious Slytherins on the floor.
“My, my. Aren’t we grand. Snogging in the midst of unconscious bodies. Well, that’s fifty points from Gryffindor and a week’s detention for the both of you.”
Harry wanted to do the same thing he did to the other Slytherins to Snape – wipe the floor with his face – for ruining this moment for him, but he knew that there’ll be nothing won.
As Snape muttered “Locomotor bunch of weaklings” and led them the the Hospital Wing, Harry and Hermione sat there, on the hardwood floor, dazedly looking at each other, with Gryffindors staring at them from the dungeon.

*~*~*~*~*

“Seriously, don’t lie to me mate. I saw the whole thing!” said Ron, even though he didn’t take Advanced Potions.
“Nothing’s between Hermione and me, Ron. Now sod off,” said Harry for the ninth time. He sat there, on his four-poster bed, staring at his trunk. He needed something to get his mind off things, the lessons and the mountainous homework. He opened his trunk with a swish of his wand, and levitated a golden Galleon to his hands.
“Well, it’s time we took this up again,” sighed Harry, brushing off the dust and adjusting the dials on it, as Ron’s eyes lit up.

*~*~*~*~*

The trio met near the tapestry with Barnabas the Barmy, circled the distance between two pillars three times, and a high, red, polished door appeared. They all entered without a word, and covered their eyes as bright rays of lights attacked their eyes. When they were cleared, they revealed a long, huge room with all sorts of Dark-detectors, books, and cushions. And a small silver whistle neatly on top of a column of books.
Neville, Seamus and Dean entered behind them. Neville came up to them and said
“I thought you three stopped doing this after a few meetings. Good thing you guys took it up again, we’ve been waiting for ages!” as waves of students came rushing in the door knocking Seamus and Dean out of the way.
“Well, I agree with you,” said Harry. “I do.”

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“Well, I agree with you,” said Harry. “I do.”

After what seemed like forever for the waiting DA members Harry called for quiet as he began class.
"OK guys. Well, I know it's been a while since we last did this, and I'm sorry about that. But I hope you all remember what we learnt last time, and last year."
A ripple of agreement travelled around the room like a wave, confirming Harry's hopes.
"Good. Now, I think we'd better just do something relatively simple to warm up... how about the Patronus charm? As I know you can all do that." Harry said, glancing at Hermione for the determination he knew was gracing her features.
"Right, if you can all just do that charm for a few minutes, we'll move onto something a bit more advanced later."
All in the room nodded, letting him know that they all knew what to do, before the silvery lights burst from wands around the room.
Only Hermione's Patronus, however took the form of an Otter with her first try, which pleased Harry emensly.
"Well done" He whispered as he passed her while he walked around his fellow students corecting them, and giving them tips, trying to stop his mind wondering to what Hermione's happy memory might be.

After a few more minutes of practicing the charm, Harry clapped his hands once again calling for silence.
"Well done everyone" He said beaming "I'm very proud of all of you... Now, like I said, I think it's time we moved onto something a little tougher....


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After a few more minutes of practicing the charm, Harry clapped his hands once again calling for silence.
"Well done everyone" He said beaming "I'm very proud of all of you... Now, like I said, I think it's time we moved onto something a little tougher....

'We're now going to try the Invisibility Charm' Harry said as many faces in the room lit up in anticipation. 'The spell is called 'Occultus'. Just as Harry said the spell he held his wand at himself causing him to disappear, much to everybody's amazement.

He then procceded to sneak to the back of the group and surprised most people when he announced 'To allow yourself to re-appear the word is 'Exorior', coming back into full form.

'Right, now I want you people to try it out' Harry proclaimed. The room then came alive with the DA members shouting 'Occultus'. Harry walked around, looking at everyone's progress. Everyone had managed to make at least one of their body parts invisible, even Neville who seemed to have lost his lower half of his body.

The best though was Hermione who managed to make her entire body disappear, and was about to prod Harry in the stomach with her wand when he raised him and yelled 'Exorior Omnes', which turned all of the DA members back into their original state, including Hermione, who not realising she was now visible, prodded Harry in the chest.
'Mione, what are you doing'
She suddenly sussed out that she was visible again and blushed. Ignoring her Harry spoke...


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'Mione, what are you doing'
She suddenly sussed out that she was visible again and blushed. Ignoring her Harry spoke...

