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CHAPTER 45

Hermione walked out of the woods. She saw three people up in the cemetery. She groaned. She supposed she could apperate from the woods. She turned and was about to walk back into the woods when she heard a voice yell "Hermione." Hermione blinked. "Ron?" she muttered. She turned and walked into the cemetery. She saw Harry, Ron, and Hermione only a mere feet away. "Oh good, you're alright." Ron cried as he hugged Hermione close to her. "Listen, Herm, you have another stalker." "I know." Hermione replied. Ron blinked. "You know?" he asked. Hermione nodded. "Hermione, your grandmother was the wolf. Polyjuice potion. It looks as if someone else in the wizarding world has a grudge against you." Harry told her. "Well, it's not Malfoy." Ginny muttered. Harry nodded. Ron still looked worried. He looked his wife over slowly. "Mione, did something happened in the forest?" he asked. "Yes." Hermione answered. She started to explain what had happened when Harry's cell phone rang. "Stupid law." Harry muttered to himself as he took his cell phone out. 'Hello?" he answered. Ginny waved her husband off. "Don't worry about him. Finish telling us what happened." Hermione nodded and finished explaining the story. "What's wrong?" Harry cried on the phone. Ginny, Hermione, and Ron all turned to look at him. "Wait...hello? Hello?" Harry called. He hung up the phone. "God d*mmit!" "Who was it?" Ginny asked. "Blaise Zabini." Harry replied. "He's at the hospital. He said there is something wrong with Shadow."

"What is it?" Hermione asked. Harry shook his head. "I'm not sure. He didn't say." he answered. "But I better go!" "Ooo, I want to go too!" Hermione cried. "No." Harry replied. "Ginny, take Hermione and Ron back to our house. I'll be home soon to settle this whole mess." Ginny nodded slowly. "NO!" Hermione cried. "I want to go. And besides, shouldn't I be with an auror? I mean, we all agree that I have another stalker. Where would I be more safer? In a priavte home or in a hospital full of people?" Harry groaned. "Fine." he reluctantly agreed. "But stay out of the way." Hermione nodded with a triumphant smile. Harry disappeared. Ginny, Hermione, and Ron followed. They appeared in the hospital. The hospital looked normal. It didn't look as if anything was in danger. Harry hurried down to Shadow's room. Hermione, Ginny, and Ron were close on his heels. Harry pushed the door open and walked inside. The three followed them. Hermione slowly looked around. "There's nothing wrong." she said. She looked up at Harry. Harry blinked and walked slowly over to Shadow. He checked the machines that she was hooked up too. He wasn't a healer or anything, but nothing seemed to be wrong. "Where's Zabini?" Ron asked. A moment later, Blaise ran into the room. He was breathless. He grabbed onto the wall and took a few deep breaths. "I came as soon as you called, Potter." Blaise told him. "Now what's wrong with Jessica?" "Wait, I called?" Harry asked. Blaise nodded. "No, Zabini, you called me." Harry snapped. Blaise shook his head. "No, you called me." he hissed. That is when the door slammed shut. They turned to see....

Monday
February 18th, 2008
7:37 pm
London, England
Neville Longbottom's Apartment

Neville sat in his office. Daily Prophets covered his desk. The papers dated from that day until months prior. Neville was carefully reading each of Scarlet Rose's articles. She seemed so familiar to him. He just couldn't place where he had seen her before. He dropped the last paper onto the desk and he leaned back into his chair. He sighed and ran his fingers through his growing hair. He would need a haircut soon. He looked warily at a picture of Scarlet in one of the papers and that is when it hit him. He jumped up. He pushed his chair back and tore from the room. He grabbed his cloak and disapperated. He appeared outside Dean Thomas's house. He knocked on the door. A moment later, Dean answered the door. He saw it was Neville and started to shut the door. Neville pushed his foot in between the door and the doorframe, stopping it from closing. Dean glared at him. "I know who Scarlet Rose is!" Neville cried. Dean looked at him suspicously. "Oh?" Dean asked. "Grab your cloak, let's go!" Neville ordered. He turned and started to walk down the porch. He saw Dean wasn't following and he stopped. He turned and saw Dean still standing in the door. "Come on!" Neville hissed. Dean sighed and grabbed his cloak. He put it on and then closed his door. "I'm probably going to regret this." Dean told him. "Come on!" Neville said again and pulled him off.

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