Chapter 10 - Had she?

"Did you get it?" Hermione asked, spotting Ginny running towards them.

"Yeah, it's right here," Ginny replied, holding out the arculus imbarsen in front of her. It glowed brightly, as the sun was being blocked out by the little clouds gathering close to it.

"We better do this fast." Oliver commented, swearing he could hear thunder coming towards them.

"It doesn't matter. The rain won't effect the spell at all." Hermione sat down on the grass.

"Come on," she said, "sit down in a circle."

Oliver sat next to Hermione, who sat next to Harry, who sat next to Ginny. They held hands tightly, the ring in the middle of their circle. It was glowing even more brightly then the night Ginny had saved Draco. It seemed so much farther away then just yesterday.

Only studying next to Hermione that night she remembered. She was looking through a variety of books, Hermione sitting next to her silently. Not exactly mad at her, but not thankful that she had displayed her feelings for Harry to Harry himself. Other than Hermione no one probably knew about Ginny saving Draco's life. Ginny had finally found the book in the library marked 'The Rarest Magical Rings & Necklaces in the Wizarding World', it showed a picture of the green glowing ring she had in her pocket, after taking it from Malfoy. She still remembered the exact words of the book, she had read them a few times before coming to a conclusion:

The arculus imbarsen is a one of a kind ring given to a person(s) to take away a death curse called Desirious Rependium, a serious and rare curse made to only pure blood families. The arculus imbarsen also helps to transfer people from one place to another and protect the person wearing or holding the ring. The ring has never been found or seen since April, 14, 1968, when a powerful wizard named Karim Noclluios used it to transfer himself into the Lacentah Canastra, known to be a myth, this place is behind the Minourical Forest, a most magical place that...

Ginny had noticed someone had ripped off the end of the page, and had then decided what to do. She had ran up to get to Draco.

"Ginny?" Hermione asked, almost shouting.

"Finally, is something wrong?" Hermione asked.

"No, I was just daydreaming."

"Ok, well, let's start."


Draco sat in his room, looking out at the dark gray sky over head, it was going to start raining any second now. It hadn't stopped raining since he had arrived at Hogwarts, which was odd, noting that in November it should be a nice cool breeze outside. The rain had delayed quidditch practices, and the first quidditch game of the year, which should have been yesterday between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.

He looked in his mirror, lifting himself from his bed, and slowly taking off his shirt to find nothing other but scars and unhealed scratches all over his chest.

There was red spots all over his chest, along with minor burns on his back. The pain ached through him. It made him unsteady while walking, and he could hardly lay down on either side of his body without screaming from the pain.

The actions from the past few days had come back to him now. He remembered kissing Ginny, and most of his dream, although not seeing Ginny appear in his mind while he thought about his dream, he waited to remember her being there. He looked out his window again, putting his shirt back on over his scarred body.

The truth was, Ginny had become a part of him for some reason. He felt a need for her. His heart ached everytime he saw her or heard her name. He regreted saying all the nasty, cruel things he had said to her and towards her. But he couldn't seperate himself from what he had done. He couldn't make it stop, his feelings pulsing through his painful body. He didn't know how to at all... but he had taken what he had hated, and made it into a part of him.

He stared, looking down as he spotted four people sitting in a circle on the quidditch field. He only found one red head, which assured him for some reason, that Ginny had told him the truth.

He didn't know who to trust anymore - but for some reason he trusted Ginny.

Hermione positioned herself to look straight into the glowing ring.

"Okay," she nodded at them, all of them nodding back at her as a sign that they were ready.

Hermione closed her eyes gently, taking a deep breath before she started.

She then opened them back up, looking down at the book in front of her.

"Noctra protestana, loso basantan forsen saward sain lorine. Loso basantan forsen saward sain lorine." she repeated this over atleast four times until a large blast of light came from the ring, throwing Ginny, Harry, Oliver, and Hermione in different directions, parting their hands rapidly.

Hermione gasped a breath, and then began coughing, raising herself up to see what had happened.

"Where is he?" said Ginny, getting to her feet, walking slowly to the ring. It was glowing brightly as if the sun was in front of her.

"Hermione?" Harry asked. "Where's Hermione?"

A worried expression came over Harry's face. He needed to find her.

Oliver got up on his feet quickly, running towards Harry, offering his hand to get up. Harry took it, standing up rather unsteadily but able to walk, atleast.

