'Thy angel cries only to be saved, sir Knight comes to rescue thy wounded grace."
13 September 1991
"Happy birthday Hermione!" Greeted Harry that morning, "What would her lady Grace want to do today."
Hermione smiled softly, "Got anything planed?"
"Maybe I do. But it is your day, my dearest friend, and it is your own plans for this day that I shall follow."
"Lets get out to breakfast, then head to Potions yeah. It might be my birthday but I still want to attend classes."
"Whatever thy lady wishes, off to the great hall then! Taly ho!"
She laugh at his hearty fuss, she was warmed that he had remembered her birthday, and that he had bothered to ask what she wanted to do. Breakfast went on with a few birthday greetings from a few housemates, Potions was a minimally fun affair, Snape was pleasant toward her and Harry. The rest of day passed without fanfare, and she enjoyed it immensely, Harry had planed a small picnic lunch by the lake with Ron and Neville.
"Thank you Harry! This was one the best birthdays I've had."
"Your very much welcome, young miss."
30 October 1991
This day didn't go so well for the pack of four, it began during their charms class. Hermione was paired with Ron for the period and the red head was frustrating her to bits. She saw that Harry, Neville and Panama had at least made their quills float an inch or two off the desk, yet Ron was pestering her about the incantation.
"Its not 'Laviosar', its 'Laviosa'." She pointed out in an irrate manner.
Ron shot back, "You do then, if you're so cleaver. Go On!"
She cleared her throat swished her wand, "Wingardum Laviosa." Then flick. Her feather was in the air.
"Look everyone Ms. Granger's done it! Fifteen points to Gryffindor. Five points to Mr. Potter, Longbottom and Ms. Patil for having lifted their feathers and atempting the spell." Said the stouty Professor, "Alright class dismissed."
That earlier in the day, later after their free period. The boys went ahead to the great hall, as they came from the couryeard, Harry's arm was being held by Hermione as they walked along.
"Its not 'Laviosar', its 'Laviosa'." Said Ron in a poor imitation of the bushy haired which, "She's a nightmare honestly no wonder she hasn't much friends."
The rest of the boys from their year in the other houses laughed, while Neville, Dean and Seamuss just wanted to shut up the loudmouth berk. Hermione shot past the group, trying to stifle her tears.
"Hermione wait!" Harry called running after her until Dean's hand came on his shoulder, "Give her some time."
Levender stepped to them, "Parv and I will see how she is Harry, you deal with the prat."
Harry just nodded and truned to Ron, his eyes hard as steel and burning with cold anger. He strode to the boy and grabed his colar.
"What's your problem? Or were you hoping she wouldn't hear a thing you said?" Harry demanded.
Ron was scared, this was a side of Harry he had never seen, and it made him nearly piss his pants.
Dean spoke up, "She was just trying to help your ares, and that is how you thank her. You were lucky enough to be partnered with her, at least she was willing to help you."
"What will your mother say about this? I wouldn't want to be in the same room as you when Mrs. Weasley sends you a howller Ronald." Said Neville with a voice of disappointment.
Ron didn't look so repentant, Harry wanted to punch him so bad, another hand was placed in his shoulder.
"Now, what has transpired here?" Asked headmaster Dumbledore, "Violence without reason is never a good way to solve a problem, young Harry."
Mcgonogall looked at her lions, "I think an explenaition is due."
"Professors, please don't hold Harry responsible for his actions. This is all Ronald's fault." Inteviened Neville, "We were on our way to the Great Hall, when Mr. Wealsey had the gall to insult Ms. Granger about her intellegence, basically called her a friendless bookworm."
"Mr. Weasley that not a way to treat a girl, more so a girl as bright as Ms. Granger." Minerva quelled.
Albus shook his head, "I personally don't condone bullying in these walls, Mr. Weasley. More so emotionally wounding a young lady, a deduction of points and two days of detention should be suitable punishment."
"Indeed, twenty points should be taken for your lack of chivalry, and two days of detention reorganizing my personal library." Said Mcgonagall, "What has Ms. Granger done to deserve such treatment?"
