Chapter 2:
They burst into the Hospital Wing and dumped Hermione unceremoniously on the nearest bed they could find then proceeded to banging on Madam Pomfrey's door as though they were being chased by a pack of rabid centaurs.
Madam Pomfrey opened the door after two seconds but realised her mistake too late. KONK KONK KONK KONK. Ron and Harry whacked her repeatedly in the face.
"For Helga's sake, what is wrong with the both of you!" she screamed.
"Hermione. Potions. Bald Malfoy." Ron said, gesturing wildly.
"What he means," Harry interpreted, "Is that There was an accident in Potions class and Hermione got badly hurt."
"Thank you for the interpretation. Where is she?"
They led her to the bed were Hermione was and waited patiently - at least Harry did - as Madam Pomfrey gave hermione check up. After about ten minutes…
"I have good news and bad news. Which do you want first?" she announced.
"Good news, please" Harry replied.
"The good news is she'll live." she said. Ron sighed with relief.
"And the bad news…?" Harry asked, quite determined to get Ron in a bad mood.
"She is in a coma and won't be out of it anytime soon. She'll probably be out for about two weeks. One and a half if she's lucky. But one week would be a miracle."
"TWO WEEKS!" Ron bellowed. "She can't be gone for two weeks."
"Well, she can and will be." Pomfrey stated calmly. "I need the both of you out right now. You can visit in the mornings and during your lunch breaks. Now, shoo."
Harry, with an extremely unhappy Ron, left the Hospital Wing and walked as slowly as they could to the Potions classroom. After 30 minutes they finally made it, which left them with only a third of the period. When they walked into the classroom, it was in total chaos. Jinxes and hexes were being tossed. There was a huge amount of wailing coming from Draco and hollering from Pansy. Harry noted two things. Number one: Snape was missing. Number two: So was Neville. But he didn't dwell much on that. He decided to end this once and for all.
"OI!" he yelled. "Let's just stop this. We all know Malfoy is at fault."
"YEAH!" the Gryffindors chorused.
"But Longbottom destroyed Draco's hair." Pansy argued.
"YEAH!" the Slytherins chorused.
"Well, we don't care. You guys are gonna pay for what you did to Hermione. So I'd advise you guys to sleep with one eye open." Harry threatened, his voice was deadly quiet and would have made even Old Voldy pee in his pants. He got his desired effect because the Slytherins gulped and cast scared looks at each other.
"Come on, guys. Let's go. We need to start plotting our revenge." And with that the Gryffindors packed their stuff and left the classroom, leaving a few scared Slytherins behind.
"What have we done?" Blaise asked dramatically.
"Save the drama for your mama. Right now we need to start planning our revenge too." Pansy said haughtily, although she was still obviously scared.
"Yeah. Let's go plot revenge." Draco said shakily, as he conjured a facecap to cover up his baldness."
Author's note: I know this chapter is pretty short but it was all I could manage. I have some tests tomorrow so I have to go and study. Thanks for reading. And remember, the more reviews I get, the more motivated I become so press those review buttons!.