A/N- Hello all! This is my new story Flat On The Floor! Yay! But i don't really know where this story came from in the back of my mind, but I have a feeling it's the mix of the first episode of the third season of Grey's Anatomy where Izzie is mourning the death of Denny (yeah, I cried for like a week after he died) and Carrie Underwood's song 'Flat On The Floor'. So that's obviouisly where the inspiration for the title came from, but the rest idk about. LoL. Well I hope you like it, sorry it's kind of short, but I have some steller ideas for the second chapter, and you can expect it to be a lot longer. Ok enough of this, go, read my story, and then after that REVIEW! I love to get REVIEWS!
The floor in her upper middle class apartment was cold to say the least. Bitter frigidness seemed to emanate up from the unwavering Spanish tile floor infecting anyone who walked on them, without particularly heavy socks, with a permanent chill. None of these facts seemed to stop Hermione Granger though. On the evening of October 3rd if you looked through the one of Ms. Granger's many windows you would find a very peculiar sight to say the least. There lying on the wintry tiles was Hermione herself wearing nothing but a simple yellow sun dress and an emotionless expression.
It was asked of her many times why she was in such a state, but an explanation she would never give. She simply lay there motionless, listening to her own heartbeat, as her friends whispered horridly from the corner.
"What has happened?" A fiery red-head who had recently adorned the last name of Potter whispered concernedly to her new husband and older brother.
"I have absolutely no idea." The red-head's husband responded "There haven't been any death eater attacks, or even rumors! They just recently caught Avery didn't they? That should cause for celebration not an impromptu camping trip on the bathroom floor."
"No, I don't think it's anything like that. It seems something more personal" The young red-head lady sad reasonably. "You know Hermione she doesn't get rattled that easily. It would have had to be something… big." They all stood silent for a moment contemplating what could have caused such turmoil for their friend. Leaning in closer than he had when he had previously spoken the older of the red-heads started to whisper hoarsely.
"Do you reckon she just finally… you know… snapped?" his words were quick as if he expected the semi-sedated brunette lying on the floor to get up and strike him for daring to utter such heresy. Seeing the look of disbelief of his younger sister's face he continued. "I mean really think about it. She went through a lot in the war, just as much as both of us did. We both had our little break-downs; maybe this is her way of having hers." The only non-red-head in the group looked at the older red-head with understanding and slight admiration. Who knew that he could be that reasonable? Breaking the silence between them the younger and only female red-head spoke up.
"What do you think we need to do about it then?" She bit her lips and it looked as if tears were going to fall from her eyes, but they were quickly quenched as her raven-haired husband took her hands.
"Well" he said softly and comfortingly "I think the best bet is to just hang around make sure she is eating, and is doing alright, and just generally be there for her until this thing passes." He turned to the other boy in the group "Ron you'll have to be here for the first few weeks while Ginny and I are on our honeymoon, and then after…" but he was quickly cut off by the man called Ron.
"Harry, are you forgetting something?" He asked the man called Harry expectantly. Seeing that he was truly puzzled Ron rolled his eyes and continued. "Seriously mate I think marriage has made you wonky. I start my International Quiditch Tour tomorrow. I won't be around for a few weeks, maybe even a few months depending on how good we do in the regular season." A wide apologetic grin grew over Harry's face as he had once again forgot about his best friends Quiditch super star status.
"Well, then if none of us can do it I'll get mum and dad..." Ginny started, but Ron once again interrupted.
"They're staying in Australia with Uncle Borris. He apparently has some sort of deadly disease and we're his closest living relatives, so they flew down there to stay with him." Ron said solemnly.
"George?" Harry tried optimistically
"To busy with the joke shop, plus do you really trust George alone in a house with a helpless Hermione who would be perfect to test products on?" Ginny said
"Luna?"
"Mate, she's going on tour with me. I can't leave my girlfriend at home while I going gallivanting around the world now can I?" Ron said rather proudly puffing out his chest at the fact that he actually had a girlfriend.
"Neville?"
"In Ireland for some exotic plant convention."
"Victor Krum?" at this final desperate suggestion Ron's ears turned a violent shade of red and he quickly shook his head.
"Don't even think about it mate." They stood for another few moments trying to mull through their minds anyone who would willingly spend every moment of their free time with a non-responsive mess of a woman. Every second of silence that hung in the air weighed the trio down farther and farther into defeat. But suddenly the youngest among them was struck with an idea.
"St. Mungos!" Ginny exclaimed excited about her own brilliance in the matter.
"Ginny, I know I was the one who threw out the idea that Hermione had gone a little over the deep end, but do you really think it's wise to check her into St. Mungos?" Her brother asked with more than a little hesitance.
"No, idiot, I didn't mean make her go to St. Mungos, I'm just suggesting that St. Mungos come to her." But still seeing the confused look on the boys' faces she continued. "You know like hire a nurse or a private healer to come in and just spend the day with her and make sure she's ok." The comprehension that came over the boys' faces was enough to make Ginny giggle with amusement.
"Gin, that's brilliant!" her husband exclaimed squeezing her hand within his. She seemed to glow with happiness.
"It is a really good idea, but do you ever think she'll go for it?" Ron asked glancing back over to the spot where one of his best friends was sprawled.
"I don't think she is in much of a state to be very resistant to anything plus…" this time Ginny quieted her voice for fear of the brunettes very explosive temper. "she can only lay there so long without food or water or anything, so I think eventually she'll take help from whoever she can get." And with that the trio quickly departed from the apartment in preparation for their master plan. Tonight it would all begin.
Rain fell against the window pain as if was a pre-cursor for the events that would take place that night. It might have been to warn Hermione of what she should expect when her front door opened quietly at 8:00 that night. But the rain only made the tiles seem more polar, and the shivers that ran up her spine only made the numb in her spirit worsen. No, Hermione Granger did not notice the rain, but she most certainly noticed the man who appeared in the doorway of the bathroom and exactly 8:01. It was lucky that she had positioned herself in such a way that she could see that doorway at all, because otherwise she would have probably never known of his presence in her home.
Her first thought upon seeing this man was not what is he doing here? (Frankly she didn't know why he was there and she didn't care to ponder upon it) but it was rather that he hadn't changed a bit since the last time she had seen him. He still had the same platinum blonde hair, pale skin, pointed nose, and nice physic, except this time he was wearing a long white lab coat.
'What odd attire' she thought. A nerve in the back of her brain almost made her want to laugh, but before she could even attempt it the numbness that had built up inside of her overcame any thoughts that she may have had, and forced her back into her sedated state.
"Why, hello Granger."
A/N- Oh! Just so you know for every review I get, I will save a tree... or at least recycle some of the trees I couldn't get to in time!