A/N:: Hey sooooo sorry for all the misspellings in the last one, i guess my mind was on making the plot as good as possible. I will try harder this time. Also, sorry for all of u who hate cliffies, and sorry bout the shortness of the last part. PUHLEASE R/R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer:: I own nothing cept the idea (JKR owns everything else).
THE WISH PT III
Malfoy tried to duck, to duck, but Ron was upon him in no time flat, beating him.
"YOU!" Ron shouted, all the emotions that had been tucked up inside of him all day bursting out. " YOU FLEA BITTEN ROTTEN SON OF A -"
He had no time to finish beacuse at that moment, someone was pulling him off of Malfoy and restraining him.
Severus Snape, the potions master, loosend his grip, and turned to face Ron.
"So, Weasley, what was your foolish reason this time?"
" He KNOWS WHO KILLED HERMI!! THE ROTTEN FLEA BAG PROBABLY DID IT HIMSELF, THAT LITTLE-"
" Shut your Mouth!" Snape yelled. "Draco did nothing of the sort. Hmmm, lets see, fifty points from Gryffindor and two weeks of detentions"
" BUT THE SLIMY LITTLE GIT KILLED MY FRIEND, SHE'S DEAD, DON'T YOU GET IT?" Ron screamed, his face beet red and temples bulging.
" Another fifty points from Gryffindor, and I also happen to know that Miss Granger is not dead."
Ron, fell back, his head swarming. Not dead? But then why had Malfoy said that? This was all too much for him. Hermione being attacked or whatever happened to her, Malfoy ridiculing him, Snape torturing him........
Harry then burst into the room. "Did I miss anything?" he said, huffing and puffing.
" I'll tell you once we get out of this prison," Ron muttered out of the corner of his mouth.
Harry couldn't help but notice the change in his friend. His eyes had a glassy look to them, and his face looked pale and pasty. Oh well, Harry sighed. I'll find out later.
Ron left potions feeling weary and trampled upon. His whole body was aching, but not from pouncing on Malfoy. It was another sort of pain, a pain hat comes along when your whole body is racking with fear. He wanted to know what happened. He wanted to know how she was doing, he wanted to touch her soft, brown hair and gaze into her deep cinnamon eyes just once more. He had told Harry the whole fiasco in potions , and Harry was shocked too. Too many things were erupting at once, and it was all way too much for his body to handle.
Ron and Harry made their way to Dumbledore's office late that evening. He had given them the password, and Harry told it to the gargoyle, who sprang aside letting them in.
Once they were situated in his office, Dumbledore took his spot behind his desk, and fixed them with his watery blue stare.
" I nkow you are anxious to see Miss Granger," He said soothingly, " But first I have something to tell you."
Ron and Harry cringed. They were prepared for the worst, their hands gripped the chair's arms tightly.
" Miss Granger was attacked, as you know. She is not dead, but she had critical injuries, that thankfully, were able to be healed. But She refuses to speak to anyone. She just keeps on saying get Ron and Harry, get Ron and Harry, over and over again. So, in order to find out what truly happened, You must go and see her. I will escort you."
Ron's Heart lept with joy. She wasn't dead!! But why had she asked for them, did she want to tell them, and only them what really happened last night?
Ron had barely noticed they were already at the hospital wing's entrance. Harry went in first, his knees wobbling nervously. They weren't sure what they were going to find behind the curtains Madam Pomfrey had showed them to.
Harry pulled back the curtain, and Ron stepped in first. And then he saw her.
She was bundled up in the covers, shivering slightly, her lips cracked and face pale and ghostly looking. It made him want to cry. Harry and him sat down, and glancing at each other, as if to ensure that it was right to wake her up.
"Hermi?" Ron whispered, tapping her lightly on the shoulder. She stirred slightly, and blinked her eyes open.
"Oh RON!!" She shouted, flinging her arms around him. "It was awful!" She was now sobbing, her head weeping into his shoulder.
"Shhhh, Hermi, 'S okay now, Harry and me are here with you." Ron said, holding her, wanting to cry himself.
" I have t-to t-t-tell you t-t-two something," She stuttered, pulling away from Ron.
He looked into her soft eyes, and she began.
"I was in my dorm, tidying up after Parvati's and Lavender's Make-up party. They were both conked out on their beds, snoring like babies. I thought I heard something on the stairs. I opened the door, and there was a man standing there." She stopped, and started crying again.
" A-a-and then," She continued, " H-h-he r-r-r-raped me!" She sobbed full out this time, Her body shaking with fear and misery.
" Oh Hermione!" Ron said, and took her in his arms once again, stroking her hair. " It's all gonna be okay, I promise," He said soothingly.
"Yes," Harry said, speaking for the first time. " We won't let anyhting else happen to you Hermi, we absolutely won't."
Ron's head swirled with mixed thoughts. Why would someone do this to such a beautiful, smart, and innocent girl? Why Her? Why Her?
"We are gonna find the scum that did this Hermi," He said sternly. "Don't you worry." He then took her back in his arms, and dryed her tears with the hem of his shirt. She looked at him, with a gleam of hope in her eyes. She leaned foward, and her lips brushed his, and she layed back down, and fell asleep instantly.
Ron and Harry recited the whole story to Dumbledore, who told them to stay with her. As Ron was laying back in his chair, He looked at her.
