all of you I have no Ahnnug what I do here ................ LJ cuts do not work. So out of it does what you want.
* goes in a daze * ray
~ The call answer unknown
Prolog
A call is sent
"Come on, Harry, hurry up ... this time it really seems seriously to be. Moody sounded urgent. "Hermione rushed down the hallway to the flying staircase, and drove to Harry, hanging his views on a secluded pumpkin was still that anyone had been placed on a window sill. The candle in his hollowed-out interior still flickered and lit up the grinning visage, which had been carved into it.
nostalgia-filled Harry. Today was Halloween, but no one thought in mind to celebrate the Hogwarts. Albus Dumbledore's death since a half years ago there was nothing in the magical world as Harry had known it. The world as he knew it, collapsed into itself. Death Eaters infiltrated all areas of life that He had learned to love. Hogwarts school was no more. It was a bastion, directed by Aurors who were trying desperately to make Voldemort resistance.
Harry had lost hope long ago. Day after day they fought a seemingly losing battle to keep at least Hogwarts, which had become the last bastion of upright magician and every day people died for this purpose in the hope that Moody and Wizards of the Ministry made it to institute a ban, could make sure of Hogwarts. So ensure that there is at least an autonomous zone in a form of Death Eaters could overrun the world, which could take refuge in those based on Voldemort's death lists were.
"Harry ..."
Harry turned around. "I'm coming."
Hermione stood at the door of the flying staircase. Impatience and anxiety were reflected in her eyes. Harry knew that he told her not easily made. She was always there for him, urged him to if he felt no more to do it and encouraged him when the hopelessness overcame him.
She was his rock solid, the best friend that you could get. Harry trusted her unconditionally and she did not deserve that constantly worried for him. Accordingly determined to crack it together. He did not want to make it even more difficult.
"You have it right now so hurry up plunging into the fight," he joked, put her arm around her shoulder and pressed her a quick kiss on the temple.
Hermione pushed him to the elbow in the ribs. "Let the jokes ..." you never rushed into the fight. Moody had forbidden her, because she was instrumental in the development of the shields. Harry laughed softly and drew her a little tighter. He knew Hermione would not understand it wrong. After all, they knew only as his greatest secret.
arrived moments later, the entrance hall. There was chaos. Forces were getting ready, from somewhere Moody barked commands, while Kingsley Shacklebolt and Remus Lupin, the groups most obviously einwiesen portal for their operations, but that it was not what Harry's eye was caught.
The first thing he was stabbed in the eye, Ron and Lavender Brown, who at the foot of the steps adopted to become familiar long way from each other, they kissed each other, as would there's no tomorrow.
Harry turned and looked at Hermione. The smile vanished from his lips. There were moments when he could not bear it simple, although the two of them were for ages a couple.
"Okay ... guess talk our ways."
The smile on Hermione's lips was sad. Harry had no doubt that she knew what was in front of him and a moment later she threw her arms around his waist, pulled him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Pass up on, Harry." Harry returned her embrace, tired, desperate and hopeless. It occurred to anyone, the Hermione drew him here a little tighter. "I mean it. Take care, Harry. We need you. "
" I'll give me trouble. I sign when we get back. "She nodded, as he turned away.
"Ron ..." Lavender and Ron had finished their farewell orgy and the redhead sat in Remus Lupin in the direction of movement. At Harry's reputation back, he stopped again and looked toward him, grinning.
Harry returned the grin and hurried to get down the stairs. He and Ron were in a team and knew Harry very clearly what Hermione had played. Guiltily he threw one more glance over his shoulder and waved her a last time. She smiled and winked at her Harry before turning back Ron.
But it was not Ron, he saw at the foot of the stairs in front of him. There he was, three levels deep. Irritated, he slowed his pace and he could see the same irritation on the face of his label image. That could mean no good.
Alarmed Harry's gaze flew to left and right, but no one seemed to notice that he was twice on the stairs and while he himself was still available, moved to continue their opposite undeterred, although he no doubt also saw.
"No ..." it seemed almost soundlessly on his lips, but it was too late. His mirror image ran right into him and the world around him stopped to exist.
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top of the stairs was almost Hermione are the heart, as Harry turned around and stabbed on the steps as wildly saw before his eyes stuck to her and he looked at her in a way, as it still had seen of him.
And then he smiled. Hermione's lips parted, but she could not utter a sound. She felt only how her blood rose in her cheeks and she suddenly got the feeling that dreams may yet come true.
That was exactly what she had come to his senses. This dream would never come true. Not with her Harry, for you loved Harry and Ron would never see Sun She had the wand in his hand faster than ever before, and pointed it at the guy who looked like their best friend. "Not a step further. Keep still smiling from the spot. "
only Harry apologetically, his hands stretched out of hand and did not even try for the magic wand to grasp.
tbc