AN: This is a pairing I love to read about, one that I'm always looking for new stories for. I had a little plot bunny running around in my head for a few days now and I had to write it down. I'd love some feedback, should I continue the story?
Disclaimer: I own Nothing of Harry Potter and the world he lives in. That honour goes to the lovely J.K. Rowling. A special thanks to Jo for allowing us writers to take her characters in new directions!
Chapter 1
"Where is she? What's happened, and what can I do to help?"
"Headmistress?"
"Hermione Weasley, where is she?"
Minerva had just received an urgent owl from one Ginny Potter that Hermione was taken to St Mungos for a dehexing, multiple fractures and some internal bleeding all given to her by her soon to be ex-husband, if Minerva had any say in the matter. Apparently, Hermione had been calling for her while she was taken out of the home.
"She's up on ward 4 receiving her dehexing at the moment, the healers are having trouble figuring out what spell was used. If you would like…"
"No, thank you I know my way. I'll just make my way there now shall I?"
Before the nurse could say anything Minerva was already on her way to the elevators at the end of the hall. Stepping in she simply said, "Ward 4" and she zoomed off to the back and then suddenly rose to the 4th floor. As she stepped out, she noticed right away that there was a buzz in the hallway. Apparently the entire Weasley clan had come to Hermione's aid.
"I cannot believe Ron would do such a thing!"
"I'll hex him into the next millennia."
"Zis is most deesturbing" Fleur mumbled.
"I k…k…know I t…t…taught him b…b…better." Molly was crying into her hands leaning heavily on Arthur. As she turned her head she saw Minerva. She was still in her emerald green teaching robes, but very surprising her hair was out of her usual bun, but down her back its black tresses flowing back in the wind.
"M…M…Minerva I'm so glad you're here."
"How is she Molly? Have they been able to figure it out yet? If I ever get my wand on Ronald…"
"They haven't said anything other than it was a complex hex that looked like it was two spells mixed together. I didn't know my own son could do su...su...such awful" At this Molly was crying harder once more. Minerva soothingly stroked Molly's back.
"Shh… I'll just go see what I can do, shall I?"
"Oh P…P…Please? She's like a daughter to m…m…me"
Sweeping into the room to help Hermione she stops suddenly as she catches sight of the young witch. She was lying on the table very still, along her body were boils that were sprouting some sort of plant. The healer in the room turned to the door ready to tell whoever had just come in off, but when she saw it was the Headmistress of Hogwarts she fell silent.
"Professor McGonagall, I'm sorry but only family…oh who am I kidding, I could really use your help…I've not been able to figure out what spell Mr. Weasley used. It looks to be a complex…"
"It looks to me a stirpis vomica hex. It's not a widely known hex. Allow me to try?"
The healer nodded and stepped aside. Minerva took her spot and lifted her wand and with intricate movements above Hermione's body the planted boils were slowly disappearing.
"Miiiiineeeeeeeervaaaaaa…I...lo….."
She lowered her wand and moved to the other side of the bed so that the Healer could continue her work.
"Shh…I'm here." She said in a soft voice that no one but a safe few heard.
"I'm not going anywhere. Just rest now." Minerva gently took her hand in her own and held it soothingly stroking circles in the back of her hand. It seemed to calm her down enough so that the Healer was able to do her work.
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It was a couple of hours when Minerva walked out of the room, Hermione was sleeping and would be for a while. She found that the Weasleys were all gone except Molly and Ginny Potter.
"How is she doing? Is she going to be ok?" Ginny asked.
Running a hand through her long black hair she closed her eyes and nodded.
"She's resting now. We've got the bleeding stopped and the planted boils are gone. She's going to have to stay here for a couple of days. Her ribs were broken and almost punctured a lung. If she wasn't here I shudder to think what could have happened. What happened that she's in such a state? I know Mr. Weasley, but what caused him to react so violently? I've never been so disappointed in one of my cubs."
Ginny sighed, she was glad that Hermione was going to be ok, and she knew what happened she was there after all, but she felt it was up to Hermione to tell her. But she would drop a hint to her former Professor.
"I think it would be better for Hermione to tell you. But seeing as she can't at the moment I will tell you she was explaining to Ron that she wasn't in love with him in a romantic way anymore. It made my brother see red, and well you can see the result. A lot of words were exchanged and before she passed out, she asked for you. So that would be why you received my owl."
Minerva took this all in and slowly nodded.
"I appreciate the owl Ms Wea…I'm sorry old habits, Mrs. Potter." She smiled to her and laid a hand on her shoulder. "Now, if you'll excuse me I'm going to head back to Hogwarts and fill Filius in and come back in the morning. If Hermione wants me here then of course I shall be here."
