(AN: NO!! I can't believe I just wrote that! How could I? I hate myself
now! Poor Percy.Poor Ron!)
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing.
Chapter 2
###.### - Hermione's POV '.' - Hermione's thoughts
!!!I looked up just in time to see Percy. I let out a sigh of relief.
"Percy!" I grinned. "I'd thought the death eaters had gotten you!"
He didn't smile back. I frowned wondering what was wrong with him.
[Why isn't he talking? Or moving?] I thought.
"Percy?" I asked, moving to put my hand on his shoulder. He raised his wand and pointed it at me. "Whoa!"
"Ron." He croaked. I could see a look of pain cross his face and I took a step back. He let out a strangled choke and dropped his wand. "Ron! Run! Run and warn the others. They tortured me and they planed to make me kill you all. They're coming back!"
"Percy." I started, pulling my wand out. He grabbed his wand again and pointed it at me.
"Run." He told me. I looked at his wand and the look in his eyes, and knew not to argue. I heard a crash at the end of the hall and Percy turned to face it. He looked over his shoulder and bit his lip. "New plan! Hide. And Ron? I'm sorry."
I started to back away, unsure of what was happening.
"GO!" Percy roared at me, as he pushed me away. I turned and took off down the hall, trying to block out the crashes and shouts that I was running from. I turned the corner and jumped into a closet, and tried to catch my breath. There was silence and then I heard Percy.
"Owwww." He moaned. "That hurts."
I tried to move, but I was to scared. My legs wouldn't move. I was about to open the closet door when I heard Percy scream and another voice.
"Adava Kedavra!" The new voice screamed and was followed by a flash of green. I froze.
[Percy!] I wanted to scream. I wanted to bang on the door; run to Percy; do something! I tried to open my mouth, but my body would not respond. I tried to move, but I couldn't.
"Damn!" the voice sighed. "My Lord will not be pleased, but we must call off the attack. The others must already know of our intent."
I waited and waited for the person to come looking for me, but he did not. I leaned against the wall and let my legs give way. I slid down the wall 'til I was sitting on my butt. I crossed my arms to try and fight to chill, but nothing helped. I shivered and pulled my knees to my chest. I put my head down and felt a tear run down my check. It was soon followed by another and another. I cried quietly, not wanting to be found, until I felt I could never cry again. I was empty, but it still hurt. My heart ached and I wanted to die. Die and sleep forever.
"Percy." I whispered. "Percy." !!!
###I glanced at the clock on the wall and sighed. It was almost an hour since Ron and Percy were due back. Fred and George had gone out when it had been their shift but said they hadn't been able to find them, so they had decided to take their shift and watch out for Ron and Percy at the same time. I was getting worried. I knew that Ron hated his patrol and Percy, though apt to work harder than needed, was not likely to work this hard. I sighed and stepped out of the common room. If anyone found out that I had gone looking for them alone, they might take away house points, but I honestly didn't care that much right now. Harry and Ron had taught me that sometimes some things are more important than house points and following the rules. Things like friendship, love and doing the right thing. I hurried down the halls and suddenly rammed into one of the twins.
"Steady there!" the twin cried, almost falling over. When he looked down and realized it was I, his face grew worried. "Say, Hermione, what are you doing here?"
"I was.I was looking for Ron." I sputtered.
"Then look no further." The other twin sighed, his face equally dark. "We've found him."
"Oh?" I asked, a feeling of apprehension and worry washing over me.
"He's alive." The first twin reassured me. I looked at their faces.
'This can't be good.' I worried. 'The twins are never this serious unless something is very wrong.'
"What is it?" I asked. I bit my lip as soon as I had said those words. I really didn't want to know.
"We found him hiding in a closet. He wouldn't speak to us or move. We don't even think he realized we were there. He just kept saying one word over and over again." The second twin said, after shooting a look at the other one.
"What.what did he say?" I pressed.
'Why can't I just shut up?' I almost cried. 'I don't want to know! I just want to see Ron!'