"Aboslutely nothing Professors. She was trying to help him during charms, he wasn't getting anywhere with the levetation spell." Harry responded his anger ebbing out, "She was the only one who did the spell sucessfully out of everyone, Ron was moping around about it. Then just minites ago decided to make fun of her intellegence."
"He's telling truth ma'am, sir." Seamuus said earning nods from Neville and Dean.
"I shall send an owl to Molly and Arthur, this behavior is unacceptable, especially from a young Gryffendor." Said Albus.
Minerva dismissed the group, "Alright you go then. And Mr Potter, fifteen points for defending a fellow housemate." The Deputy head smiled at the young Gryff as she and Albus left the group.
When Hermione haden't come back after lunch, Harry was getting fitful and worried about her. Dinner was a fine meal, until the Hall's doors opened revealing a panting and pale professor Quirell.
"T-Troll in the Dungeon!" He excalined, "TROLL IN THE DUNGEON!"
Everyone paused to look at the panicked professor, the professors around the head table stood in alarm.
"Mmm, thought you 'ought to know." Que the faint.
The students went into havoc, screaming, jumping out of their benshes.
"QUIET!" Yelled the headmaster, "Panic is not an option. Now prefects, please lead your housemates to your commonrooms, the head boy and girl please help them keep an orderly exit from the hall." The prefect and head of the student body noded , "Professors come with me."
The head boy and girl took the prefects aside to discuse the orderly departure to the common rooms, Slytherin came first, Followed by Ravenclaw then Hufflepuff, last came the Gruffendors. Harry ran out of the crowd, followed by; Neville, Dean, Seamuus, Parvati and Lavender.
"Wait Harry!" Called the Irish boy.
Neville asked, "Where are you going?!"
Harry stopped then faced them, "To Hermione of course, she doesn't know about that thing."
"We need a plan first." Suggested Neville, "A full proof one." Added Dean.
"Lav and I know where she is, she's been crying out in the girl's loo the whole afternoon." Said Parvati neviously, "So the plan?"
Harry thought for a minute, "Lav; you, Seamuus and Dean go get the professors. While Parvati will lead Neville and I to the girl's loo."
Everyone agreed and ran to their designated direction. Harry was worried about his childhood friend, hopefully she isn't in danger.
Meanwhile in the girl's loo
Hermione was on her way out, wiping her fave with the mucked up sleeves of her robes, she was glad Harry hadn't came here, she did not want him to see her like this.
'Yuck! What's that smell?' She thought scrunching her nose in disgust. She turned to see a troll behind her, its beaded eyes looking down, 'Oh Merlin...' She thought as it roared.
"HELP!" She ran to a vacated stall as it rammed its club at the sinks.
"HELP!" Heard Harry's sharp ears, her voice rang through the hall, he needed to get to her.
Neville and Parvati paled, "The Troll!" They yelled in alarm.
The three ran to the girl's loo, the scene was body binding, Harry watched as the troll bashed the doors, sinks and walls, then its club blew the toilet near her, causing the gush to push her off her knees. The boy's anger finally flew off; fur began grow around of his body, his incisors grew into fangs, and he got down on all fours. His fur had a pattern of lightning of black and white, his eyes shone of green fire.
"A Sabertooth Tiger!" Exclaimed Parvati as the anmial ran at the beast, "Lets help out shall we?"
Neville ever so bravely ran into action, while Parvati ran after him. The great Saber roared mightly, as it ran at the troll, biting at the beast's leg causing it to roar widely, throwing Harry off to the side, whining in pain as he took the blow.
"HARRY!" Screamed Hermione.
The sudden sound caused the troll to turn to her, his club raised up high ready to hit her.
"Wingudum Lavisoa!" Uttered Neville causing the club to levitate on top of the trolls head.
Said beast looked up in time for it's weapon to drop. It fell back unconciesous, footsteps were heard from the hall, Hermione was at Harry's side moments later.
She stoked his fur, causing the saber tooth to purr enjoying the attention, she smiled.
"Turn back, Harry?" She asked into his sharp ears.
A second later Harry appeared, not bloody, but he did seem beat up, his jaw was bruised and he looked like he had a broken ankle. The teacher's came with shocked expressions on their faces, Dumbledore had a twinkle in his eyes.
"EXPLAIN YOURSELVES, ALL OF YOU!" Demanded a flustered Professor Mcgonagall.
