Hermione woke up the next morning, lying in her bed. She rose, and looked around. She noticed she was wearing a long white night dress. 'When did I get into this?' she wondered. Then the memories of yesterday popped into her head. She lied back down, and felt the tears returning to her eyes. She then heard a light sorning next to her bed. She then opened her curtin, and found Ron sleeping in one of the big chairs next to her bed. She smiled. She then leaned over and woke him up.
"Ron…" she said. Ron gently stirred.
"huh, wha-oh, Herm. How are you feeling?" Ron asked, becoming more and more wide awake.
"I'm feeling alright. What are you doing in here? And how did I get into this?" she asked, Ron tried to find the words.
"Well, I had to take you to the hosptial wing, because…because you said you didn't feel to well. When we got there, Madame Pomfrey gvae you some medicane, then you changed into the night dress, and you clonked out on the hosptial bed. Madame Pomfrey said I should stay here and keep an eye on you." Ron explained. Hermione nodded her head.
"Oh, okay. Well, we should get ready for our breakfast and things. I'll meet you down stairs." She said. Ron nodded, then got up and left. Hermione began getting ready.
At breakfast, Harry wondered where Ron and Hermione were. They were gone all night. He then thought that Ron might have made a move on her…But, NO! Ron treated Hermione as a sister. Then, they both walked into the hall. Harry looked at Hermione, 'she looks so pale…'. Harry thought to himself. Ron sat down across from Harry, Hermione sat down next to Ron. Harry took a deep breath.
"Hermione…" Harry said. Herrmione pretended not to hear him.
"Hermione, please listen…" Harry pledded with her, touching her hand, but she pulled it away.
"No! I don't want to hear it Harry! I just hope that you too are happy as we were…" Hermione said, with fresh new tears in her eyes. Hermione got up and left the table, taking her breakfast with her. She then sat down next to Ginny and Pavarti. Ron looked at Harry.
"Ron! Please…believe me! I would never cheat on Hermione! You know how much I love her! Cho, she, kissed me! Please…understand." Harry said, with a shaky tone in his voice. Ron smiled.
"I know, Harry. I heard Cho talking to Amanda about what happened, before me and Hermione came in."
Ron said. Harry looked baffled.
"But…how come she's still mad at me?" Harry asked.
"She wasn't there. And I didn't tell her because, she woulden't believe me, you know Hermione, and because you need to find your own way to win her heart back." Ron said. "I can't do it for you, sorry mate." Harry shook his head.
"But how?" Harry asked. Ron looked around to see if anyone was looking. He then opened his Charm book and took out a piece of paper. It had Hermione's hand writing on it. He handed it to Harry, who stuided it.
"What is this? A poem?" Harry asked. Ron shook his head.
"It's a song. When you guys were going out, she said that you too didn't have a song. So, Lavender suggested that she write one. Well, she did. She even got the melody down and everything…But then the thing with Cho, and then she gave it to me for Lavender…but I don't want. It's your's and Herms." Ron said. Harry smiled, then he looked down at the paper again.
"What do you want me to do with this?" Harry asked. Ron smiled.
"Sing it to her. She made it out that you both can sing it. And, if she accepts you apoloy, she'll sing the lines that she made for her." Ron said. Harry nodded, it was the perfect idea.
"But where will I sing it Ron?" Harry asked. Ron thought for a moment.
"How about at the Three Broomsticks! There's a lot of people there, and there's a trip coming up on Saturday!" Ron said. Harry smiled.
"Ok! I'll send a letter to the manager there, and get everything settled! Thank you Ron!" Harry said, jumping up from the table, and running to the Owlery. Ron smiled after him, then it fadded.
"At least she can have some happiness….Before she leaves…" Ron said to himself.
2 Days Later, Hermione and Ron were sitting down at a table in the Gryiffendor Common room. Hermione was reading a letter, then she jumped up.
"Their…Their making me leave!" She yelled at Ron. Ron kept slient.
"I'm going to talk to Professer Dumbledore! I need an explanation! And if it's not good…I'm going to give them a piece of my mind!" Hermione yelled, stomping out of the Common room.
'either you, her best friend, tell her, or the teachers…you'. Ron said to himself, then followed after Hermione.
Down the hall, the corridor was empty. Ron shouted to Hermione. "HERMIONE! I know why their making you leave!"
Hermione stopped, turned around, and walked back to Ron.
"Why Ron? Tell me why?" Hermione asked, with a frown
"I didn't want to tell you, Sparrow…" Ron said, looking down.
"Tell me!" Hermione yelled at him
"Your dying! Hermione!" Ron yelled back. "Your dying…" he said sofly.
"Ha Ha, Ron…I don't need your jokes now…this is ser-I-ous" Hermione said, but she noticed that Ron's serious-looking face stayed.
"I'm not playing Tricks, Sparrow. Dumbledore…he told us. The day you passed out after you saw Cho and Harry…You have Tubriculious." Ron said, then, the tears came.
"I-I'm dying…" Hermione said to herself. She backed up against a wall In the corridor, and slid down it.
She brought her knees up to her chest, and circled her arms around them, she looked down, and began to cry. Ron then kneeld next to her, and placed his hand on her shoulder, she looked up at him.
"So…dreaming ends today…" Hermione said to herself, and burried her head in her knees, and cried harder. Ron then wrapped his arms around her and hugged her, as she cried onto his shoulder. She then broke away and looked up at him.
"I…I didn't want to believe anything was wrong with me. So, I just ignored it. I-I was in such deinal. Do you know what I'm dying from, Ron?" Hermione asked, with tears in her eyes. Ron nodded his head.
"Professer Dumbledore said it was Pulmonary Consumption…Tubriculoius. I looked it up in the dictionary. It said 'A progressive wasting away of the body, associated with coughm spitting of blood, hectice fever, and fainting-What's so funny?" Ron asked, Hermione was giggling lighty through her tears.
"You, looking in a dictonary…It's a funny site." Hermione said. Ron lightly punched her on the arm.
"Haha, Hermione. Anyways, we know you've been fainting, and the profressers, and I, saw the blood. Have you been coughing?" Ron asked, becoming serious once again. Hermione nodded.
"Yes. It first starts out like a common cough, then it becomes much more violent." Hermione said. Ron nodded his head.
"Well, come on, lets go tell Dumbledore you know now." Ron said, standing up, giving a hand to Hermione. She then stood up too, and they walked to the Headmaster's Office.
