Disclaimer: Yeah I know. *grumbles* this is the part I hate. I don't own anything Harry Potter It all belongs to J.K.R. which totally sucks major...ly. AHAHAHAHA YOu probably thought I was going to say something else. *Clears throat* Anyways. All I own is my hands which are typing this story out in this lovely pc. Lol jk. I own at least half of the half thoughts which aren't inside my mind but on my shoulders.
I know it sucks. Hopefully it'll get better. And quiet possibly longer then what it is now. There will be romance, hurt, I guess you could say some action and maybe someother genres along the way. OMG YAY! I've actually decided what genre something is going to be...well kinda sorta maybe not. Anyways. This takes place after the war. In which...well nvm. I'll put all of this into the fic. HAVE FUN
Hermione looked at the clock hanging on the wall. "Quarter till three." she muttered. A crazed smile across her face. "AHAHAHAHAHA! QUARTER TILL THREE QUARTER TILL THREE!" she sang suddenly jumping out of the chair she was in. Flinging her arms out to the sides she tilted her head back and looked at a spot on the ceiling as she began spinning in circles.
Anyone that looked at her would know that she had gone mad. As mad as they came…or so it appeared. Hermione's smile became tight as she felt herself become nauseated. Closing her eyes she hoped for some relief. None came. Panting she fell to her knees. Her hands holding her head trying to keep it from spinning more then it already was. Suddenly she began to cry. Tears of frustration flowed freely down her sunken in cheeks.
"Hermione dear. What's the matter?" a woman asked in a sickly sweet voice. Hermione took a second to remember where she was at and why she was there. Big brown eyes looked at the tough looking midwitch.
"I'm late. Oh Merlin. I'm late for Potions. Professor Snape is going to deduct points from Gryffindor. Everyone already hates me enough for being so smart." she said getting to her feet slowly. Looking around she studied the room quickly. When she first got here she went crazy trying to get free from the hell hole she was in now. Now however she realized that she needed to be here to heal before she decided how to escape. "I seem to have lost my way to the dorm. Can you help me Lavender?" she asked looking back at the woman. Worry etched clearly upon the woman's face. "I need to get my books before we go to class. We must hurry…come on show me." Hermione said grabbing the woman's shoulders and shaking her panic in her voice.
Her plan had worked. Two really big guys came up on either side of her and grabbed her arms. With ease they lifted her off the floor and started carrying her towards her ward. "Thank you. Harry, Ron, you two were always here to protect me." she said smiling blissfully. "You guys are so sweet for saving me from the wretched, evil Lavender Brown. I was starting to think that she would use one of the unforgivables on me." her voice lowered on the one word.
"Here you go." they said walking in and depositing her on the cot that was supposed to be her bed. They glanced at each other before they left the room. The rough looking one popped his head in. "They nurse will be in here shortly to help you." he said gruffly. She nodded eagerly. "Thanks Padfoot. I love you." she squealed and jumped from the bed and rushed towards him.
His eyes widened in fear before he slammed the heavy metal door in her face and took off down the hall. Smirking Hermione walked over to the cot and laid down putting her hands behind her head. Sighing she looked down at the small swell in her belly. "Don't worry we'll be out of here shortly." she mumbled and lay her hands on her stomach protectively.