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Hermione is safe.
She just doesn't know it yet...
Hermione finally came to her senses. She had no clue where she was, who she was, or how she got there. Although she did know what she should do, go for help, but why? Her legs and arms began to carry her. She crawled, but to where she didn't even know.
She had no clue where she was going. Then finally she came to her destination, the orphanage. She knocked, but she was so quite no one heard her. In her desperation to get in she accidentally used magic! The door flew of its hinges and crashed to the floor.
"What was that?"someone yelled. She knew it was an older kid. The task took what little strength she had and she fainted.
She woke up in a hospital. A muggle hospital. A muggle hospital with incompetent doctors. They didn't know how to treat a witch.
"She has a simple case of amnesia. Although, that wound is severe and will scar too." the doctor explained.
"Oh no! This is horrible!" she thought, because she knew one thing. She was a witch and know she bore a scar for eternal life. It would never go away. It was permanent. But what was amnesia as he called it? Was it really bad or just a little bad? Was it bad at all? Maybe it was good, maybe, but she doubted it.
"lthr pr!" she said aloud to her surprise.
The doctor looked at her in a strange way then said "As I was telling this woman, Mrs. Bell, your fine."
"Ga! Uytr." Hermione chided. Oh! Okay that meant. She calmed. she was just fine, but how fine was just fine, exactly? She wanted to ask, but he didn't understand her, so she should conserve her limited strength. She was still confused. She hated being confused. She liked feeling smart.
