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"What did Krum want, help with the Tournament?" Parvati asks.
"No, he just likes our company, since we don't..." I trail off as I realize that it's entirely possible that Lavender and the other girl are some of those who fawn over him.
"...well, he likes being treated normal I guess. Anyway, thanks again, Parv." I speak quickly so as not to make a big deal out of it. I grab another hug then wave goodbye, making my way back toward Harry and the others.
Harry is smiling at me and shaking his head. "I see how it is, Hermione steps out for a minute and you immediately go running into the arms of another girl. She will be most interested to hear of this."
I give him a small smile at that but say nothing. Ron asks Harry to play a game of chess to keep his mind off things, to which Harry gladly agrees. In the mean time I have to quietly and repeatedly assure Neville that he did,
in fact, obtain more than enough gillyweed. He kept talking about actually asking Snape for more, though he trembles visibly at the thought. He unconsciously grips at his chest while he's doing this.
My heart jumps when I see the circular outline underneath. Neville notices and sheepishly pulls out the medallion. I can't help but smile so wide that it hurts.
Soon after that, Harry looks up from his game and knits his brows at the clock. "Hermione's still not back yet," he says with concern.
This wipes the smile off my face pretty quick, and Harry notices. "What's going on, William? Uh, I won't tell her about the Parvati thing if you don't want me to."
"It's not that, that's fine, but..." I trail off. How to play this? Obviously I can say I figured it out from the clue, but will they wonder why I didn't say something earlier?
Harry will be distracted, but I can always claim I didn't think it was a very likely possibility. I look three of my roommates and sigh.
"I don't think Hermione's coming back tonight."
"What?" Harry asks, shooting up out of his chair, nearly knocking over the small table he and Ron were using for their game. He looks ready to dash out of the portrait hole, only waiting for me to follow.
"She's okay, Harry, but..." I put up a Privacy Charm for just the four of us. "Do you remember what the egg said?"
The blood drains out of his face. "We've taken what you'll sorely miss," Harry intones in a dull voice.
I nod grimly. "I did consider that it might be something like this, but with the last two lines, I didn't think..."
"Too late it's gone, it won't come back," Harry was back to panic mode again. "William, we have to go get her!"
"Harry, Dumbledore and McGonagall won't let anything happen to her," I say.
"He's right, mate. You can use this as motivation to get her as fast as possible," Ron offers. I close my eyes, knowing that is not the right thing to say.
"I don't care about the damn Tournament, Ron!" Harry's eyes practically glow Killing Curse green, causing Ron to flinch and cower.
"Harry," I say, searching for some way to redirect his ire. Then the solution comes to me. "If we go get her, they'll need someone in her place. They will have taken somebody else from the other Champions as well." His anger starts to give way to concern, and I take a deep breath. "I'll take her place if you want."
"No!" Harry says vehemently.
"Let me, Harry!" Ron blurts out. "I know you're worried about what might happen to her, but I'm not. I know I'll be fine, so let me."
This actually does more to calm Harry than my offer. "I can't let you take her place, Ron, if I'm this worried about her. How can I trade one friend for another like that?" I can tell he's wavering, though.
"Are you kidding me? I'd love to take part in the Tournament! You and William get all the birds, think about what this will do for me!"
I cough out a laugh at the unexpectedness of that, and even Harry and Neville join in with a chuckle. This has a much more thorough calming effect on Harry. "Are you sure, Ron?"
"Absolutely!" I have to smile at Ron's enthusiasm and his ability to calm Harry down better than I could. It reminds me that Ron would have been as close to Harry as I am if I hadn't been here, which makes me feel bad. His jealousy issues crop up far more than they should, but he's a good friend otherwise.
Harry sighs and rubs his face. "Okay, let's go get Hermione."
The four of us head up to our room, where Harry pulls out the Marauder's Map. Once again I'm forced to endure the concern that Moody/Crouch is going to be discovered, but fortunately, this time the Map says Moody is in his office by himself.
Unfortunately, however, Hermione is not to be found.
"McGonagall," Harry says simply, standing up and charging out of our room.
"Should we go, too?" Ron asks.
"You guys go ahead, you don't need me for this," Neville says.
I'm tempted to say the same, but I'm too curious to find out how it goes, so Ron and I both dash out after him. We catch the portrait just before it closes, and while I didn't see any of them, surprisingly none of the Prefects try to stop us.
Apparently they're used to the antics of Harry and friends by now. Harry throws the cloak over the three of us, and Ron and I have to do a sort of crouch-walk to hide our legs as much as possible.
My legs hurt quite a bit by the time we reach Professor McGonagall's office.
"Where's Hermione?" Harry demands, not bothering to greet our Head of House.
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