"He just kept saying.'Percy'." The second twin whispered.
"Did you find Percy?" I asked.
"No. Percy is still missing." The first twin admitted.
"Can I see him?" I asked. The twins looked at each other.
"No. George and I won't allow it." Fred, the second twin, sighed.
"Tell Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey what we told you. We're going to need some help." George told me. "Fred will wait here."
George turned around and went back, presumable, to Ron. I turned to go to when Fred caught my sleeve.
"Hermione. I want you to promise me that you will only go to find Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey. Promise me that you won't try and see Ron until you've brought them here. It's not pretty."
"I wouldn't have done anything else." I sighed. "Ron clearly needs help. I'm going to get it for him."
"Thank you." Fred sighed as he let go of my robes. I nodded and ran off to get some help. ###
Hermione waited outside the infirmary, hoping for and dreading the time when Madam Pomfrey would come out and tell her how Ron was.
'This is silly!' She told herself. 'Ron has been through worse, much worse! He'll be fine. If only he would talk to us. Damn it! I hate this! I can't help! I can't even do research until I know what's wrong.'
She suddenly looked up as Dumbledore came out of Ron's room. She stood and opened her mouth to bombard him with questions when he held up a hand to silence her.
"He's fine. Madam Pomfrey has given him a sleeping potion so if you wish to speak to him, you'd best hurry. It's his nerves. Somethinghappened tonight, but Ron is in no state to tell us what. Now, hurry up if you want to talk."
She nodded and hurried into Ron's room. He was laying on his back, staring at the ceiling with big, unseeing eyes. She coughed, quietly, hoping to attract his attention. She didn't. She walked closer and sat down next to him.
"Ron?" She asked.
"Percy." He whispered. "Percy, I'm sorry."
"Ron, can you hear me?" She asked again, a bit louder this time. He didn't answer. standing a little, she leaned over and touched his shoulder but he didn't respond. "Ron!"
"I'm so very sorry, Percy." Ron repeated, closing his eyes as the potion took effect.
"Ron!" Hermione sobbed, quietly. "What happened to you?"
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing.
Chapter 2
###.### - Hermione's POV '.' - Hermione's thoughts
!!!I looked up just in time to see Percy. I let out a sigh of relief.
"Percy!" I grinned. "I'd thought the death eaters had gotten you!"
He didn't smile back. I frowned wondering what was wrong with him.
[Why isn't he talking? Or moving?] I thought.
"Percy?" I asked, moving to put my hand on his shoulder. He raised his wand and pointed it at me. "Whoa!"
"Ron." He croaked. I could see a look of pain cross his face and I took a step back. He let out a strangled choke and dropped his wand. "Ron! Run! Run and warn the others. They tortured me and they planed to make me kill you all. They're coming back!"
"Percy." I started, pulling my wand out. He grabbed his wand again and pointed it at me.
"Run." He told me. I looked at his wand and the look in his eyes, and knew not to argue. I heard a crash at the end of the hall and Percy turned to face it. He looked over his shoulder and bit his lip. "New plan! Hide. And Ron? I'm sorry."
I started to back away, unsure of what was happening.
"GO!" Percy roared at me, as he pushed me away. I turned and took off down the hall, trying to block out the crashes and shouts that I was running from. I turned the corner and jumped into a closet, and tried to catch my breath. There was silence and then I heard Percy.
"Owwww." He moaned. "That hurts."
I tried to move, but I was to scared. My legs wouldn't move. I was about to open the closet door when I heard Percy scream and another voice.
"Adava Kedavra!" The new voice screamed and was followed by a flash of green. I froze.
[Percy!] I wanted to scream. I wanted to bang on the door; run to Percy; do something! I tried to open my mouth, but my body would not respond. I tried to move, but I couldn't.
"Damn!" the voice sighed. "My Lord will not be pleased, but we must call off the attack. The others must already know of our intent."
