Chapter Seven: Astral Projection
As Harry landed, he stumbled, but managed to keep his balance. Harry looked at his surroundings as his breath caught in his throat at where he was. Tom Riddle's Graveyard…
He couldn't be here, and where are Ron and Hermione. Panic began to flood his body. He walked around the graveyard, as memories came back to him. That was the stone he was chained to while Voldemort rose again…
`Ahh… good times.' Said a high-pitched voice from behind him, sending chills up his spine.
Harry turned around, reaching for his wand, only to find himself face to face to with Voldemort wandless.
`Don't worry, I'm not really here, and neither are you. We are here because of astral projection. Your friends won't notice anything, this is all taking place within a nanosecond. I'm here to make you an offer. An offer that will save your life, or end it!'
`…'
`Join me or die!!!!!' hissed Voldemort.
` Hmmmmmm… try no!!!!' said Harry.
`Your life isn't the only one at stake…I will take her from you if you refuse. Don't decide yet, I will contact you when I want your answer.' And with this, the image of Voldemort swirled and the familiar tugging behind the navel ensued, signalling that his mind was back in his body. They landed with a thud, Harry looking into those deep cinnamon eyes…
Harry walked around with Hermione and Ron, buying their school supplies. Ron was currently yabbering on about something, but Harry was busy thinking about his encounter with the Dark Lord and the brown-eyed beauty staring at him.
`…And then, after the wronski feint, we could try adding in a sloth roll, or maybe a…'
`Harry are you all right? You've been ignoring us for the last 5 minutes.' Said Hermione interrupting Ron.
`Oi!! I was talking here!!' said Ron incredulously.
`Sorry, I was just thinking about yo- stuff. I've just been busy that's all.' Said Harry.
`Are purposely ignoring me?!'
`Are you thinking about Sirius? If you are Harry, then he's with your parents, and I'm sure they're watching over you right now…' said Hermione patting Harry on the shoulder.
True, Harry thought about Sirius sometimes, grieved and blamed himself for his death. But now he was thinking about his choices, what should he do join Voldemort, or risk the death of the love of his life? The decision was obvious; he had to dump Hermione.
`Hermione? Can I talk to you alone for a moment?' asked Harry nervously.
She nodded following Harry, away from the annoyed Ron in their wake. Harry led her behind the Three Broom sticks.
`Hermione, I-I-I don't think that… well… I don't think we should see each other anymore. I just don't feel that way for you anymore.'
What ever Hermione expected, it wasn't this. She stood in front of him, heart broken, with tears forming in her eyes.
`But why do we have to, I thought you said you loved me? And now, all of a sudden, you don't? But this, why?' Hermione burst into tears, running from Harry, back to where Ron was.
END CHAPTER
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