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Hermione
and Harry were supporting Ron, who couldn't use one of his feet,
because there was a very nasty bite on it. They were struggling up
the stairs to the third floor.
"It'll be ok Ron. We're
nearly there…" Hermione said trying to soothe Ron while they
climbed the last few stairs. Ron whimpered.
Seamus, who was coming
up the stairs too, just passed them, then suddenly stopped and turned
around, staring horrified at Ron's mangled foot.
"What
happened?!" He exclaimed.
"Well..." Harry panted as
he shifted Ron's weight more onto his other shoulder. "Me and
Ron were practising our Patronus', and Hermione was doing her Charms
homework. You know how we have to make a teacup come to life and
walk..."
Seamus nodded.
"Ron's Patronus is a dog, you
see," He continued, "And Hermione's spell and Ron's
Patronus somehow collided, and suddenly the Patronus was a real
dog."
"Wow." said Seamus. "I didn't even know
you could do that!"
"Neither did we." said Hermione
grimly, "But we didn't know that the dog would bite him
either."
"Oh." said Seamus, disappointed. The plans
that were already forming in his mind about keeping his Patronus as a
real pet monkey were squished.
"Well...I hope you get better
soon." Seamus said to Ron and walked off.
Ron muttered a
feeble thanks.
When they got up to the hospital wing Madam Pomfrey
told them all that he must stay for a couple of nights, because there
was some kind of magic in the dog that had made the foot harder to
fix and a lot of the bones in his foot had been broken and they would
take time to fix. After that, though, he would be fine.
Hermione
and Harry left, talking as quietly as they could because there were
some other people asleep in other beds.
YAY! My first Fan Fiction…ever! It was a dare by my friend Jenna. It's fun writing these stories so I'll probably continue this one…