"Minerva look at your house. They're all as bald as eagles" Professor Sprout said.
"They all charmed their hair off so Hermione wouldn't fell so alone. Ronald started it" McGonagall smiled proudlyat her Gryffindors.
"Good for 'im. That i'll help 'Ermione a lot" Hagrid said. Hermione was still very weak, but she tried her best to smile and go to all her classes. Sometimes Hermione would get too tired and she couldn't go to class or she would ask to be dismissed from class. Most of the professors were very understanding and gladly let her go, but it didn't sit well with Snape. Her oncologist would have to come down to the school and give a doctor's note to Snape. Dumbledore was the person who told the staff that if Hermione appeared too tried to do her class work to let her go back to her dorm.
"So it appears that all the Gyffindors have become skinheads" Pansy said. Ginny stood up with anger in her eyes heading towards the Slrythin table. Ron and Harry had to hold her back from killing Pansy.
"You'd better hope I don't see you in the hall!" Ginny screamed. Ron and Harry glared at Malfoy whom had a guilty look on his face and was looking down at his shoes.
"Leave her alone, Pansy" Malfoy said.
"What?" Pansy said.
"You heard what I said. Leave Hermione alone" Malfoy said.
"I have my first occupational therapy session tonight at the hospital. Will you guys come with me?" Hermione asked.
"Sure love" Ron said. After breakfast was over, the Trio and Ginny headed to their classes. Ginny saw Pansy walking towards them.
"What did I tell you about the hall!" Ginny screamed.
"I just wanted to say I'm sorry about what I said earlier" Pansy said.
"Thanks Pansy" Hermione said with a fake smile. Hermione, Ron and Harry said goodbye to Ginny as she headed to Transfiguration and the Trio headed to Care of Magical Creatures.
"Please tell me that we aren't working anything mad today" Ron said.
"Hello you three, how are yea feel'n, Ermione?" Hagrid asked.
"I feel ok today" Hermione said.
"Hagrid, what's that behind you?" Harry asked, looking a half a tiny half panther half horse creature. The front of it was the panther and the back the horse. It had tiny see-through lavender wings and was mewing for its mother.
"Oh, that's a baby Panthora! Oh she's so cute!" Hermione smiled.
"She? How can you tell?" Ron asked.
"Her black fur is turning pink, that means it's female" Hermione said.
"Very good, 'Ermione. Ten points to Gryffindor. Now, panthoras are usually very friendly, but if you approach one, you need to have your hand open so they know you're not carrying any weapons and you're not going to hurt them" Hagrid said as two larger panthoras came out in front of the class. The female was the size of a large SUV and the male was the size of an airplane. The female went the mewing cub and began giving her a bath. The girls in the class thought it was adorable, and the boys just stood there.
"You never want make one the big ones angry, especially the female. The females are protective of their cubs and the males are very protective of their mates, and I mean girlfriend" Hagrid said. Hermione suddenly could understand what the panthora cub was mewing about.
"Hermione, what's wrong? Does something hurt?" Ron asked.
"No, I understand the cub, she's hungry" Hermione said. Hagrid looked at the small girl in amazement.
"Mione, you're a Pantera Mouth; Like Harry is a Parcel Mouth, you can talk to panthers, and only witches can speak Pantera because panthers are a symbol of feminism" Ron said.
"Can a lot of witches speak that?" Hermione asked.
"No, you have very special gift, love. Panthers are the most powerful animals in our world. My dad told me a story when I was little about a legend called the Golden Panther; she was the most powerful being in our world and able to destroy dark wizards and witches" Ron said.
The Trio had the rest of their morning classes and then went to lunch.
"We have Qudditch practice today after dinner" Ginny said. Harry totally forgot about that and he was the captain.
"Oh sorry, Gin, I'm canceling it, we'll do tomorrow night" Harry said.
"Why? Our first match is against Slythrin and we need to be ready!" Ginny said.
"I know, but Hermione has her first occupational therapy session after at dinner tonight, and she really wants Ron and me to be there with her. Sorry Gin, but my friends come first, not Qudditch" Harry said.
Hermione, Ron and Harry had an early dinner and then went to St. Mungo's for Hermione's OT session.
"Don't worry, sweetie, you'll be fine" Ron said softly as the Trio sat in the waiting room.
"Hermione Granger?" the therapist asked. Hermione wheeled herself to the therapist. The woman smiled warmly at the frightened girl and knelt down in front of her.
"Hello Hermione, I'm Donna, I'm going to help you rebuild the muscles in your hands" Donna said.
"Is it ok my friend and my boyfriend come in the room with me?" Hermione asked.
"Oh of course" Donna said. The boys followed Hermione and the therapist into a small room with very bright lights.
"Now Hermione, when you first notice you were having trouble using your hands.
"One morning at breakfast, I was having holding my cutlery and I dropped a pitcher of pumpkin juice on the table.
"And you've never had problems with your hands before?" Donna asked. Hermione shook her head.
"Her oncologist said she might have Fine-Motor Skill Dysfunction because of the chemo" Ron said.
"And what is your name, dear?" Donna asked.
"I'm Ron Weasely, I'm Hermione's boyfriend" Ron said polity.
"And I'm Harry Potter, I'm her best friend" Harry said.
"Well Hermione is very lucky girl to have you two gentlemen looking out for her. Now Hermione I want see how your hand grasp is" Donna picked up a small squishy ball and handed it to Hermione.
"I want you to squeeze that as hard as you can" Donna said. Hermione tried to squeeze the ball, but it was very hard for her and she dropped on the ground.
"It's ok, sweetie, you did fine. Now I want to see your pencil grip and quill grip" Donna handed Hermione a pencil and Hermione held the pencil with her index finger and middle on top and her thumb turned inward. She did the same with the quill.
"Good Hermione. Ok now I'm going to test your hand-eye coordination. I just want you to try to catch this ball" Donna said. Hermione did this exercise at least five times and she was never able to catch it.
"Well Hermione, I have to say that you officially have Fine-Motor Skill Dysfunction. This is nothing to be ashamed about. It happens with many children going under chemotherapy treatments. And you go to Hogwarts correct?" Donna said. Hermione nodded.
"I'm going to sent these test results back with you and tell Dumbledore I recommend you go on an I.E.P." Donna said.
"What's an I.E.P?" Hermione asked.
"It stands for Individualized Education Plan. It is used for students with special needs" Donna said. Hermione's eyes widened at the words "Special Needs".
"Doesn't special needs refer to kids with learning disabilities?" Hermione asked.
"Oh Heavens no. It refers to any child needing special ascendance at school, and you do have a very several form of Fine-Motor Dysfunction. I would to see you a couple times a week ok, Hermione?" Donna asked with a smile. Hermione nodded.
"Thank you" Ron said. Hermione cried all in the school carriage all the way back to Hogwarts.
"Hermione, it's gonna be ok, love. You're stronger than this, you'll get through it, Ron and I are going to help you ok?" Harry said rubbing her back.
"I don't have special needs! No one in my family is disabled!" Hermione said.
"Sweetheart, you're not disabled; you're, um, differently-abled" Ron said.
"Everything is changing! I hate it!" Hermione cried. Ron hugged Hermione tightly and rocked softly.
"We know you don't like change, but it's to happen weather you like it or not, babe. You're a very brave girl and I love you very, very much I'll always be here, both of us will, you'll never lose us, Mione" Ron said. Hermione cuddle up to Ron and fell asleep in his lap.