*Disclaimer- I own nothing Harry Potter. The only thing I own is the plot!
*(A/N: Hemione has Cancer. Harry, Ron, and The professors know.)
Today, like every other day, started out completely normal. She got up, showered, and took her medication. On her way down to the Great Hall, she ran into Harry and Ron.
"Hey, Hermione. How're you feeling this morning," Ron asked, giving her a sideways glance.
"Fine, you guys. It's not like I'm gonna break, I'm not glass." She said grinning.
"I was just checking, Hermione. We care about you and want you to be as safe as you can." Ron said, while looking at Harry to make sure he agreed. He showed it, by shaking his head, with worried eyes.
As they reached the entrance to the Great Hall, Hermione's knees went out, and she collapsed on the floor clutching her chest, while struggling to take in breath. Just then, the dungeon doors opened as Malfoy and his lackies immerged. As they passed her, waltzing into the Great Hall, they pointed and laughed as Malfoy mimiced her. Hermione no longer had the strength to breath and passed out, but not before a wince of pain flashed across the faces of Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
(A/N: I know the beginning to this was short, but I'm trying to decide whether or not to continue to work on this. If you want me to continue, or you have anything to do, leave me a Response, or I'll start a new story----- Dark Rogue
*(A/N: Hemione has Cancer. Harry, Ron, and The professors know.)
Today, like every other day, started out completely normal. She got up, showered, and took her medication. On her way down to the Great Hall, she ran into Harry and Ron.
"Hey, Hermione. How're you feeling this morning," Ron asked, giving her a sideways glance.
"Fine, you guys. It's not like I'm gonna break, I'm not glass." She said grinning.
"I was just checking, Hermione. We care about you and want you to be as safe as you can." Ron said, while looking at Harry to make sure he agreed. He showed it, by shaking his head, with worried eyes.
As they reached the entrance to the Great Hall, Hermione's knees went out, and she collapsed on the floor clutching her chest, while struggling to take in breath. Just then, the dungeon doors opened as Malfoy and his lackies immerged. As they passed her, waltzing into the Great Hall, they pointed and laughed as Malfoy mimiced her. Hermione no longer had the strength to breath and passed out, but not before a wince of pain flashed across the faces of Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
(A/N: I know the beginning to this was short, but I'm trying to decide whether or not to continue to work on this. If you want me to continue, or you have anything to do, leave me a Response, or I'll start a new story----- Dark Rogue