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"Harry!" screamed Hermione as she lost control of the broom she'd been flying on. "Someone, help!" Tears streamed down her face. She didn't want to die this way. But, a mistake that foolish could cost anyone their life.
That day, everything had gone amiss. She'd crossed paths with Fred and George during the day. They told her of a place that was so magical that only select few could get there. When she asked how, they laughed at her. Later that day, she saw Ron and Harry talking; she stopped long enough to hear part of the conversation, '…what do we do about Hermione?' asked Harry, 'Should we tell her?'
'Hell, no,' Ron had replied.
After that, she ran outside, even though it was pouring ran. Thunder clapped loudly and lightning lit up the dark night sky. She had grabbed a random broom and without thinking flew up and away. It was only then, the broom started to go out of control. Seeing as she couldn't fly very well, she lost balance and fell off.
Hundreds and hundreds of feet she fell, crying the entire time. She'd blacked out soon after she had begun to fall.
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Draco woke up in the middle of the night. He thought he heard a voice, a girl's voice, crying for help. He ran outside, grabbed a broom and flew up into the sky. As he saw the falling girl, all he could think was, 'Not her…'
He swooped his broom to catch her and wrapped his arms around her cold, unconscious body. She was still breathing, but barely. Every breath she took was raspy and weak, very heavy sharp breaths. He lightly brushed her bangs from her face and headed toward the ground, trying to keep calm.
'How could she of all people be this reckless?' he thought. He was just lucky to have heard her, if he hadn't, she might've died. The thought of Hermione dead made him feel so…helpless.
He quickly got off his broom and carried Hermione straight inside the castle. He wasn't sure where to go; if he went to Madame Pomphery, he could get detention for wandering out of bed at night and Hermione would also get in trouble.
So, he headed for the Slytherin common room. "Petunia Petals," he clearly stated as he hurried inside. He placed Hermione down on a couch in the room and felt her pulse; she was still breathing as weak as before, even weaker it seemed.
Draco headed up to his dorm to get a wet cloth and a jacket for her. "Crabbe, Golye, wake up!" he called softly, but violently. The two were awake in a moment and followed Draco downstairs.
"What's she doing here?" sneered Crabbe, surprised to see a Gryffindor in the Slytherin's common room.
Draco ignored him as he put the wet cloth on her head, he'd made sure the water was warm, 'It might warm her faster,' he thought. He took his jacket off and wrapped it tightly around her frail body. "Go get Potter and Weasly," he ordered his comrades.
They looked at each other, confused, but didn't dare defy Draco's orders.
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"Harry, Ron!" called voices from outside the common room. Harry pushed Ron until he awoke and they went to see who it was. Opening the door, they were surprised. There stood Crabbe and Goyle; Draco's henchmen. "What do you want?" asked Ron, yawning. He was still extremely tired and didn't like getting waken up early.
"If this is a joke, you'll be sorry…" said Harry, fully awake and cautious as ever.
"Draco told us to go get you. The mud-blood is in our common room. She looks pretty shaken up…" Goyle explained quickly.
After hearing Hermione had to do with it, Ron fully woke up, he and Harry followed them until they reached the door to the common room.
"Petunia Petals," said Crabbe, pretending to sound like he was full of authority.
The door flew opened and Harry and Ron raced inside.
"Hermione!" called Harry anxiously.
"Do you want the whole world to hear you?" whispered Draco darkly.
Harry glared at Draco, looking for some kind of explanation.
"She fell off a broom in the middle of the night, you're just lucky I was there to save her…" said Draco quickly explaining.
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Ron gasped when he saw her condition. "Why didn't you take her to Madame Pomphery?" he accused.
"That would've got both of us in trouble, idiot," said Draco, stating the obvious.
"Is she…?" asked Ron, unable to finish his sentence, his heart almost skipped a beat while he waited for someone to reply.
"No, Ron. She's still alive…" reassured Harry as he checked her pulse, "but barely…"
All three boys, Crabbe and Goyle had went back to sleep, waited anxiously in the common room, to scared to move her, waiting for her to regain conscious.
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Hermione began to move, slightly. "Wh…" she clutched her throat, it burned. Everyone looked relieved to see she was alive. Harry was the first to notice she was clutching her throat.
"Hermione, speak to me!" exclaimed Ron, still a bit worried.
"She can't," explained Harry, "it hurts for her to speak. I'm not sure if it is because of her emotions or something to do with her falling from the broom."
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Hermione reached her hand out to Harry, she had to feel him, know he was real. She placed her hand on his arm, barely even touching him. She tightly wrapped her fingers around his arm. "It's okay Hermione, everything's alright…" he said, trying to calm her.
'Don't leave me!' she thought, panicked. She fell unconscious once again, due to the pain of her injuries and the lack of oxygen in her body, but she wouldn't let go of Harry's arm. Her hand clung to it like it was all she had left.
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Harry tried to step away from Hermione and give her some space, but couldn't. Her hand was so tightly grasped onto him, it kept him from leaving.
"Give her some space Harry," said Ron, jealously.
"I wish I could," said Harry, "Her hand is latched onto my arm."
"Oh," said Ron, still burning with jealously.
"Take Hermione back to the common room," instructed Draco, "People will start waking up soon.
Without another word, Harry delicately picked her up and started to leave, then he turned and said, "Thanks Draco, we really owe you…" Then he left…
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