“Riight…,” said Harry, turning away from Hermione on the floor.
“Well, you’re better than I thought you’d be!” said Harry in amazement. “All of you managed to make a part of your body disappear!
“Now, here some details about the Invisibility Charm: People with magic eyes can still see you,” said Harry, as a few groans came from a few DA members. He reminisced and thought about Mad-Eye Moody, especially when his eye was spinning in his socket.
“And, it wears out after ten minutes or so, depending on the power of the wizard or witch. Right, so the next charm is the freezing charm.”
Harry looked around the room, and thought that he definitely needed more space.
We need more space, and a few sticks on the floor.
The DA room enlarged by three times in size, and there were sticks protruding from the floor, as many as the DA members.
“Now, the incantation is so,” said Harry, pointing his wand at one of the sticks.
“Congelo!” cried Harry, drawing a circle in the air, then stabbing the middle of the circle. A jet of water shot out from his wand, hit directly on the stick, freezing it. The stick was glistening with ice on its sides.
“Fundo,” muttered Harry, and the stick melted back to its original state.
“Now, situate yourself about six feet away from the stick and.. begin. Try not to freeze others, it does sting.”
All the DA members situated themselves near a stick, tried to copy Harry’s movements, cried “Congelo!” and resulted in a puddle of water on the floor, which froze quickly. The only two people who got it right, were Hermione (of course), and Neville. Others ended up freezing their feet, others, or just making the room cold.
“The object you freeze melts automatically after three minutes, again depending on the wizard’s or witch’s powers,” said Harry.
“Harry! Look at the time!” shouted Ron. Harry looked at his watch, and saw that it was past ten o’clock. He blew his whistle, plunged his other hand into his pocket, and saw that his Maurader’s Map was missing.


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“Harry! Look at the time!” shouted Ron. Harry looked at his watch, and saw that it was past ten o’clock. He blew his whistle, plunged his other hand into his pocket, and saw that his Maurader’s Map was missing.

Harry looked for it frantically but could not find it. Ron saw his apprehension and came over, waving the Map in his face. Harry sighed and shoved Ron with one hand while he took the Map with the other.

As he turned around against the walls and activated the Map, he remembered the indication he had to give to the Members.

"On a last note... the freezing charm... do not, guys, and I say do not let anyone freeze you anytime. If you are frozen, well... it's the easiest way to kill you. Just shatter the ice. With one puch, you'd fall to the floor and shatter in a million pieces. It is the easiest way to kill, they say."

Everyone sobered up as they heard this. They all resolved to not let themselves be caught frozen.

"Is there... anyway to prevent yourself from being frozen?" Asked the Smith guy looking scared.

Harry thought about if for a second, and as he ushered everyone out, he answered Zacharias' question with the gravest and most serious tone he could muster.

"No."

***

"-- Harry, do you know what you've just done?" Said Hermione as they walked back to the Tower while a silent, thoughtful Ron followed them.

Harry stopped and looked at her gravely. "What?" He asked.

"May I, Hermione?" Asked Ron, stopping her. She nodded looking dejected.

"Harry, you have just taught them all a way to kill. Kill in one of the most bastard way ever -- while your opponent isn't able to move. "

Harry sighed. He wouldn't be able to perform a Memory Charm on all of them, so he just hoped they would use the spell correctly.


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Harry sighed. He wouldn't be able to perform a Memory Charm on all of them, so he just hoped they would use the spell correctly.

The next day Harry went down to the common room and found Dean and Seamus lying on the foot of the stairwell leading to the girls' dormitories.

"What are you guys doing there?" Harry asked as he pulled both of them up from the floor where they lay.

Just in time Hermione slid down the enchanted staircase. Harry helped her up.

"Did you guys think that just because you're invisible you can fool the staircase? you boys evidently haven't read Hogwarts A History," Hermione said. "I knew you guys are going to try and sneak in. Are you with them Harry?"

"Me, no way. I just found them there. Seriously, Hermione, do you think I'm like that," he said giving Hermione the puppy dog look.

"Nah, you wouldn't. Come on let's leave these two here. I heard Dumbledore is going to announce something," Hermione said as she pulled Harry and they both went out the portrait hole.



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The Great Hall of Hogwarts buzzed with laughter, shouts and conversations as Harry made his way through the four tables to his House's. He found Ron and sat opposite him, while Hermione sat on his side. They looked on as Dean and Seamus told a meaningless joke and then started arguing about Football and Quidditch again.

The sound around them started to quiet as the Headmaster rose from his seat. He looked around and his eyes were not bearing their ususal twinkle. A complete silence envelopped the Great Hall. There was a distinct owl flutter near one of the windows from where post owls came in every morning.

The silence was so acute that it almost broke Harry's control. He fidgeted with the hem of his robe while some people shared questioning looks at the 'speech'.

"I don't have time to loose here! Is the old fool going to talk or not?" Harry heard these words coming from the Slytherin table behind him. He looked up and saw Malfoy and his minions glaring at the Headmaster.

Harry turned back, thinking 'If only Hagrid would hear him.' The Headmaster cleared his throat suddenly, and everyone turned to the Staff Table again.

