Complicated*~ Search for the Land of Eden

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

A/N: This is the sequel to Complicated*~. (READ THAT FIRST) The ending to my first fic was very loosely done, and left a lot of unanswered questions. So this sequel will answer some of those questions ^_^ Tootles!

Chapter 1: Ahead on Our Way

If you were walking along the docks of the S.S Leather and Libraries*, you would have thought that the group of teenagers relaxing on the deck were headed to France to go on vacation. But no. They weren't going to France for fun, but for their own safety.

The group consisted of Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Pansy Parkinson, and Ron and Ginny Weasley. They were all sitting on the white chairs staring at the ocean. Nobody knew what to say. There had been a very strange turn of events that had happened. That's all the group could think of.


"I thought you kids would be done for." Mr. Weasley cried before the group was ready to board the ship.

"Trust me! We thought we would be done for too. But! Isn't there anything you can do about everyone else! Voldemort will surely kill them! Or maybe even worse!" Hermione whimpered.

"Now now Hermione. I'm sure the Ministry will do everything in their power to stop the horrible happenings at Hogwarts."

"But Blaise said they were too frightened." Pansy replied.

"Utter nonsense. I am just happy that you kids are A Ok. Now, lets prepare ourselves. We must get ready to board." Mr. Weasley said, clearly stating the topic was closed for discussion.


The group was quiet. Maybe it was because they were nervous. Everyone is nervous about attending a new school, Beauxbatons Academy, but this was different. They were also nervous about Voldemort, Lucius, and the other Death Eaters. Once they noticed they were missing, surely Voldemort would have them tracked down. He would probably stop at nothing. Then he would kill them, or perhaps even worse.

Hermione stood up and walked to the end of the dock to peer over the railing. She felt afraid of the future, and basically everything. Hermione was a sixteen-year-old teenager who loved books and reading. She had long curly brown hair and chocolate colored eyes that matched her hair perfectly. Hermione was also a muggle born. That meant that she had muggle parentage, and was one of the biggest targets of the Death Eaters.

Draco Malfoy looked up at her and smiled. These two had never ever liked each other before, but they put aside the differences, and were now REALLY close. Draco was a handsome teenager, who was about six foot, and was very built. He also had white blond hair and silvery gray eyes. He looked a whole lot like his sister, Jewel.

But Jewel, as wonderful as she was, was murdered only two days before the group escaped Hogwarts. No one was quite sure why Jewel did what she did, but she must have had a reason. On Halloween night, Jewel ran into the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and was stabbed by her father, Lucius Malfoy, one of the top Death Eaters. Everyone missed Jewel very much. She was so friendly and it was so difficult not to like her.

Hermione sighed and decided to speak. She was so sick of sitting there in absolute silence. "So, what do you guys think?" Hermione asked.

It was a stupid question to ask, but the silence seemed like a knife in Hermione's heart almost, and she couldn't take it anymore. Harry Potter was polishing his glasses. He did not respond. Ginny, Harry's red headed girlfriend did, "Well, I am not sure what to think. But I am concerned about Blaise. What if Lucius or Voldemort finds out that she let us go. Wouldn't she be in a heap load of trouble?"

"I believe she would be. I-I would feel so guilty if something happened to her, even if we never got along." Pansy replied.

Pansy Parkinson was a Slytherin. She was a pretty blonde girl, who was only about five feet two inches, but she didn't care about her height. Pansy, like Draco, used to clash a lot with the group of Gryffindors, but times had changed. So did Pansy.

Pansy sighed, "I am so worried about everyone. I'm worried about what will happen in England. I feel..I feel like we are running away from our problems by going to France."

Ron put his arm around Pansy, and pulled her close to him. "Hey Pansy. It's okay. I am sure the Ministry will get control of the situation immediately. We'll probably be back at Hogwarts before Christmas." Ron said, his voice fill of confidence.

"I sure hope it works out that way. But what are the chances of everything working out so incredibly smoothly." Draco drawled.

Ron glared at Draco, "Well, we got out of Hogwarts safely and smoothly, didn't we?"

"Pure luck." Draco sneered.

"Why you little-"

"Now that is enough! I am so sick and tired of always having to play the role of Peace Maker between you two. Now knock it off. We should not argue. We have enough problems as is." Hermione growled at the two boys.

Ginny smiled, "Mione is right."

Ginny bent over and continued going through her French and English dictionary. She was so nervous about going to another country that she insisted on buying a dictionary for the trip to Beauxbatons. Ginny smiled, and cooed to Harry, "Would you like to hear my French? I think it's coming along absolutely wonderfully."

Harry sighed, "Maybe later Gin. I have a lot on my mind right now. I just feel so cowardly about leaving everyone else behind at Hogwarts."

Draco snickered, "Well, it appears the brave Gryffindor wasn't so brave after all. What happened?"

Harry glared, and so did Hermione. Hermione cared about Draco very much, but he was still the same old Draco at heart. He still loved to tease whenever the chance presented itself. Now that Draco got his voice back, he was using it more then ever by teasing. Hermione knew better though. She knew that teasing was just a cover up with how depressed Draco was about Jewel. But then having your eleven-year-old sister murdered before your very eyes was not something that you are going to forget just like that!

Ron decided to break the silence between the glaring group of people. "Well, I am personally excited about Beauxbatons. I heard Fleur Delacour was the new Defense of Dark Arts professor. Wouldn't be great to see her again." Ron mused.

"Of course it would be great for you to see her, Ron. After all you have been in lust with her since when? Fourth year?" Pansy snipped at him.

Ron's face turned purple and Draco snickered, "I can still remember when he made a jackass in front of everyone by asking her to the Yule Ball. I was laughing about that for days."

"AH! Shut up! Why don't you keep your opinions to yourself?" Ron retorted.

Hermione sighed and went up to Draco and wrapped her arms around him, "Well, if he did keep his opinions to himself, he just would not be Draco."

Draco smiled, and played with Hermione's curls. Ron snorted and turned back toward Pansy, who was reading the same French fashion magazine for the past hour and a half.

Hermione shrugged, and looked at Draco. "Please try to be a tad nicer to Ron, ok Draco?"

Draco laughed, "Well, if I was, then I would just not be Draco."

Hermione slapped him lightly on the shoulder and rested her head against him. Hermione kept thinking about all the events that pasted by her so quickly. There was becoming Jewel's friend, the dreams about Helen, Daemon, and others, there was falling in love with Draco, then the murder of Jewel, the conquering of Hogwarts, and finally the group's escape.

Hermione sighed, and realized what Harry had said was one hundred percent true. She felt very guilty about leaving all the others behind. Would Hermione ever see them again? Would they be safe from Voldemort at Beauxbatons? How about Lucius? Would Blaise be in deep crap for letting them escape? These questions would have to remain unanswered for a time.


* The S.S Leather and Libraries is a 'SHIP' at that supports...DRACO/HERMIONE! How did you guess? **HMPH!