Hey everyone, thanks for reading again, in the previous chapter I guess in a way the death eater attack was kind of predictable but there is nothing about the occasional predictable scene once in a while, I hope everyone has enjoyed my story so far and I would like to say thank you to those people who have given me much good reviews on this fic and I will try not to leave you guys hanging for too long. Xx
Bridie. Xx
I pick her up and place her down on the bar and quickly find her bag and have to stop for a second when I realise that the bag is obviously way bigger than it should be. After I got over the initial shock, I continue looking through her bag until I feel a whole load of tiny glass bottle and I pull them out and grab the one she described and grab the cloth that Ellen was holding out for me to take.
I pour the whole vile onto the cloth and hold it down on her wound and made sure there is pressure on it when Hermione start screaming and writhing in pain, she opens her eyes and looks at me, her eyes are full of pain and something else I couldn't quite figure out when there are multiple popping sounds in the room.
Without taking pressure off of Hermione's stomach, I turn around to see the source of the noise when I spot about 5 guys and a woman in light blue scrubs with a large bag next to her standing there. "Who are you?" The woman in the blue scrubs starts to walk towards Hermione but I stop her from touching Hermione. "No one is doing anything without some explanation!" The woman steps forward and removes my hand from the cloth as she puts pressure onto it.
"Sir, I'm Healer Blouski, if I don't start working quick and figure out what curse hit her then miss Granger might die." She gives me a stern look so I turn around and walk towards the other strangers in the room. "I want some explanations now!" a guy with scruffy dark hair and glasses steps forward and while two red headed twins start to walk around the bar.
"My name is Harry Potter, I'm 'Mione's best friend and a member of the Order of the Phoenix." I look at him and nod in his direction. "She's talked about you and Ron before, glad you're here for her, but uh who's the twins?" One of them was currently look at the TV above the bar while the other one seemed to be putting something under a table. "That's Fred, and that one is George, they were Ron's brothers."
I feel the cloth being taken off of my stomach when suddenly I feel something sharp start to probe into the wound causing me to scream out again from the blinding pain. "Miss Granger, I know it's painful but I can't give you anything until we figure out what curse caused this so I'm going to need you to stay as still as you can for me." I softly nod and I prepare myself for another sharp pain when suddenly I feel like hundreds of spikes going in all through my body at once which causes my back to arch off of the flat surface I'm on and start to convulse as I try to scream but nothing comes out.
"SOMEONE HELP ME HOLD HER DOWN NOW!" I couldn't stop the convulsing of my body or the pain, it felt like being crucioed all over again but ten times worse. I feel multiple pair of hands trying to hold me down but I couldn't stop myself from thrashing around. I look up and see a head full of red hair and sparkling blue eyes and I couldn't stop the tears from flowing.
Ron is here, it was just a bad dream. He didn't really die. He is right here with me.
"Hermione." A familiar voice catches my attention, but it didn't come from above me, it came from somewhere to my left. Another flash of blinding pain has me biting my tongue hard enough for it to bleed and all I can taste is the tangy sort of taste that belongs to blood. I turn my head and see Ron standing there smiling at me. "Ron." He slowly moves closer towards me, I try and still my body from moving but it continues to convulse and move against my will.
As Ron moves closer he starts to change, gone was the handsome features that he once had and soon he looked just the way he did after I pulled him out from under the rubble of the wall. His eyes have started to go white, his hair was matted with dust and blood, his face was scratched and bloody, he was pale with his clothes ripped and torn, covered in his own blood and others. "Why didn't you stop me Hermione? If you had just held me back I wouldn't be like this, I would be alive, still there with you and Harry. BUT INSTEAD YOU LET ME DIE HERMIONE, I LOVED YOU AND YOU LET ME DIE!" I shake my head repeatedly as he lunged at me and I can feel his hands wrapped around my neck slowly squeezing, cutting of my airway.
I step back as Hermione's eyes start to roll back into her head and she starts to foam at her mouth and her body starts to convulse faster. "I NEED EVERYONE OUT OF HERE NOW, I NEED TO WORK ON HER AND I CAN'T DO THAT WITH ALL OF YOU PACING AND LOOKING OVER MY SHOULDER, SO IF YOU WANT HER TO SURVIVE I SUGGEST YOU ALL LEAVE NOW!"
Everyone jumps from the volume of the woman's voice and all of us walk outside, I feel someone's hand on my shoulder and I look around to see Harry there with a sad look on his face. "She should be fine mate, she is the best healer in Britain so she is in good hands." I nod and notice the twins and a tall darker skinned man doing something with their wands. "What are they doing?" I nod towards them and Harry takes his glasses of to clean.
"They are putting up wards around the place to make sure no Death Eater can get in and to also hid the place from prying eyes, she will be alright, I know Hermione better than anyone else. She's strong."
