After dinner had finished, Professor went straight down to the hospital wing to check on her student. On arrival, she saw that Harry and Ron were trying to visit Hermione, but even she knew that they were not allowed.
"Mr Potter, Mr Weasley? What is going on here?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"We want to see Hermione." They both said at the same time, as if they had rehearsed it.
"And I told them no." Madam Pomfrey said.
"I agree with Madam Pomfrey, boys. She is ill and it is contagious, which means that we don't want you to catch it." Professer McGonagall said.
"But you both can visit her! Why not us!" Ron said, frustrated.
"We are both immune." Madam Pomfrey said, and then the frustrated boys faces changed to a more disappointed look.
"I wil give you permission to see her, but only when her fever has broken, which could be a couple of days before that happens." Professor McGonagall said.
"I agree." Madam Pomfrey said.
The two boys left muttering things under their breath which the professor and the healer could not here.
Professor McGonagall went and sat next to Hermione, who was still asleep, and didn't show any signs of waking up anytime soon, but she still sat with her for an hour.
During that hour, Professor McGonagall read some runes and rumaged through her thoughts. She thought about how peaceful Hermione looked, and thought that it was very peaceful in here. She closed her eyes and imagined herself being somewhere else, and before she knew it, she had fallen asleep herself. She dreamt of being home, in Scotland, with her family, but instead, she was here. She wished she could go home, even if it was only for one hour, so see her family that she hadn't seen all year.
She woke up an hour later, with tears on her cheeks. She wiped them away and went to ask Madam Pomfreyof the time.
"It is nine, Minerva. Is everything okay?" Madam Pomfrey asked.
"Yes everything is fine, thanks. I'd better get going. Please inform me if she wakes up, whatever time."
"Okay. Go get some sleep. You look like you need it." Madam Pomfrey suggested.
Professor McGonagall left the hospital wing with one last look at Hermione, and left for her own room. She was still sad because of her dream, but she decided to think about something else. She decided to sleep, so she got dressed for bed, even though it was only nine.
The next morning, she woke, and remembered Hermione? Would she be awake? No, Madam Pomfrey didn't call her, so Hermione must still be asleep. Bless her, she obviously needed it. So Professor McGonagall hurriedly dressed and jogged down to the hospital wing to see her ill student.
When she arrived, she saw Madam Pomfrey leaning over Hermione, who was obviously waking up. She looked more like she was having a nightmare.
"Hermione, it is okay, you are safe, at hogwarts." Madam Pomfrey was saying. She turned around to see Professor McGonagall walking towards her.
"Having a fever induced nightmare, poor thing." Madam Pomfrey said to her. "Help me wake her?"
"Yeah of course Poppy." She said. "Hermione? You are safe!" She was trying to stop the girl thrashing around so much. Hermione flew her eyes open and she was almost hyperventilating. A tear spilled down over her left cheek.
"Hermione, everything is okay. You are safe!" Madam Pomfrey tried to comfort her.
"You just had a nightmare, none of it was real." Professor McGonagall also trying to comfort her.
"It looked so real!" Hermione said and burst into tears. Professor McGonagall helped her to sit up, and hugged her to try and comfort her a bit more. Hermione hugged her back.
"It may have looked real, but it wasn't. Dreams can be terrible things sometimes." Professor McGonagall told her.
"I know, I hate being ill!" Hermione said, wiping her eyes on the back of her hand.
"On the bright side, your temperature had gone down by a whole degree, so you shouldn't have anymore nightmares like the one you just had. Would you like another fever reducer to help it go down justthat little bit faster?" Madam Pomfrey asked.
"Yes please." she whispered.
Madam Pomfrey gave her the potion bottle, which shook in Hermiones hand. She was obviously shaken by the nightmare.
"Would you also like a calming solution?" Madam Pomfrey asked.
"No thanks, ill be fine." Hermione said. After she had drank her potion, Professor McGonagall helped her to layback down and held her hand until she fell asleep. She left to go to breakfast, and teach her morning lessons.
During lunch, Professor McGonagall sat next to Albus.
"Minerva, how is Hermione?" He asked.
"She is still ill, but her temperature has gone down by at least one degree. She woke up from a fever induced nightmare this morning."
"So she is recovering?"
"Yes, but slowly. Nasty, that acromantula fever."
"I know." He agreed.
"I had better go and check on her." She said. "Please excuse me." She stood up and made her way to the hospital wing for the second time that day. To her surprise, Hermione was awake and talking with Madam Pomfrey.
"Hermione, are you feeling better?" Professor McGonagall asked her.
"Yeah, loads better thanks! She said with a smile.
"Her temperature is next to normal and she no longer has a headache." Madam Pomfrey informed her. "She can leave tomorrow, as I want to keep her under observation overnight."
"Thanks great news!" Professor McGonagall beamed.
"Yes, all thanks to you and Madam Pomfrey." Hermione said to her.
Both women smiled.
"So, I guess Harry and Ron can visit now." Madam Pomfrey said.
"Yes! I havent seen them for ages! Well it feels like ages." Hermione said.
"I will go and fetch them." Professor McGonagall said, leaving the hospital wing.
Five minutes later, she arrived with the two boys. Both were looking forward to seeing her.
"Hermione!" both boys had obviously missed her.
"Hello!" she smiled at them.
"How are you?" Ron asked.
"Fine now! A lot better."
"Thats good then. I bet you have been bored in here." Harry said to her.
"Not really, I was asleep for most of it."
"Oh right." he said.
"So when are you getting out?" Ron asked.
"Maybe tomorrow." she smiled.
"Really? Yay!" he replied.
"But the both of youwill have to help me catch up with my classes." She told them.
"Do we have to?" Harry said, looking slightly disappointed.
"Yes. You see how I feel when I have to help you." she chuckled.
"I guess so." he said.
"Well, we had better go to our next class. Potions." Ron said.
"I hate potions." Harry said.
"I don't hate potions, I hate snape." Ron said.
"Yeah true." Harry agreed.
"Well see you Hermione."
"Yeah, bye Hermione."
"See you."
Both boys left, and Hermione leaned onto the back of her bed. She felt so much better. If only she could leave tonight, she thought to herself.
