Oliver Wood & the Reluctant Contestant

Twisted History

Hermione woke up feeling both cold and uncomfortable. It was also very dark and dank. She patted where her mattress should have been but felt cold, hard cobblestone.

"Hello?" She yelled. It echoed back to her. "What happened last night?" Hermione muttered as she got off the floor.

She could feel a cold stare. Hermione whirled to where she thought it came from. "Who's there?" She yelled. It echoed back. "You coward show yourself, I know you're there!" There were an echoes of theres but nothing appeared. Hermione could still feel the glare.

She put her hands to the sides trying to feel for the wall. Her eyes had adjusted just a bit to the dark that she could sort of see that she was in a long corridor. But she couldn't see who or what was glaring at her. It was starting to freak her out.

"Get a grip of yourself, Hermione Granger." She said to herself trying to calm her racing heart.

"Oliver you have to calm. We'll find her, I promise. And she's a fighter, she'll be fine." Harry said.

"You'll find her! She shouldn't be lost. I knew I should have taken her away from here the minute I found out about the accidents but I was too damned selfish. I wanted her here with me. It's all my fault." Oliver said putting both his hands to cover his face. "All my bloody fault."

"No it's ours. We were sent here to protect her. Now she's lost. What great protectors we are." Neville said bitterly.

"Oh for Merlin's sakes, stop being babies, claiming it's my fault, it's my fault. No one cares who's bloody fault it is! Stop whining and start being intelligent men and come up with a plan to get my best friend!" Gerry yelled frustrated.

Everyone stared agape at her. Then Ginny clapped her hands appreciatively.

Hermione didn't know how long she walked the corridor. Time made no difference in the dark.

Whoever had been glaring at her had left, disappeared somewhere. It made her less and more nervous. She couldn't decide. It felt nice not to have a creepy pair of eyes on her but now she felt more alone.

Hermione hit her hand on something solid. She grasped it to find that it was a door knob. "Oh thank Merlin." Hermione whispered as she turned it.

"Why'd Mione have to go missing!" Ron yelled. "Why can't it be like me. I mean she's the one that knows the bloody global positioning potions."

"What's going on, what's this about Hermione!" Rianne shouted as she had apparated into the Scottish castle. Ron almost fell off his seat in shock.

Everyone in the room turned to look at her. "Why didn't anyone owl me earlier!"

"Rianne!"

"Ger!"

The two girls embraced.

"What's going on?" Rianne asked.

"Hermione's just... disappeared."

Rianne gave a confused look.

"We've look for her everywhere here but she's not here. But the location spell saids she's still in the castle." Gerry explained.

"We suspect it's the same person that's been trying to kill her." Oliver said.

Rianne was silent.

"Rianne?" George asked concerned.

"I think I figured out who's been doing all those things..."

Hermione felt blinded by the light that came from the room. Her eyes had adjusted to the dark and now they hurt from the light. There were spots everywhere.