"I have an important announcements to make, my dear students. As you know, Voldemort" -- there were quite a few gasps, but Dumbledore continued nonetheless -- " has come back. Him and his Death Eaters are now raiding Wizarduing Villages, one by one. It is with the greatest sorrow that I have to inform you all that the village of Hogsmeade has been raided by Death Eaters... and..." Dumbledore couldn't bring himself to say it at first. but then he managed a soft "Dementors."

Harry's heart sank as he heard the last word. A Dementor raid... it meant... all Kissed. All of them.

As many tears started to flow down cheecks in the Great Hall, Harry took off as fast as his legs could carry him. He heard a couple of 'Harry's being yelled after him, and a pair of legs following him, but he did not look back. He ran and ran, and before he knew it, he was inside his Dormitory and crying freely on his bed.

It is all my fault...

Was his only thought.


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Was his only thought.

He heard his door open, and soft footsteps came toward him; he didn’t even have to look up to know who it was.

Hermione sat on the bed next to him, and slid her arm around his shoulder, bringing him closer. He responded by wrapping his arms around her, still crying softly on her shoulder, not caring that she was seeing him like this.

As if knowing what he was thinking, Hermione spoke. “This was and is not your fault Harry,” she said softly.

He stiffened slightly in her arms, and she tightened her arms. “And don’t deny it. Things like this happen when Death Eaters are involved.”

He pulled out of her arms, regretting it immediately. “Why did you come?” He didn’t know why he asked that, but he was wondering about it lately, whether he realized he was or not.

Hermione blinked. “Why? Why wouldn’t I?”

Harry got up from the bed. “I bring so many people harm. Why do you still come to me?”

Hermione was quiet for a moment, and Harry thought she was thinking. He turned around to see her staring at him with wide eyes, almost as though she was seeing him for the first time. “You don’t know?” she asked.

Now it was Harry’s turn to blink. “Well, I know you’re here cause you’re my best friend, but why?? You come and Ron doesn’t.”

Hermione looked down at her hands for a moment, and when she looked back up, Harry caught determination in her eyes. She stood up and walked up to him, looking him straight in the eyes. “You are one thick-headed git,” was all she said and she placed her hands on his face and brought his lips down to hers. She gave him a hard kiss, and it took a while before stunned Harry reacted.

He placed his arms around her waist and brought her closer, deepening the kiss. Never had he thought that a kiss would feel so right and strong.

She pulled away slowly, her eyes still closed and looked at bit dazed. She opened them and looked at Harry. “That’s why.”


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She pulled away slowly, her eyes still closed and looked at bit dazed. She opened them and looked at Harry. “That’s why.”

He just stood there, looking as dazed as she did, maybe even more, his eyes trained fully on her.
"Wh-Wh-What was that?" He stammered eventually recovering from his dumbstruck state.
"What do you think it was Harry?" Hermione asked, grinning at the look on his face.
"Amazing." he said simply lowering his head again.
Their lips were almost touching once again when Ron's voice boomed through elecrified air, making them jump apart, flustered.
"Oi mate?! Are you OK?!" He called through the door before wrenching it open, catching sight of the pair.
"I'm fine." Harry answered trying to divert his attention.
"I'm sorry, was I interrupting anything?" Ron asked smiling slightly.


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"I'm fine." Harry answered trying to divert his attention.
"I'm sorry, was I interrupting anything?" Ron asked smiling slightly.

"No," they both replied at the same time.

"We were just talking and, well, I think Harry is okay now. I have to head back to the girls' dormitory," Hermione said her face in a deep shade of red.

"What's up with her?" Ron asked Harry as he sat on his bed.

"Uhh? what did you say?" Harry suddenly woke up from his daze. Hermione kissed him and he kissed her back. those were the things playing in his head.

"If I hadn't known better I would think that you two are getting really cozy with each other," Ron said with a mischievous grin on his face.

Harry threw a pillow at Ron. Whatever took place between him and Hermione certainly changed his mood.


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Harry threw a pillow at Ron. Whatever took place between him and Hermione certainly changed his mood.

When they reached the Great Hall for lunch before the Gryffindor Vs Slytherin match, Harry noticed a distinct change in the atmoshpere around him. Everything seemed almost silent after the news of the dementors in Hogsmeade, as if everyone was paying their respects to the dead.
Usually the air would be filled with talk about the upcoming match, but instead it was filled with fear. Harry thought it was best to eat his meal quietly and go to the changing rooms for Quidditch. Nothing was mentipned about what happened in the dormitory and Ron had kept unusually quiet about the matter, until they were away from anyone else's ears.
'So what was going on between you and Hermione, then?'
'Nothing, I don't know what you're talking about'
'Aw come on mate I know you've got a crush on Hermione'
Harry shot Ron a look, that meant 'say anymore and i'll curse you into next century'


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'Aw come on mate I know you've got a crush on Hermione'
Harry shot Ron a look, that meant 'say anymore and i'll curse you into next century'.


