1.1.1 CHAPTER FIVE
"D'you think Harry'll be all right?" Hermione asked Ron worriedly.
"Of course." Ron replied. "Madam Pomfrey can cure anything. Remember when she grew all of Harry's arm bones back?"
Hermione remembered the incident wherein Gilderoy Lockhart lost all of Harry's arm bones. He stayed overnight in the Hospital Wing and the next day all his bones were back. Hermione calmed down for a moment and resumed reading her Arithmancy book.
"But what if Harry's already dead?" Hermione asked.
"If Harry was already dead, then they'd be spreading the news right now!" an annoyed Ron exclaimed. "Now quit worrying. Harry'll be perfectly fine."
Hermione sighed as Ron walked over to the fireplace where Seamus was waiting for him to play wizard's chess. Ron sat down in front of Seamus at the other side of the chessboard.
"Is Harry all right?" asked Seamus as Ron arranged the chess pieces.
"Naturally." Ron replied. They proceeded with the game.
Ron continually observed Hermione out of the corner of his eye. Hermione's books on Arithmancy, Divination and Transfiguration were all lying open- faced, as well as her star charts in Astronomy, and a roll of parchment. She was busy reading her Divination book. After a while she put it down and began leafing through her Transfiguration book. After a few minutes she started writing an essay on the parchment, her quill scratching on the material distractively. After a while Ron saw Hermione get up from her chair and walked towards the portrait hole.
"Where are you going?" Ron inquired.
"Hospital Wing," replied Hermione, and went off.
Once she was out of the Gryffindor Tower, she strode off towards the Hospital Wing. On her way, she met Oliver Wood, Fred and George Weasley, and Angelina Johnson.
"Where have you guys been?" Hermione asked.
"Hospital Wing," Wood replied.
"How's Harry?"
"Not good," said Fred.
"How come?"
"Still unconscious," replied George.
"He still can't be visited. Madam Pomfrey totally shooed us away," added Angelina.
Hermione sighed. Defeated, she walked alongside the Gryffindor Quidditch team. The group climbed into the portrait hole and went to the common room.
Ron saw Hermione coming in with the Quidditch team. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in the Hospital Wing with Harry?" Ron demanded. He said Harry's name as if it was vomit-flavored Bertie Botts' Every Flavor Beans.
"Harry's still unconscious," Hermione said. "According to them," she said, pointing to the team, "Madam Pomfrey didn't let them see Harry."
"The guy still can't be visited," Wood said.
"According to Madam Pomfrey, maybe next week," Fred said.
"He's really unconscious then. Maybe in a week he'll die already," Ron muttered under his breath.
"What did you say?" Hermione asked Ron.
"I didn't say anything," Ron replied. "You're just imagining things."
Hermione walked over to the table where all her things were scattered while Ron and Seamus resumed their game of wizard's chess. Ron saw Hermione gather her things. Immediately she went up to the girls' dormitories.
"What's wrong with Hermione, Ron?" Seamus queried. Ron just shrugged.
After a few minutes, Ron gave up on the game though he was winning. He claimed he couldn't concentrate, that he had a severe headache and he just needed rest. Seamus just nodded.
Ron climbed up the stairs to the boys' dormitories and climbed onto his four-poster bed. He lied down and started to think about Hermione.
Author's Notes: Geez, it took me so long to write this darn chapter! Anyway, in my opinion, this is the worst chapter you'll be reading. It really is! Anyway, just review and tell me what you think.
"D'you think Harry'll be all right?" Hermione asked Ron worriedly.
"Of course." Ron replied. "Madam Pomfrey can cure anything. Remember when she grew all of Harry's arm bones back?"
Hermione remembered the incident wherein Gilderoy Lockhart lost all of Harry's arm bones. He stayed overnight in the Hospital Wing and the next day all his bones were back. Hermione calmed down for a moment and resumed reading her Arithmancy book.
"But what if Harry's already dead?" Hermione asked.
"If Harry was already dead, then they'd be spreading the news right now!" an annoyed Ron exclaimed. "Now quit worrying. Harry'll be perfectly fine."
Hermione sighed as Ron walked over to the fireplace where Seamus was waiting for him to play wizard's chess. Ron sat down in front of Seamus at the other side of the chessboard.
"Is Harry all right?" asked Seamus as Ron arranged the chess pieces.
"Naturally." Ron replied. They proceeded with the game.
Ron continually observed Hermione out of the corner of his eye. Hermione's books on Arithmancy, Divination and Transfiguration were all lying open- faced, as well as her star charts in Astronomy, and a roll of parchment. She was busy reading her Divination book. After a while she put it down and began leafing through her Transfiguration book. After a few minutes she started writing an essay on the parchment, her quill scratching on the material distractively. After a while Ron saw Hermione get up from her chair and walked towards the portrait hole.
"Where are you going?" Ron inquired.
"Hospital Wing," replied Hermione, and went off.
Once she was out of the Gryffindor Tower, she strode off towards the Hospital Wing. On her way, she met Oliver Wood, Fred and George Weasley, and Angelina Johnson.
"Where have you guys been?" Hermione asked.
"Hospital Wing," Wood replied.
"How's Harry?"
"Not good," said Fred.
"How come?"
"Still unconscious," replied George.
"He still can't be visited. Madam Pomfrey totally shooed us away," added Angelina.
Hermione sighed. Defeated, she walked alongside the Gryffindor Quidditch team. The group climbed into the portrait hole and went to the common room.
Ron saw Hermione coming in with the Quidditch team. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in the Hospital Wing with Harry?" Ron demanded. He said Harry's name as if it was vomit-flavored Bertie Botts' Every Flavor Beans.
"Harry's still unconscious," Hermione said. "According to them," she said, pointing to the team, "Madam Pomfrey didn't let them see Harry."
"The guy still can't be visited," Wood said.
"According to Madam Pomfrey, maybe next week," Fred said.
"He's really unconscious then. Maybe in a week he'll die already," Ron muttered under his breath.
"What did you say?" Hermione asked Ron.
"I didn't say anything," Ron replied. "You're just imagining things."
Hermione walked over to the table where all her things were scattered while Ron and Seamus resumed their game of wizard's chess. Ron saw Hermione gather her things. Immediately she went up to the girls' dormitories.
"What's wrong with Hermione, Ron?" Seamus queried. Ron just shrugged.
After a few minutes, Ron gave up on the game though he was winning. He claimed he couldn't concentrate, that he had a severe headache and he just needed rest. Seamus just nodded.
Ron climbed up the stairs to the boys' dormitories and climbed onto his four-poster bed. He lied down and started to think about Hermione.
Author's Notes: Geez, it took me so long to write this darn chapter! Anyway, in my opinion, this is the worst chapter you'll be reading. It really is! Anyway, just review and tell me what you think.
