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Chapter 2: Saint Mungo's

Hermione slowly felt her mind drift into consciousness. Her eyes were closed, but she was still fairly aware of her surroundings. The first thing she felt was a slight headache, then, she felt an sore pain in her chest. It was coming from several different spots around her ribcage. She assumed this was the feeling of broken ribs.

The young witch opened her eyes to find a small, white room, filled with rays of sun coming in through the windows. She quickly realized that she was currently sitting in a hospital bed. Then she remembered what had happened. There was an attack on the Burrow, then Greyback and Dolohov attacked her. She could perfectly recall that horrible feeling of hopelessness that was now stirring up in her chest again. But she wasn't hopeless. Somehow, she had survived that dreadful battle. She was safe.

"Good morning." A voice said from the corner of the room.

Hermione gasped, cringed at the pain in her ribs, and then looked over to a chair in the corner where Kinglsey was sitting. "Kingsley! What happened? Is everyone okay?" She managed to say between winces.

He smiled at her compassion for her comrades. "Yes, everyone's fine, we have some checked into the hospital here because of minor injuries, but no fatalities."

"Good." She said, happy that nobody died.

"Hermione, there's something I need to talk to you about." His voice was laced with sadness.

"What?" She asked, immediately alarmed.

"That attack…it wasn't just a spur of the moment type of thing. It was planned and pre-meditated."

When he paused, she urged him on, "And?"

"Well, we've been looking into it, and have discovered that the attack was focused on you." He said, looking up at her with a serious expression.

"Me? Why me?" She was thoroughly confused now.

Kingsley leaned forward in his chair, "All we know is that there is some kind of Death Eater reunion, and most of Voldemort's followers are uniting to attack the Muggle population again. They have chosen you as their number one target, being a Muggle-born and a member of the golden trio, they want you dead."

Hermione thought this over for a couple of seconds. It made sense in her mind that they would want to kill her, and that also connected to how Dolohov and Greyback had attacked her so brutally.

"Hermione, we need to keep you safe, and I'm afraid you can't stay at the Burrow anymore, not after they ambushed our meeting."

"Okay, I can stay at Grimmauld Place, with Harry." She volunteered, knowing Harry would be happy to have her.

"That's not entirely safe either, we've made plans for you to go into hiding. There's a safe house and everything waiting for you." Kingsley said.

"But I want to help, I want to fight." She argued. "I can't just go hide away from them, that's not how we're going to beat them."

"The war isn't completely over yet. You can still help us, but it will be more indirect. See, we've made arrangements for you to stay in a safe house…with another order member." He hesitated, knowing how she would react to the person she would be going in hiding with.

"Who?" Hermione was already guessing.

"Draco." Kingsley said in all seriousness.

"Are you serious? He can't be trusted!" Hermione winced at the pain in her ribs from shouting, "He's going to betray us!" This was outrageous. It was exactly what the Death Eaters wanted for her to leave with only Draco.

"I know that you don't trust him, but I do. Draco is our best option for keeping you safe. We're sending you to a safe house tomorrow, you will be safe with Draco, and there will be Order members coming to check up on you often. Hermione, we have taken all necessary precautions to ensure your security." Kingsley stood up, "I have to go now, but Harry will be in soon."

Hermione crossed her arms and nodded, the usual stubborn way.

Kingsley said goodbye and exited the room, leaving Hermione alone. She began examining the room, noticing a plate of food to her right. She reached over, and picked up the applesauce.

After only a few minutes, Harry entered the room, closing the door behind him.

"Are you okay with this?" Hermione asked, seeing his relatively calm expression.

"Look, I'm uncomfortable with this situation, but Kingsley is sure that we can trust Draco, and I trust Kingsley's judgment." Harry said, sitting down in a chair next to the bed.

When he got up close to her, she noticed a large gash above his eyebrow, with stiches covering it up. "Oh Harry, you hurt your head!"

He chuckled. "My head is fine. And besides, you should be concerned about yourself. You broke three ribs, plus that giant bump in the back of your head, and the doctors said they used the Cruciatus on you. Are you okay?"

Hermione frowned a little. "Yeah, I'll be fine."

"Good, we just want to keep you safe."

They sat in silence for a few seconds before Hermione spoke again. "What happened? After I passed out, I mean."

"Oh, at the Burrow? We eventually fought off the Death Eaters, Draco found you in the cornfield. He said that he had to fight off Greyback and Dolohov to get to you." Harry said, slightly surprised.

"Oh." Hermione was a bit taken aback by Draco's actions. "So he saved me?"

"Yeah, I guess he did." Harry responded.

Hermione had to wrap her mind around this. If Draco hadn't come to save her, she probably would have been dead. That's what the Death Eaters came to the Burrow for, they wanted to kill her. Also, since when was Draco capable of fighting off two Death Eaters? Hermione decided that he must have surprised them or something.

"So I have to leave tomorrow?" Hermione asked.

Harry nodded, "You and Draco. But don't worry, you won't be gone for very long, just until we can catch the Death Eaters that escaped."

"Why do I have to go with Draco, do you know?" She said with a confused expression.

"Because he owns the house, apparently he inherited it from his aunt or something. Also, the Death Eaters still don't know he's helping us out. Greyback and Dolohov didn't recognize him, so he's under no suspicion of smuggling you away from here."

Hermione didn't really like the idea of Draco "Smuggling" her away.

"I heard it's actually a really nice place, a small cottage in Devon." Harry smiled a little. "It's right on the sea."

Hermione smiled as well. She liked the sea, but the fact that she was going to be staying with Draco bothered her.

"Alright I've got to go, but I'll see you tomorrow, before you leave." Harry said, getting up and heading towards the door.

"See you tomorrow." Hermione said in a dejected tone.

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