*~*~*~*~*

As Harry gave his very short lecture (at least compared to Wood’s), all was silent. Everybody was still mourning over the attack on Hogsmeade.

No more Madame Rosmerta, no more sweets, no more butterbeer, no more visits...

As Harry and Malfoy tried to break each other’s hands, they did not hear any “Weasley is our King” cheers from the Gryffindors nor the Slytherins.
As Hooch’s whistle echoed in the air, Harry jumped on his Thunderbolt and bolted to the air. Hermione did the same with her Firebolt, so did Ron with his Cleansweep, and so did the other members of the team.

“Aaaand.. they’re off!” screamed Colin Creevey, the commentator. “And Granger takes the Quaffle... loops over Crabbe’s bludger, passes to Bell, passes to Weasley, passes – oh! That’s gotta hurt! Weasley gets hit by Goyle’s bludger... Slytherin in position, Warrington, passes to Pucey, who drops the Quaffle, which lands on Andrew’s head... Ouch...”

As Harry listened to Colin’s unenthusiastic commentating, he observed the pitch in search for the Snitch, and found Malfoy tailing him. Out of the corner of his eye, Harry saw that Goyle and Crabbe was about to hit Hermione’s head. With a burst of speed, guaranteed by the Thunderbolt, he stabbed at the air, speeding, cutting the wind, and jabbed at the two at supersonic speed.

A burst of cheers finally erupted from the Gryffindors, and he could hear Colin say “Ouch... too bad you two, he has a Thunderbolt!
“Montague in possession, passes to Warrington, who drops it to Pucey, who shoots.... come on, Ron, save it –“
A verse of “Weasley is our King” erupted from the gold and red-clad Gryffindors. The Quaffle was in his hands, and he quickly passed it to Katie.

“Bell in possesion, she passes it to Weasley, who ducks Montague, and passes it to Granger, who – WOW! Look at her go! She ducks Pucey, dodges two bludgers, goes past Malfoy, and – SHE SCORES!!! TEN – NIL TO GRYFFINDOR!
“And... Sloper hits the Quaffle?!?! And he scores! Woohoo! Twenty to nothing! Pucey in possesion, Sloper aims a bludger at Pucey, who drops it, which Bell catches, and she scores, and it is thirty to nada!”

It was getting very annoying for Harry to find the Snitch with Malfoy on his tale, so he used his Wronski Feint, a few loops, jabs and zig-zag movements, which resulted in Malfoy unconscious on the floor with severe injury. And then he saw it – the Snitch hiding itself in ‘Mione’s hair. he dashed for it, plunged his hand in her hair – God, it feels so good... – and the stadium erupted.


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And then he saw it – the Snitch hiding itself in ‘Mione’s hair. he dashed for it, plunged his hand in her hair – God, it feels so good... – and the stadium erupted.

He won, once again, but this time there was a little more satisfaction in it for Harry that just winning. Surprizingly Hermiones hair was incredibly soft, and smooth despite its bushyness. Harry guessed it had a few volume issues that Hermione didn't agree with.

"Harry, what are you doing?"

"The snitch was hiding in your hair."

"Oh, do you have it now?"

"Yeah, we won the game."

"Mind taking your hand out of my hair now?"

"Oh yeah, sorry." Harry withdrew his had, feeling foolish but oddly satisfied.


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"Oh yeah, sorry." Harry withdrew his had, feeling foolish but oddly satisfied.

They both went down and landed safely on the pitch. Harry was waving the snitch for all the cheering Gryffindors and sulking Slytherins to see. The rest of the team joined them.

"Nice going there mate!" Ron patted his back and congratulated him.

"That was brilliant Harry," Ginny greeted him and pulled Hermione out from the cheering crowd.

"See you in the common room," he called to them.

Hermione looked back at him, smiled then nodded before walking through the cheering crowd and out of the pitch.

"Actually mate, when I saw your hands going through Hermione's hair, I thought you were going to snog her up there for all the school to see," Ron joked.

Harry gave him the 'I'll Hex you to oblivion if you don't shut up' look and Ron kept his mouth shut which made Dean and the rest of the gryffindor boys laugh.


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Harry gave him the 'I'll Hex you to oblivion if you don't shut up' look and Ron kept his mouth shut which made Dean and the rest of the gryffindor boys laugh.

"What? You mean the thought never even entered your mind?" Dean joked more, since Ron's mouth seemed like it wouldn't open again.

"Of course not! I was concentrating on getting the snitch," Harry exclaimed, going slightly red. "I didn't tell it to go into her hair."

"But it was convenient, wasn't it?"

"Oh just sod it!"

They laughed harder as Harry made his way away from them, his face almost as red as Ron's hair.


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They laughed harder as Harry made his way away from them, his face almost as red as Ron's hair.