Neville and Parvati spoke simultainously, leaving no room for a clear explenation. The crowed faced the direction of Harry and Harmione, as they heard a gaped. Professor Mcgonagall's had widened.
"Mr. Potter..." Said the deputy head.
Harry spoke roughly, "This was all Ron's fault Professor, albit he didn't bring the troll in. But he was partly the cause why Hermione was in here and alomost mauled over by the troll, she could have been injured! Or worse actually..."
Parvati shook at the idea of her friend dead, "That's true Professors, Wealsey did more then just insult her, he had the gall to open up old wounds from her childhood, wounds that Harry had deliberately healed since they had first met." She explained, "They both told us of how they became closer then what other may think. Ronald just seamed abatement to hurt her, he's jealous that she's Harry's best friend."
Severus sneered, "If I may headmaster, it seems like Mr. Wealsey can't seem to control his jealousy and temper. It does seem likely that he had hurt Ms. Granger rather emotionally with recurring words and insults form her childhood, but none would have thought those hurtful words would've lead to a troll hunting after her." He spoke gravely.
"We must call Arthur and Molly for this cannot be, I am afraid it will be a whole term of suspension for Mr. Wealsey." Said Dumbledore with a sigh, "Alright off with you children, Minerva I believe you have something to say."
She smiled at her young lions sadly, "It would seem that luck was at your side today, Mr. Wealsey had cost Gryffindor a huge loss this term a hundred house points!" They all stiffened, "But you three- Ms. Patill, Mr. Longbottom and Mr Potter- all gain twenty-five points each for looking after your friend and fellow lion and another fifty points each for saving her from a cruel fate. And Ms. Granger for coping with this emotional adversity I will grant you 30 points."
"Shall I escort them back pofessors?" Asked the head girl.
Snape smiled, "Yes Ms. Radley, please send them off to Madamn Pomfrey for a check up on these youngsters and to have Mr. Potter healed."
The prefect nodded his affirmation, then lead the young learners to the Hospital wing, where soon after arriving they were treated by the school's accredited matron. Harry was leaning against Hermione, who was keeping him up, this girl didn't need help on supporting the slightly knackered boy.
"Goodness! Put him on one of the cots Ms. Granger." Said the matron in a panic.
The girl in question walked to the cot across the door, near one of the large windows surrouding the wing, helping him to lay on it his head propped up in the headboard. Their two friends and the prefect explained the events that happened prior to their arrival
"A troll! Who would have let in a Mountain Troll and let losse upon students!" Fummed Poppey Pomfrey who miffed, "You were lucky to survive that is Mr. Potter, but you'll have to stay here for another evening here young man have gotten a serious concution."
"I am surprised he stayed consieous." Commented Neville worringly, "I supose that the hit hadn't been that bad, his head didn't crack open and he isn't bleeding, thank Merlin!"
Parvati handed handed Harry a vile, "Here drink this Harry, its a pain releiving potion."
"Indeed, you have a good eye Ms. Patill." Commended the Matron.
The young girl smiled shyly, "My mother used to be a healer at St. Mungols' Madamn."
"Ah, I wondered..."
Hermione helped Harry drink the potion, the boy grimaced at the foul taste, then swallowed thickly. Hermione helped him lay back down again, he was slowly falling a sleep, while she was stroking his hair.
"Please don't leave 'Mione." Whined Harry, "I need you..."
It was just them now, since the other occupants had left the two young students to their accord. The bushy haired girl continued her grentle touch.
"I have to sleep Harry, I can come back tomorrow and we can spend lunch together." She smiled as he took her other hand and kissed the back of it.
"Oh, alright then." He smiled softly, "See you tomorrow then."
'Sleep tight Harry."
"You too, angel."
Then she left just as Harry droped off to sleep, she gave him a small smile whilest glancing at his sleeping figure.
'I hope you get well soon Harry.' She thought worryingly.
3rd Chapter done yey, tell me what you all think about the story so far. Any corrections would be wholeheartedly welcome. So Ron is suspended, wow I mean in first year! That must be a new record in Hogwarts: A History. So Harry as some sort of special family secret, what could it be? Any who, best be off!
Hasta levista!
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