Chapter One: Falling 7 Flights
"Hermione, why don't you come with us to the Quidditch pitch?" It was Sunday, June 8th. A practice day for the Gryffindor Quidditch team and the last game was to be held within the week before exams, and Hermione was again turning down Harry and Ron's offer to join them, to watch them fly and soar and again turn down the chance of flying with them after practice.
"Sorry boys, I'm just going to go study some Ancient Ruins, okay?" Hermione said turning to them before they separated and went their separate ways to the Library and the Quidditch Pitch.
"So you'll be there when we're done?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, I have a lot to go over,"
"But 'Mione you've went over it all a thousand times!" Ron said amazed.
"A thousand and one never hurt any body," She smirked.
Ron rolled his eyes; Harry laughed and said, "See you then,"
"Yep," Hermione said turning around and walking down her stair case.
"Have fun, studying!" Ron said as if she were mental.
"I shall," She shouted back laughing. She sighed and shook her head and opened a book to read while she walked down the stairs. She leaned her left arm against the railing to keep her balance as she walked and read, it was quite slow, but calming none the less. She drifted her arm a long the railing, mumbling words from the chapter to herself. Suddenly she no longer felt the railing under her arm. She lost balance and started to fall to her left, where her weight had been leaning. She screamed and realized the stair cases must have been changing, but that didn't help.
She heard Harry and Ron yelling. She tried to reach for her wand to say a charm, any charm. She knew Ron and Harry didn't carry their wands to Quidditch which she now found more thoughtless then ever. She panicked in her head and felt ready to land hard on a marble floor to more then likely die. She squeezed her eyes shut, as her mind went blank for once in her life and probably the last time in her life.
But just as she felt gravity pulling her back down and preparing to collide down on the solid floor, she crashed on some thing other than the floor. In fact she fell in some one's arms. I'm a live? She opened her eyes slowly but all she could see before her eyes fell shut again were wide grey eyes, staring bleakly down at her.