Chapter 7 : Chapter 6: The Letter
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Hermione sighed as she stared out of one of windows that littered the hospital wing, it was a cold and blustery day, students were walking in a huddle, fighting against the strong Winter wind. Their scarves that were wrapped tightly around their necks blew open as a particularly strong gust of wind swept over them. It was the middle of December and Harry was still missing, out in the cold, all alone.
“Are you ready to go Hermione?” He friend Ginny asked, it had been two weeks since Hermione had been admitted to the Hospital wing, only her and a select few knew why. It was too monitor her baby, as she had become so distraught that her baby was at risk, even Ginny her best friend didn’t know that she was pregnant, she just thought that Hermione had had a mental breakdown. It was better this way though, because being pregnant with Harry Potter’s baby in the midst of the most dangerous war, was very dangerous.
“Yes.” Was her short, sharp reply, she really didn’t feel like she needed an escort, but Ginny wouldn’t take no for an answer. After the second time that Harry ran away, Ginny finally got it, she finally understood what Harry meant to Hermione and vice versa. Although right now, Hermione didn’t feel as important to Harry as she used to. Maybe she was more important than what she ever used to be, and maybe that’s why he done this, to protect her…but she didn’t know what his reason was, she was so confused.
“Hermione!” Her other best friend called, waking her out of her revere, she looked up at him, confused to see him running towards her with a thick letter in hand. “Hermione, this came for you this morning, Hedwig brought it.” He panted, he handed her the letter and then leaned against the wall outside the Gryffindor common room.
“Hedwig, are you sure?” She asked and Ron looked at her confused. “Ronald are you sure? She snapped.
“Of course I’m sure; it’s a pretty distinct bird.” He snapped back.
“Are you going to open it?” Ginny asked gingerly.
“Yes, but I want to do it alone.” She replied, they nodded in understanding and Ron gave the fat lady the password. Hermione climbed through first and ran up to her dorm, she bolted the door and drew the curtains around her bed, she put the silencing charm up and took a deep steadying breath, she performed a charm on the letter and it came to life, she so desperately wanted to hear his voice again.
“Dear Hermione,” it read in his sweet voice, immediately a tear escaped from her eye, she wiped it away hastily and listened to the letter. “I don’t know a word in the English language, or any other language, that will tell you how deeply sorry I am I’m not expecting you to believe me but I am very, very, very sorry. I’m not expecting you to forgive me either but I have to this I can only hope that you’ll be waiting for me because I am coming back one day, I just don’t know when… I do realize that I am at risk of getting myself killed but too me it’s worth it if it means you’ll be safe forever. I just hope that one day you’ll forgive me. I’m missing you very much, it’s cold here. I have the flu and my food and water are in short supply.
I think that I am very close to finding the remaining Horcruxes and then I will be home soon. Will you please tell my dad that I miss him so much and I never meant to hurt him like that? I wish things were different and that I didn’t have to do this, but they’re not and this is my destiny that is what I was born to do. You’ve got to understand. Please believe me! All my love and I mean that, Harry.”
The letter stopped speaking and flopped onto the bed. Hermione didn’t know what to do, so she done the thing that she had been doing for weeks and she cried.
After a while she pulled herself together and went to Dumbledore’s office, James and the rest needed to hear this. She was in turmoil and didn’t know what to do, she was constantly being hurt by someone she thought would never hurt her, yet she was tied down to him because she was having his baby. It was defiantly far too much drama for a seventeen year old but this was her life, she choose to be friends with Harry and knew that it wouldn’t be easy, but was it supposed to be this hard? Putting her many questions to the back of her mind, she knocked on the Professors door and awaited an answer.
“You may enter.” Came the croaky voice of her very old headmaster.
“Harry has been in contact with me.” She stated when she’d entered, he immediately sent a patronus to James and Sirius and they were there almost instantly.
“What’s happened?” James asked hopeful.
“Harry sent me a letter.” She said stiffly handing him the letter; he read it and passed it to Sirius.
