?Ok this is my first fan fiction story. I was told about this site by a good friend of mine and I am now hooked. So I decided to write a story. I know this sounds very lame but I don't care. T o get down to the grit I really have no idea where this story will go, so if you have any suggestions don't be afraid to offer them. The story is of course based on J.K Rowling's Harry Potter. The story is mostly hers and they are her characters, (except the ones that I have added) ?
Harry sat at the window looking out at the dark stormy sky. He was in his sixth year at Hogwarts and his life was good. Good but not great he didn't have a girlfriend, Ron did, well almost. All the boys knew Ron had the biggest crush in the world on Hermione. After six years of torment he was talking about actually asking her out. He had liked her since the first day that he saw her on the Hogwarts Express.
?Back to Harry's story?
Professor Snape was being harsher than usual, most teachers were but the potions master was the worst. Harry sighed and turned back to his game of chess with Ron.
It was just a few days before Halloween and the weather was terrible. Professor Dumbledore sat in his office talking to Professor McGonagall, when Hagrid barged in with a limp girl in his arms.
" 'Eadmaster, I saw somat walkin in me pumpkins so I went out to see who o' what it was. Fang came wit me o' course, but when she saw us she fainted, went out cold. She wasn't in 'Ogwarts robes an' she don't look like a student 'ere so I brung 'er to you," said Hagrid.
Dumbledore looked at Hagrid and calmly said, "Thank you Hagrid. Can you go get Madam Pomfrey for me?"
Hagrid nodded, "Where do ya want me to put ta girl?"
Dumbledore conjured a cot for the wet unconscious girl. Hagrid put her down and left to do his task. The headmaster looked at the girl laying there, she wore simple black robes and her long reddish black hair was blow across her delicate face. She was tall and slender, her feet almost stuck out of the end of the cot. Dumbledore thought she looked vaguely familiar. After checking to see if she was hurt, he turned back to his conversation with Professor McGonagall.
Hagrid was back 15 minutes later with a confused looking Madam Pomfrey. She was often called to strange places at strange times but never into the headmaster's office to see a patient. Dumbledore looked up as they entered the room.
"Thank you Hagrid. Now could you go check to see if you can find her belongings, or anything that will give us a clue to where she has come from?" Hagrid nodded and left. 'Poppy, your newest patient," he pointed to the unconscious girl on the bed, "will be in shock when woken. Hagrid found her out in his pumpkin patch. She is not a student here but it looks as though she should still be in school. I was wondering if you have a private room for her to stay in until other arrangement can be made."
"I don't think so sir, but I can curtain off the back of the ward if you like," said Madam Pomfrey.
Dumblefdore just nodded, then added, "Oh just send a student to come and get me when your ready. I want to the poor thing up there before she wakes. "
Madam Pomfrey returned to the hospital wing, she curtained off the last two sections of the ward. She added some thing to make the section look more like a room and put the girl's belongings, which Hagrid found, on the spare bed. Just as she finished two students came in carrying a third.
When Harry and Ron were playing chess Hermione was doing her rounds as her duty as a Prefect. She had caught Draco Malfoy tormenting a group of first years and was going to tell him off when she was attacked by Crabbe and Goyle. Hermione staggered off, back to the Gryffindor common room in search of Ron and Harry. She was badly hurt and needed to go to the hospital wing immediately. Her left arm was throbbing, her knee cap hurt, her nose was crushed, many of her fingers stuck out at odd angles and she had dislocated her shoulder. It was late and there weren't too many people roaming the halls. Hermione had to get to Harry and Ron, the Gryffindor common room was closer than the hospital wing. She staggered up to the portrait of the fat lady and whispered the password.
The portrait swung open, Hermione stepped into the common room and fainted from the loss of blood.
Harry and Ron looked up just in time to see Hermione fall over. They quickly rushed over to her.
"Harry," Ron said dryly, "she needs to go to the hospital wing."
Harry just nodded. The two boys figured out a way to carry her without causing more injury. They barged into the hospital wing; Madam Pomfrey came out from behind a large curtain.
"Yes?" Madam Pomfrey asked, "How can I help you?"
"It's Hermione, we don't know what happened. She came to the common room like this," said Harry, Ron stood there loss for words.
Madam Pomfrey laid the unconscious Hermione in an empty bed. Before she began her work she turned to Harry and said, "Can you please go tell the headmaster that his request is ready?"
"Yes, madam," Harry said, "but will I be able to come back and see Hermione?"
"Yes, dear now hurry. The password is strawberry treacle."
Harry ran through the corridors, he came to the stone gargoyle. "Strawberry treacle." he said. Harry ran up the spiral stair case and knocked on the beautiful oak door. Professor McGonagall opened it.
"Yes?" she inquired.
"Madam Pomfrey sent me," Harry gasped.
"Oh, come in."
Professor Dumbledore looked up at Harry, "Yes?"
"Madam Pomfrey, asked me to tell you that her request was ready," said Harry, looking confused.
Dumbledore turned to Professor McGonagall and told her that they would continue their discussion at a later date. He brought the cot to a hover, turned to Harry and they set off.
Harry looked at the person lying on the cot. It was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She looked so helpless lying there, he wondered what her name was, where she was from, if she was a new student or not. He wondered about every thing.
Dumbledore and Harry finally made it back to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey who was tending Hermione, greeted the headmaster.
"The girl's room is set up at the end of the ward.."
"Thank you Poppy," said professor Dumbledore, "Out of all the things she needs is rest."
"How's Hermione?" asked Harry quietly.
"Well her left arm is broken in three places, she fractured her knee, nose is completely crushed, she has broken most of her fingers and to it off she has a dislocated shoulder." said Madam Pomfrey in a huff. She said it all for the headmaster's sake; for he had stopped and turned to listen intently once Harry had asked how his friend was.
Harry went and sat down beside a dazzled looking Ron. Professor Dumbledore went with Madam Pomfrey to get the girl settled.
"Poppy, I trust that you'll inform me when she is awake?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes headmaster, I will," replied Madam Pomfrey. She then turned to Harry and Ron, "It's getting late, and you two can come see her after breakfast. Goodnight." The nurse escorted the boys out and turned to her patients. Ron gave a sad longing look back at Hermione lying on the bed before Madam Pomfrey closed the door.
?Just incase you were not sure anything that is in two ? is not part of the story but my own thoghts or notes so you can read these if you want of u can skip over them i really don't care ?
?Oh and just incase some one else has written a story like this im sorry but this was my idea. But i respect if u had similar. you see i wouldn't beacuse i fan't read all the harry potter fan fictions stories that would take years so please bear with me in the telling of my tale. Just so u know i can get sidetracked eaisly so if there r big gaps of time between when i post chapters it is beacuse i have benn doing other stuff.?