Imagine Us

Chapter 21:

A/n: Phew! I went back and edited my WHOLE story guys! I feel accomplished, I've learned a lot about grammar now, and have decided to use it here. So, please go read! I edited a whole load, spelling, grammar, paragraphs, and I'm officially proud of this story. Ily!😂🙈

Harry's POV:
I don't know what to think anymore, after all that's happened. I can't say I'm enjoying just sitting here, scrawling out plans in the the Weasleys' house, but I do it for Hermione. I came up with a detailed plan that will work. I stare at the wall and recite the plan in my head, when Ron bursts in.
"I've got a plan, mate!" I exclaim. "I need to tell you, Draco Malfoy is involved."
Ron groaned, but urged me to go on, and I did. I told him the entire thing.
"We break in to the Ministry, for the millionth time, and get Hermione's location, because they won't give it to us without her permission. Once we get the location, Draco Malfoy comes in. I'm bringing the diary, and ripping out the couple pages I want to show him, if he doesn't tell us the truth, we'll drug him, if he does, my life will be a lot easier. Next, we take him to her location, and she might be far away by now, which is why we need your family, and a couple of side characters to come with us.
(FUNNY, LAUGH😂)
"We'll need to get to her location, which will obviously take a while, and take her home, and if she resists, we'll drug her, and if she doesn't, yet again, my life will be a lot easier. We'll need a huge Apparition train, and a lot of supplies."

Ron pretty much freaked out on me, "Bloody hell, Harry! We'll need weeks, days..."
"Calm down, I have supplies.." I thought of where I could get supplies.
"What is it with you and drugging people?" Ron laughed.
"Not sure," I laughed with him. We compromised the plan, Ron said we would have to grab supplies from a couple of shops around the area, and we'd rush to Hermione's aid, wherever she was. I was scared, nervous about what I would say when I saw her, but I knew, deep down, this was the right thing to do. At least I hoped.

Later that day, I persuaded George and Ginny to come with us, and Neville and Luna responded by owl. I've got my team. I was excited, and Neville was the one who knew about plants, that helped a lot. We could grab herbs, and maybe berries, I'm not sure. Neville told me that Luna needed to come along, and plus, she was one of my best friends at Hogwarts. Mrs. Weasley made tea and biscuits for us as I strategized my plan to them. Mrs. Weasley agreed stubbornly, and Mr. Weasley was on board the entire time. The next day, we'd be off.

That night, all I could think about was saving Hermione, how I'd be a huge hero to her, and finally get her back, for good. "Honestly, Harry, the way you're describing the diary entry to me, it's sounds a bit like she doesn't want to be found. I mean she didn't even want you to know she was alive." Ron said to me later that night. I frowned and thought about it, long and hard. She wants to be found, I know she does. I smiled at my own common sense. She can't just not want to be found, everyone needs to be found, let's face it. I was tired, I didn't answer Ron, and I wasn't planning to. I turned over on to my side and fell asleep uneasily.

"Morning!" Ron's cheery voice came from the other side of the room. I realized today was the day, and jumped up from my bed without effort. I put my glasses on my face and felt the light adjust against my eyes. "Eat a hearty breakfast, Ronnie, it's going to be a hella long day." I put my hands through my hair and got dressed. I ran out of the room and down the steps, and walked casually to the table. I smiled and sat down, mulling the plan over and over in my head. I felt my brain pound as the plan flowed through as if it had been doing so all night. I knew it probably did, so I now memorized the plan by heart. Ron ate an uneasy breakfast, Ginny and George ran upstairs to gather their belongings, and finally Neville and Luna were apparating here at noon. I was too excited to talk, so ran upstairs to pack. Mrs. Weasley was whispering to Mr. Weasley, probably about the Daily Prophet in her hand.