Hermione found Ron waiting for her outside the door. "Professor Dumbledore wants-" she began.
"I know. I heard," Ron interrupted her.
"Ron, I'm really worried about him. I mean, how could he have broken ribs if he just fell into bed? I watched him. Someone had to have attacked him," she said.
"Stop worrying! Just go to see Dumbledore if you're really that worried about him!" he yelled.
...Meanwhile in the Hospital Wing, Madame Pomfrey had checked Harry and he was starting to stir while the sleeping draft slowly wore off. But, he was screaming in agony. His side felt like it was about to explode due to the pain in his ribs and his head felt like his scar was about to split his head in two.
'What's happening to me?!?' he thought as he screamed. Then, it all stopped. the pain was still there and he was still screaming on the outside where the whole school could still hear him. But to himself, he was totally calm. He had fainted as he had felt like doing all last night and this morning.
Hermione and Ron rushed to the hospital.
"'Stop worrying about him!' I knew something like this was going to happen," Hermione said. As they ran into the hospital, they saw Harry screaming with a crowd surrounding him. The two broke through the throng and saw an awful sight. Harry was bleeding, he was out cold, he had bruises on his head and a bone sticking out of his right ankle.
"He's been attacked! Somebody get Professor Dumbledore!" Hermione screamed. But, there was no need for that. The headmaster, Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape ran towards the crowd.
HAHA Suspense. Bu-bye for now.