He was gonna find who did this, and they will pay dearly, He thought.
Hope u liked!! PUHLEASE R/R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer:: I own nothing cept the idea (JKR owns everything else).
THE WISH PT III
Malfoy tried to duck, to duck, but Ron was upon him in no time flat, beating him.
"YOU!" Ron shouted, all the emotions that had been tucked up inside of him all day bursting out. " YOU FLEA BITTEN ROTTEN SON OF A -"
He had no time to finish beacuse at that moment, someone was pulling him off of Malfoy and restraining him.
Severus Snape, the potions master, loosend his grip, and turned to face Ron.
"So, Weasley, what was your foolish reason this time?"
" He KNOWS WHO KILLED HERMI!! THE ROTTEN FLEA BAG PROBABLY DID IT HIMSELF, THAT LITTLE-"
" Shut your Mouth!" Snape yelled. "Draco did nothing of the sort. Hmmm, lets see, fifty points from Gryffindor and two weeks of detentions"
" BUT THE SLIMY LITTLE GIT KILLED MY FRIEND, SHE'S DEAD, DON'T YOU GET IT?" Ron screamed, his face beet red and temples bulging.
" Another fifty points from Gryffindor, and I also happen to know that Miss Granger is not dead."
Ron, fell back, his head swarming. Not dead? But then why had Malfoy said that? This was all too much for him. Hermione being attacked or whatever happened to her, Malfoy ridiculing him, Snape torturing him........
Harry then burst into the room. "Did I miss anything?" he said, huffing and puffing.
" I'll tell you once we get out of this prison," Ron muttered out of the corner of his mouth.
Harry couldn't help but notice the change in his friend. His eyes had a glassy look to them, and his face looked pale and pasty. Oh well, Harry sighed. I'll find out later.
Ron left potions feeling weary and trampled upon. His whole body was aching, but not from pouncing on Malfoy. It was another sort of pain, a pain hat comes along when your whole body is racking with fear. He wanted to know what happened. He wanted to know how she was doing, he wanted to touch her soft, brown hair and gaze into her deep cinnamon eyes just once more. He had told Harry the whole fiasco in potions , and Harry was shocked too. Too many things were erupting at once, and it was all way too much for his body to handle.
Ron and Harry made their way to Dumbledore's office late that evening. He had given them the password, and Harry told it to the gargoyle, who sprang aside letting them in.
Once they were situated in his office, Dumbledore took his spot behind his desk, and fixed them with his watery blue stare.
" I nkow you are anxious to see Miss Granger," He said soothingly, " But first I have something to tell you."
Ron and Harry cringed. They were prepared for the worst, their hands gripped the chair's arms tightly.
" Miss Granger was attacked, as you know. She is not dead, but she had critical injuries, that thankfully, were able to be healed. But She refuses to speak to anyone. She just keeps on saying get Ron and Harry, get Ron and Harry, over and over again. So, in order to find out what truly happened, You must go and see her. I will escort you."
Ron's Heart lept with joy. She wasn't dead!! But why had she asked for them, did she want to tell them, and only them what really happened last night?
Ron had barely noticed they were already at the hospital wing's entrance. Harry went in first, his knees wobbling nervously. They weren't sure what they were going to find behind the curtains Madam Pomfrey had showed them to.
Harry pulled back the curtain, and Ron stepped in first. And then he saw her.
She was bundled up in the covers, shivering slightly, her lips cracked and face pale and ghostly looking. It made him want to cry. Harry and him sat down, and glancing at each other, as if to ensure that it was right to wake her up.
"Hermi?" Ron whispered, tapping her lightly on the shoulder. She stirred slightly, and blinked her eyes open.
"Oh RON!!" She shouted, flinging her arms around him. "It was awful!" She was now sobbing, her head weeping into his shoulder.
"Shhhh, Hermi, 'S okay now, Harry and me are here with you." Ron said, holding her, wanting to cry himself.
" I have t-to t-t-tell you t-t-two something," She stuttered, pulling away from Ron.
He looked into her soft eyes, and she began.
"I was in my dorm, tidying up after Parvati's and Lavender's Make-up party. They were both conked out on their beds, snoring like babies. I thought I heard something on the stairs. I opened the door, and there was a man standing there." She stopped, and started crying again.
" A-a-and then," She continued, " H-h-he r-r-r-raped me!" She sobbed full out this time, Her body shaking with fear and misery.
" Oh Hermione!" Ron said, and took her in his arms once again, stroking her hair. " It's all gonna be okay, I promise," He said soothingly.
"Yes," Harry said, speaking for the first time. " We won't let anyhting else happen to you Hermi, we absolutely won't."
Ron's head swirled with mixed thoughts. Why would someone do this to such a beautiful, smart, and innocent girl? Why Her? Why Her?
"We are gonna find the scum that did this Hermi," He said sternly. "Don't you worry." He then took her back in his arms, and dryed her tears with the hem of his shirt. She looked at him, with a gleam of hope in her eyes. She leaned foward, and her lips brushed his, and she layed back down, and fell asleep instantly.
Ron and Harry recited the whole story to Dumbledore, who told them to stay with her. As Ron was laying back in his chair, He looked at her.
He was gonna find who did this, and they will pay dearly, He thought.
Hope u liked!! PUHLEASE R/R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!