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CH1

The Letter

"Hermione you just got out of the hospital wing, you should go to bed." Harry said sitting down next to her holding a small glass of amber liquid. Hermione eyed the drink; she was sure she knew what it was and did not like the idea of Harry drinking firewhiskey.

"Harry, where did you get that?" She had to ask sitting her book down. She looked into his eyes he never could lie to her, but she saw a calmness there a calmness she had never seen in his eyes before, but was it just the whiskey. He did not seem drunk, but knew she would never truly know, from just a look.

"Twins sent it to Ron, as a congratulation gift for the D.O.M" Hermione rolled her eyes, that would be something those two would do. She shifted to look at him better, hiding the sharp pain from her wound as she did; you still should not be drinking."

Harry grinned. "I know, I've only had two, but I feel very relaxed, this one was trust at me my a very tipsy Ron as I tried to leave. The four of them up there have almost finished the whole bottle, in fact may have by now. Now why are you not in bed? You need your rest Hermione." His eyes instinctively looked at her chest as he did and she knew he had seen the pain she was truly in, the pain potion was wearing off and she could not take another till morning, it was going to be a very long night. Being able to read her like no one else, Harry hit the nail on the head. "You can't take another potion can you?" He asked worriedly.

Hermione smiled, he always worried about her almost as much as she worried about him. "I will be fine Harry." She said starting to stand, but with the added weight of the book causing even more pain, she could not quite stand and sat back down quickly.

Harry smiled worriedly and held out the shot glass. "Here take this; it might take the edge off, at least until you fall asleep." Hermione looked at he offered glass before taking it. It only took a moment for Hermione to convince herself that it may indeed help and drank the shot down. Harry almost laughed when steam poured from Hermione ears, but he held it in, until Hermione's glare. Then they both broke into laughter, a laughter they both needed.

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Harry was shaken awake. "Harry Potter sir, you must get up, you cannot be found like this." Harry looked around he was in the common room, his half undressed, pants undone actually more than undone they were around his ankles, but when he tried to sit up he found what could only be Hermione's head on his shoulder.

It came to him then. What they had done and he shook Hermione. Hermione sat up and looked around and realizing the same thing that Harry had she turned to him in first confusion, fear, then to Harry's surprise horror before she bolted up the stairs, leaving her book and frilly white knickers behind.

Harry watched the stairs for a few moments confused before picking up her book and clothing and taking it up with him to give to her later taking one glance to make sure no other clothes where left behind.

Harry showered and then waited down stairs for Hermione. After an hour, the tower had finally started to wake up but Hermione had not returned so Harry opened the runes book and started to try to make sense of the symbols.

Harry read until a shadow fell across the book and looked up expecting Hermione but finding Lavender and Pavarti. "Hermione says she's not feeling well, and she said if you were waiting for her to go ahead without her."

Harry sent up some food with Dobby and went down to the Great Hall for his own. Hermione did not come down for lunch or dinner so Harry sent up food for them also. Harry was getting worried but Ron was not, but he had a point, if she was really sick she'd go to Madam Pomfrey.

The next morning Hermione finally came down. "Are you feeling better?"

"I'm OK, Harry, thank you." She was polite but she almost would not meet his eyes and her smile did not meet hers. Harry followed as Hermione and Ron talked on the way to breakfast. Harry sat across from them as they talked almost ignoring him.

Two days later Harry started thinking. Hermione was now ignoring him would not even look at him. She hated him, wished they had not done what they had. At the very least, she would never trust him again; at the worst, he had raped her. That realization hit him like a punch in the gut. He had raped her.

Harry stood up and headed for the doors. He felt the tears down his face but did not care. He pushed through the doors and bowled over Susan Bones and knocked Hannah Abbot to the side. Harry hastily helped Susan up, saying. "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

"It's ok, thanks," but she noticed the tears. ", what's wrong." Susan had never had a conversation with Harry Potter even with all those classes in the DA she had never had the nerve but here he was clearly hurting from something. She had never pictured him crying, he just did not seem capable of doing something so human, but when she was righted she forgot all about Harry, she felt like crying her ankle felt like it was fire and she cried out. "Ahhh."

Hannah lifted the hem of Susan's robes and found a rapidly bruising and swelling ankle. Harry took one look at the ankle and attempted to pick her up but could not quite do it so he pulled his wand and using a lightening charm lightened her to a more manageable weight. As Harry started to carry her towards the infirmary, a very embarrassed Susan buried her head in his shoulder and groaned. "What am I hurting you more?" Harry asked as he slowed to a slow walk. Susan groaned again but shook her head no and Hannah giggled. Harry stopped and turned to her. "What?"

