Ron's POV:

As I tiptoed quietly towards the Hospital Wing, the Invisibility Cloak over my body, I think about what had happened today. Harry and I were waiting for the Quidditch match to start and Hermione had gone off to the library. The match was about to start but Professor McGonagall had stopped it...and for a good reason. We found out that Hermione and a Ravenclaw prefect had been petrified. My heart literally sunk to my stomach. I look at Hermione's frozen body, her face in a shocked expression, her skin a pale white color. She looked horrid and my mind had gone in a spiral. I would do anything to get he back.

I quickly and quietly enter the Hospital Wing and made my way to Hermione's bed. It's way past curfew but I don't care I want to be with Hermione. I revealed myself and placed the cloak on the bed. I walked over to her and held her frozen hand.

"Don't worry Hermione...we'll help you. We'll solve it...oh who am I kidding...we need you more than ever Hermione." I whispered. I ran my thumb over her hand. "No...we need to do this. To save you and everyone else in the school. Hermione..." I heard footsteps and quickly hid under the cloak. I looked and saw Madam Pomfrey checking on the patients. She did a quick scan and left. I took off the cloak and placed it back on the bed.

"I better get going..." I said. "We will stop whoever's doing this Hermione...I promise..." I kissed her forehead and went under the cloak once more. As I made my way towards the door I thought I heard someone call out to me...like a whisper...

"Ron..." I quickly turned toward Hermione's bed and saw that nothing changed. I turned again and smiled.

"Hermione..."