“He’s sick we’ve got to find him.” James said panicked.
“James that has been very hard to do so far, how do you propose we do that?” Dumbledore asked him.
“I don’t know, Sirius and I can go to all the places he’s going to and see if we can spot him, we have got to try.”
“James he doesn’t want to be found.” Hermione said clearly depressed. They all looked at her in surprise. “I love your stupid son, but this is far too painful I can’t do it any more as far as I’m concerned it’s over between me and him.”
“But what about the baby?” James asked in disbelief.
“He can see it as much as he wants, you both can, but I need to walk away now whilst I still have my sanity.” She said and walked out without looking back, she’d done it she broke free. Was she happy? No, but she needed to do it for the sake of her and her unborn baby, she quickly walked back to her room she could feel the tears threatening to break free. Her heart pounded in her throat and she felt she couldn’t breathe, she had let the love of her life go and it was the most painful and hardest decision she had ever made.
On a particularly cold day Harry shivered once again and wrapped the blanket closer to him, he had just sent Riddle’s ring to Dumbledore destroyed and Hufflepuff’s cup, which he had broken into the Lestrange vault to steal, no easy feat and he was sure he’s end up in the papers for it. But, that was one less piece of soul for Voldemort so that made him happy, he had also destroyed it and sent it to Dumbledore along with the ring. His body was shaking with the cold yet he was dripping with sweat, he had managed to find a place near a very clean river and went out to fill up his water bottle for the tenth time that afternoon. Only as he approached the river, he heard and two people that made him freeze to the spot and his breath catch his throat.
“Do you think he’s here?” One of the men asked in a rough voice.
“Yes, but he’s probably hid himself with some charms” The other man said. Harry stepped back and ran to his tent where he paced the floor. His father and Sirius were out here to find him, he wanted so badly to go and see them, but he couldn’t he was so stupid why did he have to keep in regular contact? He kicked the side of his tent which caused it to collapse making some noise. He heard the two men rush towards the sound of the noise so he stood very still. “Harry?” His dad called. “Harry are you here?” He asked desperately. He stood for another minute before the men returned to their tent; he magically put his own tent back up and breathed a sigh of relief. Feeling guilty he decided to change into his animagus for that he had recently learned and walked down to where they were staying.
“James.” Sirius whispered nudging his friend, he looked up to where his friend was pointing and his heart constricted, not it couldn’t be yet it had to be, a stag was slowly walking towards them and stopped in front of him.
“Harry?” James asked uncertainly as he stared into the stags piercing green eyes that were so like his sons and his mothers. The stag rested its head into his slightly outstretched hand. “Sirius it's Harry” James said delighted and he too started stroaking the stag. “Will you transform please?” James asked, the stag pulled back and shook its head before galloping off. James immediately started to follow it but Sirius stopped him.
“He’s safe and we know where he is” Sirius said and James nodded in understanding.
Two days later and he was still in the same forest and so were his dad and Sirius, they had bought the newspaper that contained the story that he was dreaded.
“Undesirable Number One breaks into Gringotts and the Lestrange’s vault, 10,000 galleons have been offered to capture the boy alive!”
It was followed by a five hundred word text and a picture of him in his fourth year. He suspected that his father was keeping the newspaper because of the picture.
He had also found out that his dad and Dumbledore were keeping regular contact as he often seen Fawkes flying around. Today he had been down by the lake quietly getting water when it appeared suddenly. He listened intently but he wasn’t prepared for what he heard.
“James, Sirius its Hermione she’s very ill you need to come back immediately.” Dumbledore’s voice said before the phoenix disappeared. Harry’s heart constricted in his chest and he felt he couldn’t breathe as his father and Sirius packed up and apparated. Panicking he paced about wondering what to do, Hermione was very ill and needed him, but he hadn’t finished this mission yet. After half an hour of pacing he decided that Hermione was more important to him and he packed up his tent and belongings and he followed his father home.
A.N Ha-ha a cliff-hanger, sorry guys but it was the right place to end this chapter. Please review and let me know what you think.
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