The Detention
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
AN: Finally I have another chapter to put up. Sorryit's been such a long time but I haven't been bothered to write recently, and this story has practiaclly no reviews, and none from people who don't know me, so it didn't really motivate me. I will carry on with this story until I get some inspiration.This chapter has some R/HR, just in case you wanted to know.
Chapter 2
Everyone was sent back to their dormitories whilst Dumbledore and Snape were repairing the classroom. Harry was suffering a lot of pain from the unicorn horn and knarl quills, which were still stuck.
"Go to Madam Pomfrey," suggested Hermione, "She'll get them out and stop it hurting in no time."
"No! It's too embarrassing!" Harry wailed.
"Well let me pull them out then. I already know and it's not like you have to pull your trousers down or anything, but you look like a right idiot with long pointy things sticking out of your trousers."
"No! It'll hurt too much if you pull!"
But Hermione had already reached down and pulled with all her strength.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Harry screamed in a high girly voice.
"Oops, sorry Harry I didn't mean to…"
"I thought I told you NOT to pull them out?"
"Well I thought you'd be in less pain…"
Harry's trousers were slowly staining red. He didn't care about being embarrassed any more; he just needed to get to the hospital wing.
A few seconds later, Ron came down to the common room to see Hermione looking very upset.
"What's wrong Hermione?" he asked, sitting down next to her on a two-seater sofa.
"Harry's going to hate me. I pulled these out," she said, indicating a bloody mess of sharp objects, "and it…sort of made it worse. I hope he's ok. He was in agony. And it was all my fault."
"No it wasn't Hermione. It was Malfoy; he chucked them at him in the first place. I'm sure Harry'll be fine. Madame Pomfrey'll fix him up in no time," he said, subconsciously putting his arm round Hermione to comfort her.
Hermione smiled and found that her head was on Ron's shoulder.
"Hermione, while Harry's not here…there's something I've been meaning to ask you," Ron said hesitantly, looking Hermione in the eye with his hand on her shoulder.
Hermione looked up at Ron, not daring to believe what she hoped it might be.
"I … I-"
"Hey guys, I'm back. It doesn't hurt at all any more, she healed me in a second!" Harry said as he walked over to Ron and Hermione who had jumped apart.
"That's great Harry! But I think you should be going to your detention now. You're going to be late if you don't hurry up."
"Oh. It's so unfair. Well, see you later, if you haven't already gone to bed."
"Bye, mate. Hope he doesn't give you anything too bad."
Sorry this chapters short, not my best and a long long time in coming, but please review anyway. I will only carry this story on until I get some inspiration for a new story. Unless you all love it that is.
