Hello and welcome to Chapter 2.
This story started hitting me over the head while i was writting "And i think its going to rain today", which only has a chapter to go on it, and the epi (but if you haven't read it yet, i suggest you give it a look).
I do like the many tales that i read where Hermione Jane ends up with this "particular" condition ( if you havent guessed, look at the name, say it with a french accent, and see how you go from there)
with out further ado
DISCLAIMER: shock horror, Dizi remembered this time :P if it looks like JKR's then its not DIZI's, i do however own the ward called "Le Medic tre' Volf " and the mirror minds of Star, Gliten and Moony.
and now, on with the show.
The evening meal had started at Hogwarts, the tables filled with noisy mutterings and clanks of cutlery and dishes. The only table that didn't seem to be joining in the festivities was the Gryffindors
It wasn't the fact that Ron was playing his usual game of "let's eat like a pig", but that his and Ron's other half was missing (or should I say third).
Hermione had been missing for six days now, and Harry was more worried then ever before. Hermione never missed anything! Not only had she missed the announcement of the preliminary NEWTS results (hers had been the highest in over 200 years, blowing the past headmaster and their current headmistress's out of the water) but if she didn't come back in the three days till her 9 am Monday interview………………………… It just wasn't like the girl he knew. Even Mione sent an owl every two days, and that was when they were fighting!
Dinner was reaching its end, and most students were sitting with their heads and arms rested on the bench table, taking the time between dinner, notices, and their return to the hard slog of homework.
"Good evening pupils"
All talking ceased, and the differing house members gave their attention to their headmistress of just under a year, Madame McGonogall.
" I only have one notice to take to your attention during this grand evening."
She looked at Harry, it seemed, and then to the space usually filled by his book-loving friend.
"It seems that a certain….. virus, if you can call it that, is spreading through the school. A student has already been taken away for treatment. If anybody has flu like symptoms please approach either your head of house, or our well practiced school nurse."
Whispers began to fill the hall.
"That is all my dears, time for your evenings to begin".
Harry mulled over the words he had heard his ex head of house speak.
"..please approach either your head of house or our……"
"But that's just it, Remus isint here".
Ron turned to Harry.
"Mate, I think your talking to your self again".
"But that's just it Ron. Professor Lupin isn't here, and not since Hermione disappeared too."
"You don't think………….." Ron looked into Harrys face, his eyebrows raised in apprehension.
"That Remus knows where she is? Maybe. Lets go grab my two way mirror and see".
With that the boys ran the rest of the way to the portrait hole, and were the first ones through from their tower, but they didn't get far.
Because seated on the couch was the same Professor, holding a sleeping Head Girl in his arms.
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