A/N: So after the preview, the complete chapter is finally here!!! yay! taylorwader in REALLY REALLY sorry that it wasn't up any sooner. Terribly sorry. He wished he had more time during the previous months, but band was too time consuming. With marching band over, I'm back in action and have SOOO many things planned! A new HP FanFic is on the way...and i've begun an Inheritance Cycle (if you read those books also, check it out!!)

This chapter had a completely different idea months ago when I began writing it (that's what the preview was, but i just finished the rest). So i ended up changing a large portion of the plot that has yet to be revealed.

With that said

Enjoy...

Chapter Five: Riddles of Death

"I...I....can't believe I would let him get to me like that! How could I think he would love me! I don't want him to come here this summer! I don't!" Ginny screamed while sobbing into Ron's arms.

"Ginny, listen to me. Harry will be okay. It was just that he was probably taken off guard and did not know how to react. Give him time to think about what he wants. He is my best friend, I think I would know. Just don't worry!" Ron attempted to calm her down. His sister had just talked to Harry.

"No! He did not get taken off guard. He thinks I'm just an annoying girl who is crushing on him. There is no other explanation for it. None!" She responded, through sobs.

"Just calm down and be patient."

The two of them remained for a semi-brief period of time. Ginny retracted herself and pulled her legs into her chest. Her sobbing had slowed to a soft, gentle cry. Ron quietly left the room, leaving his sister in peace. She was the last person to see him.

Making up her mind to do something, she pulled out her luggage case that is usually only packed when leaving for or coming back from Hogwarts. She opened the case and immediately began tossing in spare robes, a few muggle articles of clothing, and her wand before close it and catching up on sleep. She had made plans to leave as soon as she saw the opportunity.

Ginny needs to calm down. I know Harry has a good reason for breaking someone's heart. I wish I could talk to him personally. Ron thought as exiting Ginny's room, leaving her to misery. She just needs time to recover and think for herself. She needs her space. A typical teenage girl. He gently shook his head, a small chuckle escaping his throat.

Ron ended up in his own room. Pig squeaked.

"Oh shut up you bloody bird!"

It was then that Ron noticed it.

The letter.

Dear Ronald Weasley

Son of Arthur and Molly Weasley

The Burrow

In a time where there are conflicts, the conflicting sides must do both things they want, and things they don't want to do. This is one of those things I don't want to do, but it is a must.

I am going to kidnap you.

Think hard, for it is a test you are taking with every movement from now, until you are in my hands. You have forty-eight hours until the end of the test, and forty-eight hours to make contact with me. If you can answer the following riddle, you pass.

I am watching, and if you seem to have gained help from any witch or wizard you know, you fail.

Don't fail.

Unsigned

Ron, breathing incredibly hard and his heart beating uncontrollably, unfolded the second piece of parchment contained in the package. It was the riddle the stranger spoke of.

It read:

I am white. I am black. I am numbered. I have spots.

I can be a game. I can be broken. I have two sets of spots.

I am divided in half.

I am not a Dalmatian.

What am I?

Etched on the bottom of the riddle was: Don't fail.

Ron ran. He packed his few needed belongings and borrowed (well, took) a family broomstick before jumping out the window and taking off. He planned to go to the Granger's if he had known how to. He was entirely unsure if he'd make it there.

He didn't even say goodbye.

Hermione was an excellent reader. She could read many things and retain more than the book even had there to offer. She's read many of the Muggle encyclopedia, before she left for Hogwarts her first year. Has it really been that long? Hermione thought to herself.

Her latest project of reading was War and Peace, for the third time. This year alone.

Just after breezing through the 500's in page count, a tiny, scrawny owl with many feathers evidently missing blew through the window in a puff of wind. The owl had a package. For her.

It read:

Dear Hermione Granger

Daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Granger

Granger Residence

In a time where there are conflicts, the conflicting sides must do both things they want, and things they don't want to do. This is one of those things I don't want to do, but it is a must.

I am going to kidnap you.

Think hard, for it is a test you are taking with every movement from now, until you are in my hands. You have forty-eight hours until the end of the test, and forty-eight hours to make contact with me. If you can answer the following riddle, you pass.

I am watching, and if you seem to have gained help from any witch or wizard you know, you fail.

Don't fail.

Unsigned

Astonished, she read the riddle. This should be easy. She told herself.

A dead man is found in a locked room

hanging from the ceiling 4 ft. above the floor.

The room is completely empty

except for a puddle of water below him.

How did he die?

Scribbled in the corner of the riddle was a message: Don't fail.

Hermione screamed.

A/N: So after reading this chapter, can you tell it changed? You can either PM me or say in a review what you think the answers to Ron and Hermione's riddles are. I won't tell you whether you're right or not until it is revealed in the story.

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