Will they be able to save Herm? You just wait and see!!!!!
Harry looked down at his wife. "How can we save her? Everyone knows you can't bring someone back to life, even with magic! She not breathing, no pulse! She's dead and it's my fault!" He broke down into tears once again, as Dumbledore raised his wand and muttered:
"Suspendi Lasshio!"
"What did you do?"
"I suspended her in time. But it won't last. We must get her to St. Mungo's. Now."
They disapparated and took Hermione to the hospital, hoping they could save her.
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Harry collapsedinto the uncomfortable waiting room chair. Trained wizards were working on her, under the supervision of Dumbledore. Harry was extremely scared. Albus Dumbledore was not known to show fear, but Harry saw the flash in his eye. Hermione, most likely, would not survive.
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"Harry! Harry, wake up! You've been sleeping like a bloody log for four days!" Harry's eyes fluttered open. He was in his room at home, looking up into Sirius' eyes.
"How'd I get here? I was at the hospital, Hermione-"
"You fell asleep in the waiting room. Dumbledore called me to take you home."
"Is Hermione okay?" he asked, hoping the news was good.
Sirius bowed his head. "She's alive, and so's the baby. But she still hasn't woken up. The spell he used, it induces nightmares. Sometimes the people wake up....and sometimes they don't."
Harry frowned. "I'm going to see her."
"I'll check up on you later."
With a pop, he disappeared, leaving Harry alone. The house was painfully empty. He dressed, and grabbing Hermione's old teddy bear, apparated in the hospital.
Walking towards the desk, the nurse addressed him, unsuprisingly knowing his name. "Mr. Potter, your wife is in room 731. I am guessing you would like to see her?"
Harry nodded, and she pointed him in the right direction. He walked into the brightly lit, cheery looking room. Shiutting the door behind him, he sat down beside Hermione, gripping her hand. She slept on fitfully, and Harry couldn't help but wonder, What was it she was dreaming?
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Hermione was in Harry's arms. She felt warm and content. He was kissing her, and there was no where else she'd rather be. And then the scene shifted. It was a couple days before Ron was killed, and she had been over at his house. Harry was sleeping back at the house, something he often did in those dark days. They were drinking wine, and one thing led to another.... she was in his arms. She knew it was wrong, but Harry was so distant these days......she needed to feel something. But he was cold, it didn't feel the same as with Harry. But then Ron melted away in her arms, and once again there was another . Voldemort. His glowing eyes made her blood run cold, and she screamed. Screamed at the top of her lungs.
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Harry was jolted out of his sleep. Hermione was screaming.
"Hermione! Stop! It's Okay!" he wrapped his arms around her and held her.
"Harry! Oh, Harry! I'm sorry, It wasn't the same- and Voldemort, he, he-!
"It's okay, herm, Voldemort is gone. I thought I'd lost you."
He held her for a minute, until the doctors who had heard her scream came running. They examined her, and then left them alone.
"Oh, God Herm, I thought I'd lost you."
Hermione, who was still quite shaky replied. "I thought I was lost too."
Okay, so really mushy ending. But the next part will be exciting! What will happen...when the Baby comes!!!! bwahahaha! It should be up soon!
review this sappy part pleez, and add your suggestions for the next part! The more reviews, the quicker the next part's up!
Luv.
~Danie
Harry looked down at his wife. "How can we save her? Everyone knows you can't bring someone back to life, even with magic! She not breathing, no pulse! She's dead and it's my fault!" He broke down into tears once again, as Dumbledore raised his wand and muttered:
"Suspendi Lasshio!"
"What did you do?"
"I suspended her in time. But it won't last. We must get her to St. Mungo's. Now."
They disapparated and took Hermione to the hospital, hoping they could save her.
***************
Harry collapsedinto the uncomfortable waiting room chair. Trained wizards were working on her, under the supervision of Dumbledore. Harry was extremely scared. Albus Dumbledore was not known to show fear, but Harry saw the flash in his eye. Hermione, most likely, would not survive.
******************
"Harry! Harry, wake up! You've been sleeping like a bloody log for four days!" Harry's eyes fluttered open. He was in his room at home, looking up into Sirius' eyes.
"How'd I get here? I was at the hospital, Hermione-"
"You fell asleep in the waiting room. Dumbledore called me to take you home."
"Is Hermione okay?" he asked, hoping the news was good.
Sirius bowed his head. "She's alive, and so's the baby. But she still hasn't woken up. The spell he used, it induces nightmares. Sometimes the people wake up....and sometimes they don't."
Harry frowned. "I'm going to see her."
"I'll check up on you later."
With a pop, he disappeared, leaving Harry alone. The house was painfully empty. He dressed, and grabbing Hermione's old teddy bear, apparated in the hospital.
Walking towards the desk, the nurse addressed him, unsuprisingly knowing his name. "Mr. Potter, your wife is in room 731. I am guessing you would like to see her?"
Harry nodded, and she pointed him in the right direction. He walked into the brightly lit, cheery looking room. Shiutting the door behind him, he sat down beside Hermione, gripping her hand. She slept on fitfully, and Harry couldn't help but wonder, What was it she was dreaming?
*******************
Hermione was in Harry's arms. She felt warm and content. He was kissing her, and there was no where else she'd rather be. And then the scene shifted. It was a couple days before Ron was killed, and she had been over at his house. Harry was sleeping back at the house, something he often did in those dark days. They were drinking wine, and one thing led to another.... she was in his arms. She knew it was wrong, but Harry was so distant these days......she needed to feel something. But he was cold, it didn't feel the same as with Harry. But then Ron melted away in her arms, and once again there was another . Voldemort. His glowing eyes made her blood run cold, and she screamed. Screamed at the top of her lungs.
***************
Harry was jolted out of his sleep. Hermione was screaming.
"Hermione! Stop! It's Okay!" he wrapped his arms around her and held her.
"Harry! Oh, Harry! I'm sorry, It wasn't the same- and Voldemort, he, he-!
"It's okay, herm, Voldemort is gone. I thought I'd lost you."
He held her for a minute, until the doctors who had heard her scream came running. They examined her, and then left them alone.
"Oh, God Herm, I thought I'd lost you."
Hermione, who was still quite shaky replied. "I thought I was lost too."
Okay, so really mushy ending. But the next part will be exciting! What will happen...when the Baby comes!!!! bwahahaha! It should be up soon!
review this sappy part pleez, and add your suggestions for the next part! The more reviews, the quicker the next part's up!
Luv.
~Danie