Secrets
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Chapter 18
Hermione slowly rouse herself awake, she looked around puzzled, wondering why she wasn’t in her room, she closed her eyes as she waited for the effect to wave by and let her mind be clear again, she opened her eyes and gasped when she recognized the room that she was in, she sat up on the bed and looked around, hoping that she was wrong
There was a knock at the door and she looked toward it with fear in her eyes.
Harry walked toward the lake, Krum had kidnapped Hermione and they had no idea where to start, he sensed someone come up behind him and saw Dumbledore standing there.
“What am I going to do?” Harry whispered and Dumbledore felt his heart breaking for the young man in front of him, he had been through hell ever since he arrived at Hogwart yet it was nothing compared to what he was going through now.
“I don’t know Harry, as much I wish I had the answers I don’t.” Dumbledore admitted and Harry hung his head.
“You know, she doesn’t deserve this, How could anyone want to hurt her?” Harry demanded; Dumbledore kept silent, knowing that Harry needed to let it out. “She has a huge heart, she warm, caring, gentle. I just don’t see how anyone would want to hurt her.” Harry listed off, all his fears for Hermione that had been building up since he first met her was now coming loose. “I mean, In first year, a troll almost killed her, Second year she was petrified, third year she was exhausted and almost attacked by Dementors, forth year Krum was following her about and she was scared for me, she even stayed up all night in order to help me learn a spell, Fifth year she was attacked and almost killed. Voldemort wants her dead because she is a muggle and my best friend and it’s not fair!” Harry snarled.
“Harry, if I’m not mistaken I believe that your care for Miss Granger goes beyond what you believe, you seem to think that you just love her yet we all get the impression that you are IN love with her.” Dumbledore said and Harry nodded as he looked toward Dumbledore.
“I think you might be right, it just that, I didn’t know what I was feeling when ever I was around her.” Harry admitted and Dumbledore looked at him.
“When did it first start?” Dumbledore asked and Harry had a goofy smile on his face.
“Since the first time she stepped into mine and Ron’s compartment and asked us if anyone had seen a toad, there was something about her that attracted me to her. When I heard that she was crying in the toilets, my heart broke and I wanted to go to her but I didn’t dare to because I didn’t want to upset her even more. When I remembered that she was in the toilets and hadn’t heard about the troll, I panicked and had to force Ron to come with me. After seeing her petrified, I was scared out of my wits, I really thought she had died or something and seeing her so still just tore my heart out. Every time I see her in danger I just literally lose it and it makes me want to protect her even more.” Harry said. Everyone was listening from behind them; they all had followed Dumbledore and were touched at what Harry was saying.
“How come you haven’t told Miss Granger this?” Dumbledore asked and Harry turned around to face him with a stunned look on his face.
“Are you mad?” Harry asked with disbelief in his voice. “Voldemort would do anything to get to me and he would see Hermione as my weakness. He killed everyone that I love and I’m not going to lose Hermione to him. No it’s better that she doesn’t know that I love her, it keeps her safe.” Harry said with determination in his voice, Dumbledore was about to argue but shook his head in defeat, the boy was too much like his parents, both of them could be stubborn when they wanted to and there was no changing their minds.
Ron and the rest of the students looked at each other with a determined look on their face. They were going to get Harry to admit their love to Hermione whether it was going to kill them or not!
Hermione looked at the figure as he stepped into the room.
“What do you want with me?” Hermione demanded.
“Oh sweetie, I don’t want anything to do with you, you are merely bait for my master.” Krum said with an evil smile and Hermione looked at him confused.
“Bait? Master?” Hermione asked and Krum nodded.
“Yes, My master had been wanting you for a while in order to lure Harry into his trap.” Krum smirked and Hermione’s eyes widen.
“You mean…” Hermione asked and another figure stepped into the room.
“Yes, that’s right my dear mud blood.” A cold voice said with happiness. Hermione gasped when she looked into a pair of red blood eyes.
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