Harry walked far away from them as possible when he heard a voice call him,

"Hey Harry, wait up!" He turned around, ready to tell the person that he and Hermione did not have a relationship, seeing Ginny standing there.

"Hi Ginny."

Ginny was grinning widely as she spoke curiously,

"So, I saw you with Hermione at the Quidditch match and I noticed that," Then she smirked at Harry's face,

"You had your hand in her hair, and I saw this dreamy look on your face like you were having a fantasy about her. Which brings me to my question..." She took a deep breath,

"Do you have feelings for Miss Granger?"

"Of course not, we are only friends..." Harry lied, but he did feel tht way about Hermione, he may even love her, but he wasn't going to tell Ginny that.

Ginny was unconvinced,

"Okay Harry, whatever you say, now if you excuse me I need to meet Draco, so thanks for the information."

She walked away, thinking,

Harry Potter, what are we going to do with you?

Harry sighed and walked into the locker room, he heard Hermione's voice pleading,

"Please no!"

Hermione was in a corner with a Dementor over her...

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Hermione was in a corner with a Dementor over her...

Harry was shocked that a dementor had gotten into the locker room for only a moment, before the blind rage took him.

The space before him and the dementor shrank as he shot forward, yelling, "KISS MY WHITE ENGLISH-" Harry stopped in a grunt as he rammed his foot into the gaping maw that served as the dementors mouth, He heard several loud cracks and pops. the thing flew backward, how the shredded fabric of its cloak stayed on it was really a mystery.

Stepping forward Harry's wand came to his hand and four inches of it was buried in the dementors body.

Harry called to mind, the feeling of Hermione's hair, "expecto patronum." White light poured out of of its mouth, and from around the seams of harry's wand, other places began to light up as well as it burned holes through its body.

Soon its tattered cloak fell to the ground empty.

"It was time to open up and let the light shine in." Harry picked up the cloak, it would be a nice start to a collection, he already had a few death eater masks that would never again see the face of another death eater. he was gonna need a big closet.


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It was time to open up and let the light shine in." Harry picked up the cloak, it would be a nice start to a collection, he already had a few death eater masks that would never again see the face of another death eater. he was gonna need a big closet.

Harry then heard Hermione whimper in the corner, he turned to her and whispered,

"Hermione?"

She looked up at him and sobbed out,

"Harry, are you there?"

Harry looked shocked,

"Of course I'm here, I'll always be here. What's wrong?" Hermione just started to cry again.

He kneeled next to her, turned her face to his and knew exactly what was wrong. She had the worst memory of her life in her mind when the Dementor came after her.

"What is it? What memory did you see?"

Hermione shook her head,

"It wasn't a memory it was a nightmare I had a couple nights ago. I just saw the whole thing again." Her body shook as Harry put his arms around her waist and asked,

"What was the nightmare about?"

Hermione looked right into his eyes,

"It was about you, my worst nightmare come true, you..." She took a dramatic pause, "were dead, in my arms, while Voldemort was laughing at me. I didn't have my wand so I couldn't stop from hearing your screams as you died. I just like I lost my soul when I thought you were dead."

Harry felt tears rimming in his eyes as he touched her cheek,

"Hermione, I'm sorry you have to go through this, I'm so sorry."

Tears were flowing freely from his face as Hermione laughed softly,

"I'm sorry too for making you cry." Harry and Hermione both laughed.

Harry smiled, "I think I know how I can make you feel better..." Hermione breathed,

"How..." But she was stopped by Harry kissing her softly on her lips...


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"How..." But she was stopped by Harry kissing her softly on her lips.

“You must be really good friends then?” Ginny’s voice both got their attention.

Harry and Hermione hurriedly got up and moved away from each other. Both were furiously blushing.

“Come on you guys it’s not that I didn’t expect this to happen. I think it’s really cute that you guys are together and I think Ron would mind either,” Ginny said excitedly.

“Ginny, a dementor was here! If it wasn’t for Harry I would have been given the kiss,” Hermione said seriously.

“We’ll, you were kissed or you were the one kissing Harry, but anyway are you sure a dementor was here? But how will it get here inside the castle grounds?” Ginny said.

“It’s true a dementor was here,” Harry said sternly.

Ginny realized that it was no longer a joke.

“It is true then? We came as soon as we heard,” Dumbledore came up from behind them.


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It is true then? We came as soon as we heard,” Dumbledore came up from behind them.

“Yes sir,” said Harry hastily. “When I entered the locker room, I saw a dementor towering over Hermione in the corner,” said Harry, holding up the tattered cloak as proof.

“I had just entered the locker room,” continued Hermione, “when I felt like… as if… very horrible… I thought… I thought I’d never be happy again…,” she faltered.

“The rest is self-explanatory I suppose,” said Harry.

