A/N: It's been a long time, I know, I'm sorry. Anyways my excuses are as followed: I work full time, go to school full time, and I have a full time social life, and I've been battling mono. So I am lame at updating, but I bring a new chapter. Also, with all the moving I've been doing, I lost some of my notes and kind of have no idea where I was going with this story last summer but I have an idea and all so I am gonna try and just pick up so sorry if it seems a little bumpy.

Thanks for all the reviews. Those of you who have been here from the beginning, wow, you should have cookies for your awesomeness. Also, someone wrote about Dario and Hermione getting together. I just wanted to clarify that Dario should be around the age of 5-8 (you pick) and Hermione is 17 or 18 in this story. It's more like she has a mothering/teacher effect for him and wants to help him learn, because it's Hermione and she has those characteristics.

Anyways on with the story.
Chapter 11

"Where are we?' asked Ron.

"In the big blue yonder," replied Seamus.

Ron just answered him with a look. The two boys and Dean were sitting up in the crow's nest enjoying a moment away from the busyness down on the ship deck.

"How long till we find the Slytherin?" asked Ron.

"I'm not sure. But according to Harry we're pretty much on track," stated Seamus.

"How can you tell?" mentioned Dean.

"Yeah, seriously," added Ron. "It all looks the same."

"The stars," answered Seamus.

Ron and Dean just looked at each other again. "You do realize it is daytime and the sun is up," question Dean.

"Yeah. But at night the sun isn't up and we can see the stars."

"So you mean to tell me the stars are always there?"

"Of course, where would they go?" retorted Seamus.

"Away, like the sun and moon."

"Well that makes no sense. Just because the sun and moon go away doesn't mean the stars do."

"But it only makes sense since the sun and moon do that the stars would."

"Why is this an argument?" interrupted Ron.

"It's not, I'm just trying to understand Seamus's random logic," answered Dean.

"It's not random. It's perfectly clear."

"No, it's not!"

"What are you guys doing up here, you're supposed to be on deck," yelled Harry from below. "Get down here!"

Ron quickly came down from the crow's nest, glad to be away from the eventual argument that was sure to break out between Seamus and Dean.

"I've never seen you move that fast for duty," joked Harry.

"Yeah, but unfortunately you've never been in the middle of a Dean/Seamus argument."

"What were they arguing about?" asked Neville.

"The stars," replied Ron.

"My grandmum once told me that stars are out even during the day. We just can't see them," said Neville.

Ron and Harry just looked at him; Harry confused as to the statement, and Ron dreading the conversation and hoping Seamus or Dean didn't hear since they were coming down from the nest.

"What? You brought it up," explained Neville confused by their looks.

"Yea I did," replied Ron grudinly.

"Neville, we're going to go below deck. Keep an eye up here please," stated Harry, letting Neville know it wasn't an option.

"Sure thing," he answered.

Once Harry and Ron got below deck, they went to Harry's quarters where Ginny was waiting for them.

"So what's up. I just stood watch for a night shift and I would like to go to bed," explained a none to thrilled Ginny.

"I just got word from the Ravenclaw, that the Slytherin was in the waters off of France about a week ago," stated Harry.

"Really?! Did they say which way she was headed?" asked a now awake Ginny.

"They said southwest."

"So we can catch them. We're about a four days sail behind them," stated Ron.

"Well, they are sailing too, and we don't know where they are headed," replied Harry. "I just figured I would share that news. Anything is good right now."

"Don't worry Harry, we'll get Hermione back," comforted Ginny.

"I know, I just can't help but wonder if she is okay and if we could've prevented it."

"Yea, mate, I understand where you're coming from. But we gotta stay hopeful. You know Hermione, she's strong and probably driving Malfoy insane," stated Ron. Ginny and Harry just looked at him confused.

"Just last night you were ranting about Malfoy throwing Hermione over board and if he did you'd kill him," retorted Harry when Ron looked at him confused as to why he was getting weird looks.

"Well, I can be logical sometimes."

"You should show it more often," joked Ginny. The three friends laughed at Ginny's remark. Once they were quieted Harry continued, "Also, we will be meeting the Ravenclaw in a day and picking up one of their sailors."

"Just what we need," complained Ginny. "Another hungry mouth to feed, who is sloppy, rude, crude, gross, and smelly."

"Oi, I resent that. I bathe every now and then. Besides you chose to be on a ship overfilling with males even though mum, dad, and I insisted you didn't," explained Ron.

"Actually it's a girl," interjected Harry before the siblings could start arguing.

"Oh in that case, more the merrier," answered Ginny.

Both boys just looked at each other and smiled. The three then talked about the accommodations for the new sailor and other important information, as well as, trying to plan the next step in rescuing Hermione and wondering about what terrible torture she was experiencing.