Ginny looked around, trying to find Hermione somewhere out in the field, although she couldn't spot Hermione anywhere.



"Harry," started Hermione, getting to her feet, "Ginny? Oliver?"

She looked around, not feeling she was in familiar territory. She saw a forest in front of her. She gasped. She was where Ron was... she was in the forest.

How could this happen? she thought, How could I be here?

Hermione heard a loud masculine scream coming from straight in front of her, she ran to find Ron, but tripped over a trees root, she quickly got up and ran faster. She jumped over all the traps she had learned about and frequently started taking out her wand to take a curse off. She couldn't find Ron anywhere.

"Ron!" she yelled once more.

"Ron!"

She stopped suddenly at the sight of a hole. She gasped.

That was close, she thought.

She jumped up on one of the tree branches, swinging on it, and then jumping off once she could get past the hole safely.



"Hermione!" Oliver yelled. He was on the left side of the field, looking for Hermione. She wasn't anywhere to be found. It was useless, they could never find her anymore, not now that they don't have an idea in the whole world where she could've gone.

Harry looked down at the ring, and then crouched down next to the book Hermione was reading from. He held the page they were on with his thumb as he looked at the book's title.

'Transporting objects or humans' it read. He looked up to the page she read from, and read the paragraph before the spell.

"Guys!!" he yelled, not looking from the book, but yelling loud enough so Ginny and Oliver ran towards him.

"What?" Ginny asked, out of breath from running.

"She's with Ron. In the forest. This spell... it doesn't transport Ron to us, it transports the person doing the spell to Ron."

"What? But Hermione said..." Ginny started.

"She was wrong." Harry said.

"Harry's right, Ginny. Hermione must have not read right." Oliver added, "How do we get her back?"



Hermione ran past the trees covered with moss, "Ron!" she yelled, and then stopped, taking a breath.

She heard a voice calling to her.

She slowly raised her head, running to the voice, faster and faster. It was Ron's voice.

"Hermione!"

She heard again, running as fast as she could, she got to Ron. He was covered in vines and roots from trees. Hermione gasped, the roots started wrapping around her legs. Hermione quickly took out her wand and said, "Tu La Erisant Hertino!"

She then looked down, the vines wrapping themselves around her hand and body. Ron looked at her with a scared face.

"Ron, come on, you can do it."

Ron took out his wand.

"Just say, Tu La Erisant Hertino." she said calmly, the strong vines coming up to her neck.

Ron pointed his wand at the vines and repeated Hermione's spell. A spark came from his wand, causing the vines to remove themselves from Hermione's body.

Hermione took a deep breath, stretching out her hands.

"Good, where all alive so I'll get to the point. Why the hell are you here? Do you know you could've gotten yourself killed? You would've if I hadn't come along!"

"Hermione, if I wanted a pep talk I would've went to my mom."

"Ehh," Hermione screeched at him.

"Why are you even here?"

"Cause you were getting yourself killed so I came to help you. Well, not exactly. See, you were supposed to come to me instead of me coming to you. Look, if you stop walking then Harry-"

Ron cut her off, "Oh yeah, it's always Harry, isn't it, Hermione?"

Hermione's face changed to a darker expression.

"No, it is not, Ron. Look, you are basically committing suicide if you walk any farther into this forest."

"Too bad." he said, walking past her.

"Too bad?" Hermione yelled, following after him, "Too bad? Ron, stop!"

She gripped his sleeve and turned him around straight towards her.

"Don't do this! Your going to hurt yourself."

"And like I care." Ron answered.

"You don't even know where exactly your going to!" she shouted.

"I do, too." Ron said, lying, "I'm going-"

He hesitated a moment.

"I'm going forward!" he said, he turned back around before Hermione appeared in front of him.

"Don't do this, Ron!"

Ron looked at Hermione unpatiently.

"Think about Ginny!" she said as a last resort.

"Ginny? She's okay?" he snapped out of it, "No, your not gonna get me out of here with mind games, Hermione."

"Stop!" she stood in front of Ron.

"You can't do this." she said.

"Yes, I can."

"No, you can't!"

"Yes, I can!"

"No, you-"

Hermione gently kissed Ron on the lips, bringing her arms around his neck. She could feel Ron trying to get himself to push her away - but not being able to. The kiss lasted only a couple of a seconds - though to Hermione it lasted her whole life. It felt wierd to kiss someone - and actually get kissed back. Harry had never exactly kissed her when she kissed him - but Ron did.