I waited and waited for the person to come looking for me, but he did not. I leaned against the wall and let my legs give way. I slid down the wall 'til I was sitting on my butt. I crossed my arms to try and fight to chill, but nothing helped. I shivered and pulled my knees to my chest. I put my head down and felt a tear run down my check. It was soon followed by another and another. I cried quietly, not wanting to be found, until I felt I could never cry again. I was empty, but it still hurt. My heart ached and I wanted to die. Die and sleep forever.
"Percy." I whispered. "Percy." !!!
###I glanced at the clock on the wall and sighed. It was almost an hour since Ron and Percy were due back. Fred and George had gone out when it had been their shift but said they hadn't been able to find them, so they had decided to take their shift and watch out for Ron and Percy at the same time. I was getting worried. I knew that Ron hated his patrol and Percy, though apt to work harder than needed, was not likely to work this hard. I sighed and stepped out of the common room. If anyone found out that I had gone looking for them alone, they might take away house points, but I honestly didn't care that much right now. Harry and Ron had taught me that sometimes some things are more important than house points and following the rules. Things like friendship, love and doing the right thing. I hurried down the halls and suddenly rammed into one of the twins.
"Steady there!" the twin cried, almost falling over. When he looked down and realized it was I, his face grew worried. "Say, Hermione, what are you doing here?"
"I was.I was looking for Ron." I sputtered.
"Then look no further." The other twin sighed, his face equally dark. "We've found him."
"Oh?" I asked, a feeling of apprehension and worry washing over me.
"He's alive." The first twin reassured me. I looked at their faces.
'This can't be good.' I worried. 'The twins are never this serious unless something is very wrong.'
"What is it?" I asked. I bit my lip as soon as I had said those words. I really didn't want to know.
"We found him hiding in a closet. He wouldn't speak to us or move. We don't even think he realized we were there. He just kept saying one word over and over again." The second twin said, after shooting a look at the other one.
"What.what did he say?" I pressed.
'Why can't I just shut up?' I almost cried. 'I don't want to know! I just want to see Ron!'
"He just kept saying.'Percy'." The second twin whispered.
"Did you find Percy?" I asked.
"No. Percy is still missing." The first twin admitted.
"Can I see him?" I asked. The twins looked at each other.
"No. George and I won't allow it." Fred, the second twin, sighed.
"Tell Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey what we told you. We're going to need some help." George told me. "Fred will wait here."
George turned around and went back, presumable, to Ron. I turned to go to when Fred caught my sleeve.
"Hermione. I want you to promise me that you will only go to find Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey. Promise me that you won't try and see Ron until you've brought them here. It's not pretty."
"I wouldn't have done anything else." I sighed. "Ron clearly needs help. I'm going to get it for him."
"Thank you." Fred sighed as he let go of my robes. I nodded and ran off to get some help. ###
Hermione waited outside the infirmary, hoping for and dreading the time when Madam Pomfrey would come out and tell her how Ron was.
'This is silly!' She told herself. 'Ron has been through worse, much worse! He'll be fine. If only he would talk to us. Damn it! I hate this! I can't help! I can't even do research until I know what's wrong.'
She suddenly looked up as Dumbledore came out of Ron's room. She stood and opened her mouth to bombard him with questions when he held up a hand to silence her.
"He's fine. Madam Pomfrey has given him a sleeping potion so if you wish to speak to him, you'd best hurry. It's his nerves. Somethinghappened tonight, but Ron is in no state to tell us what. Now, hurry up if you want to talk."
She nodded and hurried into Ron's room. He was laying on his back, staring at the ceiling with big, unseeing eyes. She coughed, quietly, hoping to attract his attention. She didn't. She walked closer and sat down next to him.
"Ron?" She asked.
"Percy." He whispered. "Percy, I'm sorry."
"Ron, can you hear me?" She asked again, a bit louder this time. He didn't answer. standing a little, she leaned over and touched his shoulder but he didn't respond. "Ron!"
"I'm so very sorry, Percy." Ron repeated, closing his eyes as the potion took effect.
"Ron!" Hermione sobbed, quietly. "What happened to you?"