"Will you stop that horrible scratching," yelled an angry Draco. "It's pure torture, none no captain should receive from a prisioner. I order you to stop!"

"I always write in my journal when I wake up," answered a just just as angry Hermione. "You know you can always leave my quarters."

"My head hurts too much to move."

"Maybe you shouldn't have drank so much."

"Maybe you shouldn't be a know-it-all. It's quite annoying you know."

"Good."

Just as the two were glaring at each other ready to start another verbal spar, Morgan burst in. "Hermione, have you seen Malfoy? He's missing!"

"I'm right here," answered Draco.

"What?" replied a confused and shocked Morgan.

"He's right there. And feel free to move him out of here," explained Hermione who had gone back to writing in her journal. "I want my bed back so I can catch up on my sleep since it was taken away from me by a drunken dunderhead last night and his blasted snoring."

"I do not snore," answered an outraged Malfoy.

"Yes you do," answered Hermione right back, now stopping her writing.

"I do not snore. I just talk when I sleep."

"More like grunt."

"Hey, I do not grunt either."

"No you grunt-snore."

"Grunt-snore? That makes no sense. It doesn't even exist."

"Obviously it does, you do it."

"I do not!"

"Yes you do. You kept me up all night doing it!"

"I told you, I don't snore, I talk. You didn't realize I was talking and instead mistook it for grunt-snoring, whatever that is."

"It wasn't a language Draco."

"Yes it was."

"Name the language."

"Uh…"

"That's what I thought."

"Captain."

"Captain?"

"Captainese."

"Malfoy, that's total bologna and you know it."

"No, it's what Captains speak to each other because in my dream I was talking to another captain."

"I highly doubt that."

"Well, I'll prove it to you."

"How do you plan to do that?"

"Let me sleep in here with you again," answered Draco cheekily.

"What? He slept in here with you?" questioned a curious Morgan.

"Not by choice. He just passed out," explained Hermione.

"Yea, but not before you gave me a good night kiss," replied Draco.

"WHAT!" screeched Morgan.

"I did no such thing!" Hermione yelled back outraged totally unaware of Morgan's outburst. 'How dare him. I did not such thing.' "You forced yourself upon me!"

"You wanted it."

"I did not."

Morgan quickly realized where the argument was headed and quickly decided to divert it. Besides, she wanted to talk to Hermione.

"As much as I hate to interrupt your lovers' spar," interrupted Morgan who quickly received death glares from the two. "Malfoy, Blaise and Dorian need you on the bridge."

"Tell them no," replied a stubborn Draco. He wasn't ready to leave Hermione yet, he was having too much fun arguing. Also, as he reasoned with himself, didn't want to work, his head hurt too much.

"They say it's urgent."

Realizing he need to step up and be captain, he got out of bed making sure to show his discomfort by moaning. He then winked at Hermione, glared at Morgan, and walked out the door. As soon as the door had shut, Morgan quickly pounced on the opportunity to question Hermione. "So, you and Malfoy?"

"Are enemies. I hate him."

"You let him sleep here."

"He's too heavy to move."

"His shirt was off."

"I didn't notice."

"Unlike last night?" At that comment Hermione blushed scarlet and knew Morgan had her.

"Only a tiny peak." Morgan burst out laughing. "Okay, I peaked a lot," amended Hermione.

"And you kissed?" asked Morgan.

"Well, more like he forced his lips onto mine and I did nothing," explained Hermione.

"Works for me."

"Hey! You're supposed to side with me," stated Hermione.

"You can't tell me you didn't enjoy it," prodded Morgan.

"Okay, maybe a little," giggled Hermione. "But he's so pigheaded and frustrating and an arse."

"But you're attracted to him?"

"I don't know."

"Fair enough, I mean he did kidnap you," reasoned Morgan.

"You know, I had actually been starting to forget that."

"And I believe he is too." Hermione looked at Morgan clearly waiting for clarification or more information on the subject. However, she was disappointed when Morgan changed the subject. "Anyways, I have to go back on deck, I am on watch. I'll come visit some more when I am off."

"Okay," replied Hermione. Morgan then left leaving Hermione to ponder over the recent events.

I know not much, sorry, but it's midnight and I'm exhausted. Hopefully since I am now on summer break I can write more. But I am taking summer school and working fulltime and do want to enjoy my summer. Also if you are following my other story Childhood Pasts, I am going to try and update that one next, but really it depends upon my mood, muse, and time, but from the reviews I feel bad for flaking, I just don't have time. Anyways hope you enjoyed it, and I didn't leave a cliffy, or not a big one at least.