Title: No Fighting It
Rating: K
Pairing(s): None
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em - not making any money off 'em. Dern it.
Word Count: 339
Summary: Hermione is sick, but she still goes to classes.
Notes:
The Great Maze Chall/Comp: As soon as you run into the maze, a creature grabs you by the arm. Fight with the handicap.
~ HP ~
Hermione sneezed and Harry rubbed her back.
"Maybe you shouldn't go to class," Harry suggested.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "I'm sick, but I can handle classes."
Harry sighed. "I'm not so sure about that. People who are sick need sleep, but you refuse to even though you know you shouldn't exert yourself. The professors will understand. I'll take notes for you, even in History of Magic. Just go to bed until you start feeling better."
"No," Hermione nasally said. She took out a tissue and blew her nose as her eyes watered. She wanted nothing more than to go to sleep, but she had never missed class and she wasn't about to start now.
Harry sighed, but he relented. When Hermione put her mind to something nothing could change it.
Hermione sat in Potions and did her best to focus. Her eyes watered as she chopped ingredients. Her knife slipped and she accidentally cut her finger. The blood then dripped onto the ingredient and she knew it couldn't be used. Who knows what the blood would do to the potion? Hermione sighed.
She swiped a finger below her eyes, washing away the water. She didn't notice it, but the water went into the cauldron, causing it to react. Professor Snape was forced to react fast to contain the potion and no one was injured thankfully. Hermione listened to the professor's insults.
At lunchtime, she couldn't stomach the food and just rested her head on her hands while everyone else ate, ignoring what was going on around her. She only stood up when it was time for class.
When History of Magic happened, her eyes drooped and she fell asleep for the first time in the middle of class, not taking even one note down. Harry woke her up at the end of class. "Ready to go to bed, yet?"
Hermione nodded. There was no way she'd handle Herbology and she was done fighting it. When she slid under the covers and closed her eyes, she felt nothing but relief.