“But the question is: How did a dementor enter Hogwarts, get past the crowd exiting unnoticed, and stage an attack in the boy’s locker room for Hermione?” asked McGonagall brusquely, who had just entered from behind Dumbledore. Hermione flushed.

“However, that is not too urgent at the moment,” interrupted Dumbledore. “Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger, would you kindly follow me back to my office?” asked Dumbledore. There was a hint of unexplained worriedness in his voice.

“Of course, sir,” said Harry and Hermione seriously.

“Ms. Weasley, you may go back to the common room. Professor McGonagall will escort you,” said Dumbledore.

Harry, still clutching the dementor’s cloak, Hermione and Dumbledore walked back up to the castle. They had to jog to keep up with Dumbledore. When they reached the stone gargoyles, Dumbledore said “Sugar Quills!” clearly. The stone gargoyle sprang out of the way, granting entrance.

When they entered Dumbledore’s office, he conjured two plush armchairs and offered them a seat. Without a warning, Dumbledore began.

“Mr. Potter, it is time to discuss that ring of yours…”

“Mr. Potter, it is time to discuss that ring of yours."

Harry knew this conversation was coming sooner or later, and if he was honest it was alot later than he had expected. He thought that as soon as it showed any powers at all, Dumbledore would have had him take it off and he'd have to go through the whole conversation then.

"I haven't taken it from you for one simple reason."

"What's that Sir?" Harry asked, unable to control himself. Even Hermione, who was still very shaken leant forward in anticipation of the answer.

"It was your Fathers, as you already know, but it was made for you."

"Me? Why?"

"Isn't obvious Harry?" Hermione said looking at him as though it was written on his forehead, "You need it."

"What for?!"

"The approaching war with Voldemort Harry. It's coming, and we need to have the advantage of that ring. I'm positive that you've noticed all of your senses becoming more tuned. Your powers increasing? You're becoming the most formidable source of power in the world. And we need that to win. Without you, the ring would be useless, but, it is not at it's full capacity yet."

"It's not?"

"No. There is something else that makes it alot more effective. Something that you already have, but something you're denying Harry. You need to accept it, and embrace it."

"What is it?" Hermione almost whispered.

"The love of his Soul Mate."

"The love of his Soul Mate."

Harry blinked and next to him, heard Hermione suck in her her breath.

"I need...the love of my soul mate?" Harry asked again, making sure he heard right the first time.

Dumbledor nodded, his eyes twinkling, "Yes Harry. It's that love that will make you complete."

Harry knew right then who Dumbledore was talking about. Hermion... He didn't know if he should look at Hermione. What would she say, or do? Worse yet, what was he going to say? Dumbledore had trapped him.

Harry fumed. Not fair.

Dumbledore pulled Harry away from where he was, placing his hands on his shoulders and leaned down, speaking softly so only Harry could hear. "Don't push her away anymore, Harry. Don't be afraid to be loved, and to love back."

Dumbledore pulled Harry away from where he was, placing his hands on his shoulders and leaned down, speaking softly so only Harry could hear. "Don't push her away anymore, Harry. Don't be afraid to be loved, and to love back."

Harry stared at Dumbledore, flabbergasted. This man is dirty. He couldn’t believe that Dumbledore was brave enough to keep looking at him with twinkling eyes. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Hermione, looking quizzically at them.

Dumbledore continued as if nothing had happened. “With the ring at full power, you will be able to vanquish Voldemort,” said Dumbledore casually.

“Well, now that that’s settled, I guess it’s time for you to go back to your dormitories,” said Dumbledore. “And Mr. Potter, it would be for the best if you were consistent on those Defence meetings of yours. We never know when they’ll come in handy.”

*~*~*~*~*

Harry and Hermione left the office, Hermione confused and Harry with millions of thoughts running about his head.

How does he know about me fancying Hermione when I even don’t know? Wait. Did I think that I fancy Hermione? Don’t think that way Potter, she’s your best friend.

They walked to the Gryffindor Tower silently, only stopping to mutter the password. They both clambered in, and found Ron by the fireplace.

How does he know? Has he been spying? The dirty old geezer…

Dumbledore didn’t know about the ring burning into Harry’s finger. Harry looked at it, and found his finger glowing, glowing in a dull green.

Hermione and Ron were chatting about the match, about both of their performances. They did not notice Harry staring at his hand. I have to continue DA… there might be more attacks. The Hogsmeade one might just have been a tester… We need to concentrate on the Patronus…

Harry said that he was tired and that he needed to turn in. Both of them a bit disappointed, but they let him ago. Harry jogged up the spiral staircase, opened the door to his dormitory, and took out the Golden Galleon. Dust had accumulated over the past few weeks. He adjusted the dials on the Galleon, and felt it warming up.

*~*~*~*~*

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But it could be too late..
Harry pushed that thought into the back of his mind and tried to get to sleep, despite the noise from the common room. Just as he was about to try one last time, he heard the noise begin to fade and the door creak open....