He backed away from Hermione, suddenly feeling he could breathe again.

"What was that-"

Hermione kissed him again.



"Okay, so what do we have to do?" Ginny asked, Oliver positioning himself in front of the ring, just like Hermione had.

"First off, I guess I'll need your ring." he said.

She carefully took it off her pinky finger and handed it to Oliver as she sat down on the opposite side to Harry.

"Okay, this is how it goes. This a tricky spell - but hopefully it'll do okay. Now, the white ring controls the green one so obviously if I get to Hermione and Ron I can call on the green ring to let us come back - and everyone returns safely."

Oliver tried to squeeze the ring on his finger. Ginny laughed as he struggled to fit it on his finger.

"Oh, yeah, laugh it off." he said, humourously. Ginny giggled now.

"Try your pinky finger." she said.

He tried, it fit almost perfectly, as if it was made for him.

"Ready?" he asked, Ginny and Harry nodding at him, they all put their hands together and Oliver started the spell, "Noctra protestana, loso basantan forsen saward sain lorine. Loso basantan forsen saward sain lorine. Noctra protestana, loso basantan forsen saward sain lorine. Loso basantan forsen saward sain lorine." he kept on until another flash had come from the green ring, this one stronger then the last.

When Harry and Ginny had stood up, Oliver was gone.



Oliver Wood landed in the damp dark forest. He got to his feet, walking slowly, making sure he wasn't falling into any traps.

He could swear he heard Hermione and Ron far off to his left, but kept along the forests trail, not wanting to get lost.

Once he came along the vine trap, he noticed the vines on the trees were burnt off on their ends.

He kept going straight. He got to a small clearing from the trees, seeing nothing other than Ron and Hermione kissing.

Oliver smiled, almost laughing.

"You guys ever stopping?"

Hermione gasped and pushed herself away from Ron, seeing Oliver just a few steps in back of them.

"Oh, hi." Hermione smiled, embarrassed.

"Come on, we gotta get out of here."

"How?" Hermione asked.

"The ring," he answered showing the white ring on his finger.

"Okay, hold hands," Oliver said, and then said the spell over again, "Noctra protestana, loso basantan forsen saward sain lorine. Loso basantan forsen saward sain lorine."

An abrupt flash of light flashed from the ring on Oliver's finger, and they all fell onto the quidditch field.

"Finally!" Ginny said, helping up Ron.

"What were you thinking?" Ginny said, Ron smiling although he knew how mad Ginny was.

"It's just happy to know your still alive." Harry smiled.



Ginny knocked on the Slytherin's door. Draco Malfoy opened it slowly, not a sneer on his face but not a smile.

"Hi." Ginny whispered, "Can we talk?"

It was late at night by this time, and she had snuck out of the common room to see him.

Draco stepped out of the room, and shut the door easily.

"What?" he said, unhappily.

"I just wanted to give you these." she said.

"Keep them," he answered back to her.

She looked at him, "Are you sure?"

"Perfectly." he said, turning back to the Slytherin room, until Ginny caught his sleeve and turned him to face toward her.

And she kissed him... it didn't feel right to Ginny because of the fact she was betraying her family if she ever kissed a Malfoy, but for some reason she couldn't stop. She didn't know why she liked Draco so much, although he had a certain sense of charm and he was attractive, she had to think of him. She hadn't fell in love with Draco... had she?

Observation
Okay, so in this chapter you were introduced to the Minourical Forest. The Minourical forest is, in basics, an enchanted forest that you have to go through to get to the Lacentah Canastra. The Lacentah Canastra is an invisible castle that basically, makes nightmares come alive. During the 1700s' many muggles were slaughtered there by witches/wizards because of what i call the 'Blacious War'. Basically, the war was between a group of muggles and a group of witches. The group of muggles were aware of the witch/wizards existance and were prepared to kill them because they were a threat to humankind. As the muggles say atleast. Since the 1700s' the spirits of the muggles were trapped there, as well as many opposing witches and wizards were - the ones that were proven unworthy - mostly, muggleborns. So, it became haunted and known as a deserted area where fears come true. During the 60s, many witches and wizards went to take a chance on searching the place, and all of them turned up dead. Ick. If you want to know more about this, you might want to go to 'history explanations'. Anyways, this apparently a lengthy chapter. This brings up R/H, which I'm sure many didn't want, but this way some of it was H/H and some R/H, I thought it was fair enough. Now you know Oliver is definitely a lead character.