I LOVE MY NEW CAR!...But that's beside the point!

You asked me to update and because I'm nice I am doing, and it's because I'm in a really good mood - see first sentance! Oh, in this fic I'm writing characters I never have before which was fun but a bit daunting too when it came to McGonagal and Dumbledore, but hopefully you'll like that when it comes up in later chapters.

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Chapter 2

Parvati Patil walked into the sixth year girl's dormitory and had a look round to make sure there was no one else in the room. She took an envelope from inside her robes and as she sat down on her bed cross-legged she broke the wax seal on the back. She looked up from the envelope for a second, but that's all it took for her to notice Hermione sprawled on the floor unconscious.

'Hermione!' she shouted as she quickly got up, stuffing the envelope back into her robes. She knelt down next to Hermione and rolled her over onto her back.

'Hermione, can you hear me?' she asked, starting to panic slightly.

She got no response from Hermione, so decided the best thing she could do was to get some help. She sprinted out of the room and down the staircase to the common room. She pushed her way through the portrait hole, a little more forcefully than the Fat Lady liked.

A second after she disappeared Harry came tearing down the opposite staircase having thought along the same lines as Parvati. As he turned a corner he saw Parvati stumbling in front of him. He caught up with her and saw she was out of breath.

'Harry! Oh, I should have come and found you! It's Hermione, she's passed out I think, in our dormitory. I couldn't wake her up!'

'What? So's Ron!' Harry replied, very confused.

Parvati stopped walking and so did Harry.

'Ron is too?'

'This can't be a coincidence!' Harry said, thinking aloud.

'Harry, we need to get help!' Parvati said, trying to bring him from his thoughts.

'I know, look why don't you go back to the common room. Tell Ginny that Ron's unconscious and tell her to go up and watch him 'til I get back with someone. You do the same with Hermione ok?'

'Ok, I will.'

Parvati turned round and ran back the way she came. She got to the portrait hole and for a second couldn't remember the password.

'Oh…er…OH! Abstinence!'

'Yes dear,' the Fat Lady replied.

Parvati scrambled through the portrait hole and frantically scanned the room for Ginny. She found her sat in the window seat staring out into the grounds, a book lying on her lap, not being read.

'Ginny!' Parvati exclaimed as she made her way through the room, weaving through chairs and people.

Ginny sharply turned her head from the view and focused her eyes on Parvati finding her way towards her.

'What is it Parvati? What's wrong?'

'It's Ron, he's unconscious in his room. Harry asked if you'd watch over him while he's finding someone to help?'

'What? Ron's unconscious? How?' Ginny asked, standing up.

'I don't know, but Hermione is too!'

'Wait, Hermione and Ron are unconscious in Ron's room?'

'WHAT?'

Lavender had been coming to see why Parvati seemed to be panicking and had, unfortunately, heard Ginny's last sentence.

'Nothing,' Ginny replied as fast as anything.

She pushed past Lavender.

'It's just Ron up there, Hermione's in our room. I'm going to watch over her.' Parvati said, walking next to Ginny.

'What's going on?' Lavender demanded of both of them.

'Nothing,' Ginny replied again. 'Thanks Parvati.'

Parvati turned and ran up the stairs to their room. Hermione was led just as Parvati had left her; sprawled on her back.

Parvati knelt down next to her and tried to wake her while she waited for help.

Ginny ran up the stairs to the sixth year boy's room. Lavender tried to follow her but Ginny turned round halfway up the stairs and glared at her.

'You're not coming in with me. I don't need you…flapping over him. I'll make sure he's ok until help arrives.'

'You can't tell me what to do! Who do you think you are? I'm his girlfriend!'

'Er…in case you've forgotten, Lavender, I'm his sister! I think that gives me more right than you to go in there. Do not make me hex you, for your sake!'

The two witches stared at each other, Lavender blinked first.

'FINE!'

She turned and stormed down the stairs.

Ginny hurried up the rest of the stairs and barged her way into the room.

'Ron, can you hear me?'

She knelt beside him and felt for his pulse. She found it and relaxed slightly.

'Merlin Ron, what have you done to yourself now?'

Ten minutes later and Hermione and Ron were led in beds in the hospital wing being fussed over by Madam Pomfrey. Harry and Ginny were ordered to wait outside whilst she checked them over, and with scowls on their faces, they agreed.

Ginny turned to Harry who was slumped on the floor.

'Do you have any idea what could be wrong with them?'

'Well…the only thing that could have happened was them having a reaction to the potion they swallowed.'

'What potion?'

'The potion that exploded out of my cauldron and showered them, they both caught a mouthful. I added too much of one ingredient and-' he mimed the potion exploding out of the cauldron.

'Oh, what potion was it?'

'Amortentia,'

Ginny raised her eyebrows.

'Don't worry,' Harry continued, 'it wasn't in any condition to make anyone fall in love or anything!'

'Thing is you never know with potions. Have you told Madam Pomfrey?'