"You kind of just said she was fat." Hannah said looking at Susan sympathetically as Susan groaned and buried her head even deeper.

Harry looked horrified; even in his limited knowledge of women he knew never let a girl think she was fat. "NO! Susan?" Susan did not look up. "Susan?" she still would not look up. He turned to Hannah. "Make her look at me." Hannah slowly lifted Susans head. "You are beautiful, perfect even." Harry blushed when he realized what he just said but Susan beamed before turning a completely new color of embarrassed red and buried her head in his chest again. Lost Harry turned to Hannah again. "What I do?" Hannah tried to hide her grin and just shrugged leaving Harry in the dark the rest of the way to the infirmary.

As Madam Pomfrey worked on Susan ankle, Susan asked again, even though Harry had stopped crying but he still looked depressed. "Harry what's wrong?"

Harry shifted nervously. "It's was nothing, but I'm going to fix it tonight."

Both girls saw the sadness in his eyes and heard the reluctance in his voice to talk to them about whatever the problem was. He needed someone he knew better making Susan sigh. "It's ok Harry we understand, you barely know us, but I'm sure Hermione will listen."

Harry suddenly stood and backed away fearfully even startling Madam Pomfrey. "NO, I can't she hates me I've ruined everything, no!" He said shaking his head as he continued to back up before turning and running out the doors leaving the three girls/women stunned and confused.

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With her ankle healed Susan stormed into the great hall still looking for Harry, neither Hannah nor her had been able to find him and each were hoping to find him at lunch but he didn't show but Hermione had and Susan watched as she seemed oblivious sitting next to Ron. Susan finally stood as Hermione did and crossed to her before she made it to the doors. Susan tried to be civil but it came out far short of that. "Where's Harry?"

Hermione stopped and looked confused. "I don't know I haven't seen him." Hermione said looking back as she just realized that fact.

Susan tried to calm herself. "When did you last see him?"

Hermione froze for a moment. "I…I saw him this morning at breakfast."

"Really." Susan practically yelled and Hannah put her hand on her shoulder hoping to get her to calm down. She knew getting Susan upset took a lot but once she got going there was no slowing her down. At Hannah's touch, Susan took a deep breath and slowly released it. "So you don't hate him?" at Hermione's confusion Susan continued. "He thinks you hate him." Susan crossed her arms. "Why would he think that?"

"Hate him." The shock was evident across Hermione's face. "I could never…" Hermione stopped as the horror of how she may have been treating Harry became apparent. "Oh no!"

At hearing, this Susan lost her battle. "What did you do bitch!" Susan's yell brought the whole hall to a standstill.

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At dinner, an owl landed in front of a very surprised Hermione. The whole hall stopped, it was not everyday that an owl brought mail during dinner. What made this occurrence stranger was the fact the owl was Harry's snowy white owl and everyone knew Harry was missing. Professors and students alike searched the castle but found no hide or hair of him. His trunk and all his possessions were even missing from his dorm.

Hermione sat stunned not moving to retrieve the letter until professor Dumbledore attempted to retrieve it and was nearly bitten. "You'd better take it Miss. Granger."

With shaking hands, Hermione undid the knot while Hedwig rubbed her head against her hand. Once the letter was removed, Hedwig took off. Hermione watched as she soared up and out of the great hall as tears that had only just stopped just an hour before started anew. She now had an audience half the Great Hall was behind her waiting for her to open the letter.

Dear Hermione

I understand why you hate me; I took something from you that should have been given to the one you truly cared about. You weren't in your right mind and I should have known that. I'll accept any charges you or your parents bring against me; my only request is that you hold off until this thing with Voldemort is over.

Voldemort wants me dead, it's something that we should have known since well since forever but now I know why, it's that prophesy. The same prophecy that nearly got you killed. A prophesy that I should have been told of years ago. The one I should have been trained to use my magic for, instead of being locked in a cupboard and being beaten because of it.

I should have listened to you and studied more, it's no longer a game, it's my life, or it will be my death. I'm not learning what I need to at Hogwarts and I can't count on the Headmaster to change that so I will learn on my own.

Even if you don't truly hate me I know you'll never trust me again but please listen. Leave… you and your parents leave, run, and get as far away from Britton and Voldemort as you can, you and your family will be a big target for him, everyone knows I'll walk through hell to save you or he'll torture and kill you just to hurt me.

Hermione you know there are other magic schools out there, I'm not going to suggest anywhere, its best I don't know and you just disappear.

HP

Authors Notes:

Yes a cliff hanger, but the story is called Missing Harry.

This story is finished, seven chapters in total, I plan to post once a week, while I work of other stories, in the little time I have, hoping to finish another before the last chapter of this is posted.