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Harry grabbed his wand and said dangerously,

"Who's there?"

Then he heard,

"Harry, it's me Ron." Harry sighed in relief and said,

"Ron, you shouldn't do that. I could've jinxed you right there." Ron laughed a little bit and said slyly,

"So, I heard from Ginny, you kissed Hermione. I thought you just wanted to be friends?" Harry felt himself blush again and Ron said,

"Don't worry about it, I think you two are perfect for each other. I mean, the way you two look at each other, it's meant to be." Harry raised his eyebrows,

"When did you believe in True Love?" Ron shrugged,

"When I first laid eyes on Luna."

Harry rolled his eyes and said, "Good night Ron." He closed the curtains around him and laid back, staring at the ceiling. He closed his eyes, when the ring brightened a deep red, Harry saw memories of him and Hermione.

But the one memory that shown above else, was when Hermione fell in the Department of Mysteries.


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Finally he fell into yet another restless sleep as the thought's of loosing Hermione plauged his mind, dreams of her quickly turned into terrifying nightmares.
He would be kissing her one second, happy and contented in her presense then she would be dragged from his embrace and killed before his very eyes.
Many times he woke himself with his screams to her and the curses he would fly at her attacker as she fell.
'What am I going to do?' He asked himself fearfully as he bolted up in his bed drenched in a cold sweat one last time. 'I can't keep doing this. I have to know she can't be hurt. Somehow.'

This part was written by: Karenkate_kitty
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Harry's determined to protect Hermione no matter what. He had already thought of moving away from her but that would do him no good. He knows that Voldemort would be after her because she's his best friend. Everyone that's important to him is in danger, especially her. These thought clouded Harry's mind as he he made his way to the great hall to meet his friends. Hermione sat next to Ginny right across from Ron. A seat next to her saved and he knew who it was for.

Hermione saw him coming and waved at him to come over. no signs of the previous events were showing on her face. Danger was lurking, Harry knew that but for whatever reason he felt safe and calm when he's with her.

~Bec

"Hey" he said as he sat next to her.
"Morning. Did you sleep well?" She asked
Harry was just about to reply when an almighty scream pierced the calm atmosphere within the Great Hall.
"What was that?" Ginny asked just before Harry bolted from his seat and ran towards the doors in search of the source of the scream.
Ron and Hermione followed suit quickly followed by the DA members and the teachers.
'This is it.' Harry thought wildly as he ran 'This time I finish it. I have to protect her. I have to protect everyone. It's him or me this time.'

This is it.' Harry thought wildly as he ran 'This time I finish it. I have to protect her. I have to protect everyone. It's him or me this time.'

Harry's good hearing had'nt decieved him as he made his way towards the front gate. Fierce pounding erupted from the enchanted wooden gates before the group of faculty and well-trained honorary defenders. A first year, stricken with absolute fear, was shaking like a tuning fork in front of the doors. An "Accio Frightened Child!" from Harry moved the greenhorn out of harm's way. As the young man ran back to the dormitories as quickly as he could, Harry could feel the immidiate warmth of Hermione behind him. At the moment, he felt apprehensive and worried for her safety, even though he knew he could'nt fight to his fullest without her. He was heavily divided. "

The situation did'nt give him the time he needed. The gates splintered from the excessive force. Hermione grabbed his non-wand arm with her hand. The area which the ring once inhabited shined red, and the lion scar begin to emit a golden light once again.

That's it. I will defend 'Mione from whatever is past that door. I have to. I can't live without her. He thought.

"Hermione. Get behind me." She complied instantly.

Even he did'nt expect the giant which crashed through the doors, causing falling wooden and metal debris to fall to the stone floor.

And it was'nt alone.

(Let's bring this back. Seriously, I love this series, and I would want to continue it as much as possible. It's so good.)

(By SoulShine)

Harry saw stone start to fall around him with wood splinters flying like spears, from the giants entrance. Jumping Harry swirled his cloak around him bringing much of the deadly shrapanel dropping harmlessly to the floor.

Harry was starting to feel the power flow through his body, the mix of colors converging inside his body becoming one color with all colors. He jumped at the giant his fist shaking from excitment. This would be it. Harry's fist connected with the bridge of the giants nose as a flash of pure white light was created from the impact and left completely untainted by the bright red blood splashed out.

THe giant had just begun to move to bring its hands over its no broken nose, when Harry turned and connected his heel to the giants temple with another flash of white light.

Leaping off the creatures shoulder with a flourish, Harry landed on his feet after performing a gainer with unnatural grace and ease. The giant toppled over into the stone wall leaving stress fractures in the old rocks.

The magic was begining to stablize inside him and when it did then he would unleash hell on these creatures for attacking this place. He would show them that they chosen the wrong side to join.

