He is the one (a dramiome sequel)

Chapter Thirteen

Harry's POV

I was sitting in the common room, doing my homework. Something about charms, I could barely focus. Artemis was Hermione. I was sure of it. I just needed to prove it to the others. I looked up at Malfoy and the Not Brothers from across the common room. I remembered when Hermione and Their found out they had a third sibling. Hermione was so proud that her brother had found him, the muggle way. As soon as he showed signs of being magical, Theo and Mione demanded that he was brought here to train before the American school could find him. He was brought to us only a week later.

"Potter!" I snapped out of my thoughts and looked up at Blaise, standing in front of me

"What do you want?" I missed. He gave a momentary look of surprise

"This was delivered to you. Some girl brought it to me and begged me to give it to you. Said it was super important and that you needed it right that instant." He handed me a yellowed with age, sealed, heavy envelope.

"How curious. Well, thanks Zabini. " I stood up with the letter and went to my dorm.

I shut the door behind me and opened the letter. I began to read the oh so familiar handwriting

Harry,
I'm not sure when or how this will reach you, but I just hope it does. I'm ready to come home, but a rogue vampire found me and is holding me hostage. He put up wards that block my magic so I can't send you anything more than this piece of paper while he's gone. He claims that Caleb has put a bounty on my head. I want to come home Harry, but I need you to come get me! Please, Harry, I miss being a witch. If you'll agree, then go to the place where it all began. Where they were perfectly normal, they were proud to say. Come find me...please. ~Hermione

I immediately started packing. I was wrong. Artemis is my Hermione Granger, my Mione is out there and she needs me. I stopped packing when there was a knock at the door

"It's open!" I went back to packing

"Potter, look....what are you doing?" I turned to look at Malfoy standing in my doorway.

"It's called packing. I'm leaving" I glanced at the blonde. "I have a new mission" I continued to fold the clothes I was bringing

"Look just because you're in Slytherin now doesn't you can run away!"

"I'm running away to find Hermione." I threw down the jacket I had in my hands and looked at him "She wants to come home and I need to go get her"

"Why? She's the Gryffindor know it all princess who never backs down. She'll come back on her own." He was leaning against the doorway and he looked broken

"Yeah, well, my Princess is staying away for a reason, so I need to go get her . Don't try to stop me, Malfoy."

"Potter..."

"Malfoy don't! She's my best friend and I can't even begin to ever do enough for her! I am going to get her! She deserves that much!" I turned to look him, breathing hard

"I won't stop you. I want to go with you."