I hope you guys like my first ever songfic!
THIS IS MY VERSION! IT'S NOT IN THE NEW BOOK!
But I don't own Harry Potter or anything.
Hermione walked through the corridors of the school looking around anxiously for at least a sign of red or black haired boy. The fight had ended a while ago and both of her friends were missing. She was so scared that a Death Eater would pop up at any moment.
I'm gonna make you bend and break. Say a prayer, but let the good times roll
In case God doesn't show.
No one that they new, was hurt or killed and Voldemort had only backed off for a while, hoping that Harry would go after him. Then she noticed at the end of the corridor, a leg was poking out from the wall. She sped up and rounded the corner to find Ron sprawled on the ground, looking as though he were asleep. McLaggen appeared at the top of the stairs at that moment and noticed Ron and Hermione.
"So that's where he fell." he said.
"What do you mean?" Hermione squeaked.
"He was duelling a Death Eater when he got too close to the stairs. he fell." McLaggen replied. "How come you only pretended you like me."
Hermione looked at him guiltily. "I ... um ... "
"You like him, don't you?" he said as Ron gave a moan.
And I want these words to make things right
But it's the wrongs that makes the words come to life
Who does he think he is (if that's the worst you got better put your fingers back to the keys).
"That's none of your buisness." Hermione replied, stubbornly.
McLaggen then got up and walked away, leaving Hermione to look after Ron. She looked down at his face then noticed there was blood on the floor. As she carefully rolled him on his side she noticed a small crack at the back of his head. A tear fell from her eye as McLaggen came back into veiw.
"You tried to make him jelous." He said as he produced a bottle from inside his cloak and un-stoppered it. He then poured a bit of the purple liquid over the cut in the back of Ron's head. The liquid had the foul odor of socks but the effect was immediate as the cut simply dissappeared. McLaggen then got up. Hermione stood up and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"I'm sorry." She said, then she sat down beside Ron and waited.
Ron then moaned and gave a painful scream as he sat up quickly, breathing hard. Hermione immediately hugged him tightly as he looked around the corridor.
"Wh ... what happened?" He looked at Hermione.
"You fell down the stairs. McLaggen fix you up." Hermione said quickly.
"Oh ... I guess he ain't that bad a bloke, hey." He said, as he looked at her face, he noticed the stain of a tear trace on her cheek. "You weren't crying, were you?"
Hermione looked over in the window and noticed that she did look like she had been crying. She quickly wiped her face and looked back at Ron.
They say I only think in the form of
Crunching numbers in hotel rooms
Collecting page six lovers
Get me out of my mind
Gets you out of those clothes
I'm a line away from
Getting you into the mood.
He placed his hand on her cheek and tried to comfort her. She had been terrified alot lately and deserved to be helped. He carefuly pulled her on to his lap and held her. She felt safe in his arms and she also felt something else but couldn't quite put her finger on it. Ron then turned her face to look at him and kissed her softly on the lips.
She then understood what the feeling was.
Love.
Okay. that might not have been perfect and the spelling wasn't great but how did I do. please be nice about it!