'Yeah, I managed to tell her before she started shoving me out of the room.'

Ron woke up in the hospital wing confused. He had opened his eyes and did not recognise his surroundings. Once his brain had started thinking he realised he did recognise where he was, but he still had no idea what he was doing there.

He rolled over and what he saw made him sit up very fast.

'Hermione?'

Hermione stirred and opened her eyes. She looked at Ron for a second, then her brow furrowed and she cleared her throat.

'Ron? Where are we?'

'Hospital Wing, but I have no idea why! Are you feeling all right?'

'Er…' Hermione sat up, 'I think so. You?'

'Yeah…I think. I'd just really like to know why we're here.'

'Me too. Normally feeling unwell is a stipulation when it comes to taking up a place in the hospital wing, but seeing as though neither of us feels ill, it is a bit strange that we're here.'

Ron swung his legs over the edge of the bed and was about to hop down.

'Ah ah! What do you think you're doing? You need rest!' Madam Pomfrey had seen they were awake and had come out of her office to talk to them.

'Why? I feel fine. What happened to us?'

'You collapsed. Both of you.'

'Both of us?' Hermione and Ron asked simultaneously.

'Do you remember feeling unwell at all?' Madam Pomfrey asked, pushing Ron back down on the bed.

'I don't,' Ron said. 'I'd just changed my robes and then, I suppose I…collapsed. Harry was there too, what did he say happened?'

'Mister Potter said the same, you'd been changing your robes and then he heard you land on the floor. How about you Miss Granger?'

'I was doing the same as Ron, I'd changed my robes and I turned round to…to get my bag off the floor and I went really dizzy. Then I presume I fainted.'

'Well, as there was no one there to see you faint, Miss Granger, we can only hope that is what happened.'

'So can we go?' Ron asked hopefully.

'No you certainly cannot! You will both stay here tonight and rest!'

'But it's only,' he checked his watch, 'half seven, and I'm starving, and I'm supposed to be at Quidditch practice!'

Hermione tutted loudly.

'What?' he asked her.

'Nothing,' she mumbled.

'I don't care what time it is Mister Weasley or what you had planned, you are staying here tonight. In the morning you can rejoin the main school.'

'But I've got homework to do, and Gryffindor don't have any prefects!' Hermione said, slightly panicked.

'Only you would worry about homework and Gryffindor over your own health,' Ron said with a smirk.

'And only you would worry about your dinner and Quidditch over yours!' Hermione replied with a scowl. Apparently she hadn't forgotten she was still annoyed with Ron.

'Both of you need to calm down. There will be no homework or prefect duties done by either of you, you are here to rest and get your strength back, and I will get you some food brought up from the kitchens. Mister Potter and Miss Patil are temporary prefects for the night so you needn't worry about that Miss Granger.'

'Can we have visitors?' Ron asked.

'You may have one visitor each for twenty minutes.'

'Twenty minutes! That's nothing!' Ron exclaimed.

'It will turn into nothing if you don't calm down Mister Weasley!'

'Madam Pomfrey, please could you let us have…three quarters of an hour, even half an hour, to see our friends, I know we need our rest, but we're not feeling ill. We won't over-exert ourselves, we promise,' Hermione ended her speech with a pleading smile.

Madam Pomfrey smiled at Hermione. 'All right, you can have forty minutes if you promise not to go mad!'

Hermione beamed, 'Thank you Madam Pomfrey.'

Ron pulled a face at Hermione behind Madam Pomfrey's back, when the nurse turned round Hermione scowled at him.

Hermione laid down on her bed and closed her eyes. When Ron had made sure Madam Pomfrey was out of earshot he rolled on to his side and leaned forward.

'Could you have sucked up to her any more?'

Hermione's eyes snapped open.

'It was only because of your subtle as an air-raid comments that I had to suck up. Thanks to me we now have double the time she wanted to give us with our friends, so I don't know why you're complaining, you should be thanking me!'

Ron fell silent and rolled onto his back.

'Merlin I'm bored!' he exclaimed after only a minute of silence.

Hermione let out a groan of frustration. She sat up and got out of her bed.

'Hey! Where are you going?'

'If you must know, Ronald, I'm going to the toilet, is that all right with you?' She glared at him, daring him to challenge her in any way.

'Fine.'

'Why thank you!' She walked to the end of the wing and towards Madam Pomfrey's office. The nurse bustled out looking flustered before Hermione explained she was only using the bathroom and would be back in bed in a few minutes. She went into the small room and locked the door.

Ron had sat up and watched Hermione walk down the ward, he didn't know why but he was slightly sad to watch her walk away from him when he had obviously annoyed her. He didn't know exactly what he'd done, but then again, they hadn't been on proper speaking terms since before Christmas. Just because they were now sharing a ward didn't mean things had changed.

He thought he heard a thud from the far end of the ward but at the same moment he started to get a ringing in his ears and coloured spots filled his vision. Three seconds later he was unconscious.