A/N- I'm SO sorry I haven't written! I've been so busy (and sadly, lazy)! Okay, I got one person saying for H/H…yeah. So, I'm taking another poll! ^^
"You're to begin training tomorrow. Mr. Weasley, you will be training with Mr. Potter." Said Dumbledore.
Hermione frowned. She crossed her arms.
"What about me?"
"I'm sorry Ms. Granger, the Ministry thought you wouldn't do well with the difficulty of Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley's tasks. So, you'll have to stay behind at Hogwarts."
Her mouth opened in protest. When Dumbledore shook his head slowly, Hermione stormed out, arms pinned to her sides and hair flying out after her.
"Hermione can handle it Professor." Said Ron, obviously sure of his words.
"No Ron. I don't want her getting hurt," Harry looked up down at his shoes. "and if it's possible, I'd rather Ron not come either."
"Why not?! You're going to need help!"
"No, I won't. If you get hurt too, what'll I do? Professor, let Ron stay behind with Hermione. He could protect the school."
"Who'll protect you if you go down? I'm coming and so is Hermione."
"No, you aren't. Just stay here, okay?!"
"Boys, both of you must go…" Ron shot Harry a triumphant look, "but Ms. Granger stays here, at Hogwarts. I'm sorry."
Good, she stays. But what about Ron?
Back in the Common Room, Hermione's gaze was stuck on the fire. Why couldn't she go? Would she have to prove she was strong by arm wrestling Ron and beating him again? She could, and would if that would change the Ministry's mind. There was a sudden flash. Hermione jumped slightly, then heard screams from the Girl's dormitories. She ran up the steps and turned the corner sharply. Many girls were crying. The others were petrified. Hermione gasped, putting a hand to her heart, trying to calm it to the best of her ability. Two girls did neither cry nor freeze.
Ginny Weasley and Pavarati Patil were dead.
At first, it was a shock to Hermione. But when she saw the Death Mark above their bodies, a sudden rage flew through. Her heart was beating quickly as she ran to the Teacher's Lounge.
"Professors!"
She burst in.
"Granger, you aren't supposed to—my goodness. What happened?"
It was then Hermione realized she had been crying the whole time she ran. McGonagall and the other present professors stood abruptly, making one loud screech.
"An attack—Gryffindors—oh God, Ginny and Pavarati are
dead!"
She collapsed in the doorway. Immediately, McGonagall pulled her up. She grasped her shoulders and began to breathe quickly, faster than Hermione.
"What? Who? When?"
"Dead—Ginny Weasley and Pavarati Patil—j-j-just now!"
She wailed, sobbing still. Harry and Ron slid down half the hall, then saw a devastated looking Hermione. They knelt down, concern flaming in their eyes.
"What happened?"
"We heard a scream from—no…are people…"
Hermione was getting sick of saying that word. But she had to again.
"Dead? Yeah. Ginny and Pavarati. Dead!"
She began to laugh hysterically. This was too much. She sombered up, her breathing uneven and quick. Tears still laced her eyes as she looked to the floor.
"What'll we do, Harry? I never th-I never thought people would die. I mean, not so soon!"
A/N- Short again. I'm sorry, it'll get longer when all the information and little events happen. Sorry to people who like Ginny and Pavarati! I don't know many Gryffindor girls…
Disclaimer: NONE of these characters belong to me! NONE!