Looking behind him through the destroyed door and seeing the numbers, he muttered, " Todays going to be a long one, I can see it already. God I hate mondays."

(By Soul_Shine)

Outside the doors the numbers of creatures was staggering,but that wasn't enough, what was apparantly needed was a giant snake from which to direct the legions.

"What in the hell? What is this a bad B horror movie? Why is there a zombie hoard following orders from Death Eaters?" Monday wasn't looking to good for the boy who lived and the rest of the week wasn't looking much better.

Hermione rushed forward to Harry, "They're not zombies, they're Inferi, the dead given movement by magic. It's very Dark magic, and shows a lack of respect for the dead."

"Inferi, zombies. Same thing, neither one is gonna complain about being killed again. And we can ad another fetish to Voldemorts already long list. Why don't you go and write that list out some place safe and I'll go kick some ass, getting some teachers would be helpful as well."

Harry didn't give her enough to answer before he ran toward the Dark Legion.

With a yell Harry sent off several fire spells that torched the ground around the inferi but surprisingly didn't touch the walking dead. "Just great so much for doing this the easy way, well if you can't burn them into nothing you crush, slice, beat and dismember them into nothing."

Once reaching the hoard Harry first opened up with a right that knocked one flying into the twenty behind it. All of them staggered back to their feet without much problem and the one harry had hit only had a slightly concave chest.

"Blast it! these zombies are hard! What did Mr. Happy pants do? Have a zombie Bellatrix give them all a lap dance?"

It was time for a change in tactics, brute force and fire weren't going to work, it was time to try a little speed and skill. Jumping up and over one inferi harry took its head and snapped its neck its head falling clean off. " Headshot"

A round kick to the face of another managed to rip the head off and explode it out the back. "Double Kill" White fire was starting to form around his hands and feet. He was begining to see a pattern to the movements. One slice of his hand and an Inferi was cut through the shoulders. "Multi kill"

The first Inferi he had taken out began to burn in dark black flames, none of these fires gave off any light if anything they seemed to suck it in.

With every movement Harry made an Inferi would fall, he stayed on one limib or none. everything was being used before these undead monsters could grab him. It became like a dance, a dance with death and of death.

Few sounds were heard coming from the hoard just one voice managed to raise above it.

"M-m-m-m Monster kill... Ludicris kill... Godlike... Holy $#!^"

Harry was a little more than half way through the mess when he saw her, There really was a zombie Bellatrix. Jumping between the black fires Harry stabbed her in the chest with his hand and came out with her heart. "Humiliation, Temple of Doom style. I am a Man though i can admit when i made a mistake, i guess you weren't really heartless after all. I'm sorry, but this a a good look for you. i bet Mr. grumpy pants just loved you. But i think its time for me to get my kicks."

Harry then vaulted forward and split the now heartless inferi with his heel.

In all it took about an hour for all the inferi to fall and begin to burn with the black fire. While the white light around Harry only grew. Now it was time to deal with the next wave of troops. ANd the teachers still hadn't arrived yet, after this was over harry would have to take over... everything. restart the magical government from scratch.

Harry only hoped that this battle wasn't going to last much longer even with the magic suplimenting his stamina he was begining to get tired.

Only one thought troubled him at this point, " I sure could use something to eat right now.


(By Aurabolt)


The idea of pumpkin pies and roast chicken was quicly replaced by detailed visions of sorrow and dismay. Harry knew what was coming next; he had feared them once, but that fear only drove him to achieve strength through casting his Patronus, the physical manifiestation of light and strength formed as a Stag, three years ago. As the dementors, at least twenty-five in number, began to converge on him from above, Harry simply raised his wand towards the dark-robed spectres.

"Expecto Patronum!" He screamed quickly, as a twenty-foot stag raced from his wand and charged the inital assault. the front line, caught off guard by the sudden blast of positive energy, turned into 5 distinct whisps of black smoke within an instant. The reminder were repelled by the impressive show of force, but glided to the far hallway and curved under the charging animal to attack it's master.

Harry was knocked back several feet by the first Dementor that came into range, his fist of solid shadow connecting with the gut of the Boy-Who-Lived. A Dementor's body is incredibly cold, which Harry experienced first-hand as he shivered uncontrollably from his still upright position, and fired another mammal of pure light. The stag impaled his horns into the attacking Dementor, and pushed it back into three more, causing them to dissappear in kind. "That'll teach you." he said as he pulled a chocolate frog from his robes and ate it, wrapper and all. In this dire situation, there would be no time for nutritional value or manners.

The Dementor's response came from their impressive gliding speed, which enabled three of them to get behind the boy to grab his arms and shoulders and pulled them to opposite directions, simulating a cross formed from his head, arms, and legs; a fourth Dementor flew up to his face, and grabbed it on both sides. It's head began to slowly close the distance, signifying the beginning of the Dementor's Kiss.