A/N Okay, so I haven't updated in like forever.. but I had writers block. Not sure if it's gone so if you don't like this chapter then I do apologize.
Disclaimer: I don't not own Harry Potter…
Chapter 10: The explanation…
Ron gulped, "Hermione… I-I'm not sure what spell it was… I heard it being used in a battle.. I don't even know what it was supposed to do.." He didn't look at her, but at her feet, rubbing the back of his neck uncomfortably.
"Are you mad! Ronald Weasley! You didn't even know what would happen and yet you still used it?" Hermione screeched, her eyes showing just how much she was angry, "What was it?"
"It was something like… Ultionemo… I think…" Ron spoke quietly, truth be told, an angry Hermione Granger was something quite scary, and even though he had been married to her, he hadn't gotten used to it.
Hermione frowned but then ran to where the anti-apparation wards were. There was a loud 'CRACK' and she was gone, leaving Ron behind her. He wondered what to do, Rose seemed like she hated him… thinking it was best to try and talk to her, he cautiously made his way inside.
Back at the hospital the medi-wizards were looking through Draco's data and charts, Pansy was watching them carefully, a look on her face that simply said, 'Don't say anything bad!'
"Miss Parkinson… You are aware that whilst Mr Malfoy is in this state, he is unable to connect with everyone else… there really is no need for you to be h-"
He was cut off by a rampaging Hermione as she burst through the door. Her hair had gone frizzy from the frantic running through the corridors but what surprised Pansy most of all was the grin that was plastered on her face.
"I-I've got i-it… Ron t-told me what the sp-ell was…" She gasped out, trying the catch her breath. Pansy beamed.
"Miss Granger, if you could come to my office and we can discuss this," Healer Johnson spoke, a small smile on his face. Hermione nodded, not caring that he had called her 'Miss Granger' instead of Hermione.
He led the way to his office, and Hermione followed, but not before Pansy ran to her and hugged her.
Healer Johnson sat behind his desk, his hands together in front of him. Hermione sat opposite him.
"Now, Miss Granger, can you tell me what the spell was that was used?" He asked. Hermione quickly told him everything Ron had said, how he didn't know what it would do, that she had never heard it before and that, even though Ron had stated what the spell was, he wasn't 100% sure that was what he had used.
The Healer listened intently, when Hermione finished he nodded. "Miss Granger, can you speak Latin?" He asked, almost randomly, had there not been meaning behind it.
She frowned, "Sort of… only the basics, but what has that got to do with the spell…?" She asked, puzzled.
"The spell, 'Ultionemo' is derived from a Latin word, Ultionem, meaning, to seek revenge. Personally, I have never come across a case where this spell has been used as it is very rare. It was made by a very powerful wizard many years ago, although no one can be certain exactly when." He explained.
"But what does it do?" Hermione asked, fearing the answer.
The Healer sighed, "The more the person wants the revenge, the stronger the spell is. From what has been found out over years, when it is cast on a person, in this case, Mr Malfoy, it will usually make them unconscious. Whilst in this unconscious state, everything the caster has blamed the victim for doing that is bad will run through their mind until such a time when we can wake them up."
"As these things go through their mind, we are unable to analyse what is happening, as it is between the caster and the victim only. Mr Malfoy was shot with the spell at close range which is why he is in such an unconscious state at the moment. The consequences of this spell are that when said person wakes up, they are different. Mostly the effects aren't permanent. But as they relive through what the caster has lived with, it is imprinted in their mind, eating away at them."
Hermione looked crestfallen, "What does that mean?" She all but whispered.
"It means Miss Granger, the longer Mr Malfoy is unconscious, the worse the effects will be.." He spoke quietly, almost sadly. But he had to be professional.
"There is a cure?" She spoke, hopefully. She was looking at the Healer with such an intense stare that he found it difficult to continue looking at her.
He nodded. "Yes, thankfully there is, it's a potion that has to be injected into said person each day for about 4 days, by that time, the things in their head would be next to nothing, until they wake up. This gives the victim a chance to recover whilst unconscious so that they can wake up," Hermione was about to speak but he put a hand up to stop her.
"The problem is, Miss Granger. This potion is immensely difficult to brew, with ingredients a lot of people haven't even heard of. And as this spell is so rarely used, there are only a few copies of the potion available, and even then, they are highly hard to obtain."
Hermione shook her head determined, "Draco owns a potion shop, he's quite advanced in it so he might have the ingredients, I will scour through every book in the world to find a copy of the potion and I will get one. As for the brewing… Professor Snape will do that!" She declared, standing up, thanking the Healer quickly before charging out of the room. Healer Johnson looked after her bewildered.
Hermione quickly went to check on Pansy and Draco, and explained everything that Healer Johnson had said to her. She quickly told of her plan, Pansy listened and she grinned.
"Hermione, I can't believe you would do all this for Draco!" She said, quietly but happily. Hermione looked at her, grinning as well.
"I'd do anything for him." She answered simply before leaving the room and going outside of the hospital.
"I can do this!" She said quietly to herself, looking around before apparating.
She appeared at the end of a dingy street. The complete atmosphere around it was dismal. She shuddered slightly but walked along the path, looking for the right house. Noticing one particular ransacked house right at the very end she walked up to it. This was it!
The house was tall but not as big as she would have thought. It was dark, much like the rest of the street. She noticed it looked a bit worse for wear, like it had once been a beautiful family house but was now just a pitiful hollow.
She breathed deeply, readying herself for what she about to do. She reached out her hand and tentatively knocked the knocker that was in the shape of a snake.
She nervously waited as she heard someone move about inside. The door creaked open slowly and when they saw that it was Hermione, the man smirked.
"Ah, Miss Granger, what a pleasant surprise…"
Read and Review. Would just like to mention that this story is what I wanted to write and I'm only going based on the books with the big stuff, like the war, Voldemort, Hermione/Draco's hatred for one another etc…