The Golden Arrow
Chapter 2: Voices in the Infirmary
Hermione's POV:
(Where we left off…..)
"Somebody get help! Somebody! Get! Help!" I screamed. Harry and Ron who were sitting next to me gave me weird looks at the way I was acting over Draco, who had gone unconscious. "Oh! Professor Dumbledore! He fainted. He's unconscious. Will he – I mean – do you know…uhhh…what's wrong with him?" I asked.
"He needs to go to the infirmary right away, Miss Granger," replied Dumbledore. Professor Snape had just walked into the hall for supper. "Professor Snape, Mr. Malfoy has just collapsed. Please bring him to the infirmary. I'll go with you."
Snape picked up Malfoy and followed Dumbledore to the infirmary. Hermione and Pansy both followed the two professors, and they in turn were followed by Harry, Ron, Crabbe, and Goyle.
"Oh my, oh my! What's all this? What's all this?" exclaimed Madame Pomfrey.
"Poppy, there was a bit of an accident in the hall. Mr. Malfoy here seems to have collapsed. Please find out what is wrong, and if you do, inform me right away," said Dumbledore in a very calm tone.
Turning around, Dumbledore found himself facing the six students who had been following them. "Well, what's all this? Why don't you all go and finish your dinner, and stop worrying about Mr. Malfoy. Miss Granger? Do you hear me?" asked Dumbledore.
But I didn't hear him. I was staring patiently at where Professor Snape had just lain Draco. "Professor Dumbledore, sir, there was nothing wrong with him during our last class. All he did was refuse to drink one of the potions. I little weird if you ask me, and now he has just collapsed. I don't understand."
But then, Pansy spoke up. "I'm only saying this because it might make Draco in there feel better, or help you to help him. We…uhhh…..that is, sir….Crabbe, Goyle, and I…sir, we put some of the Wroighty potion into his drink. We didn't think it would harm him. We just thought we wanted to know what was wrong. I mean…..we didn't mean to…"
"You bitch!!!! I can't believe you did that to my Draco!!!" I screamed at her. I didn't care to notice the shocked looks on both Harry and Ron's faces who had said nothing the entire time.
"Your Draco. He's MY Draco," yelled Pansy back.
"That's enough! I will here no more of this," said Dumbledore. "Hermione, you were working with Mr. Malfoy on the potion, were you not. You were partners, weren't you? I need you to answer some questions in my office. In the meanwhile, Miss Parkinson, I need you to go back to your room and stay there for the rest of the night. No chatting with the other Slytherins. I'll be with you shortly."
Just then, Madame Pomfrey, who had overheard the entire conversation, came up. "That potion. Something very harmful to his system, by the way he is reacting. Don't know what is wrong, but I am going to let him rest, there, behind the curtain for a little while while I do some reading on this Wroighty Potion before I continue. I could use Professor Snape's assistance on that, Headmaster Dumbledore."
"Yes, of course. Begin right away," replied Dumbledore. They all proceeded to leave the infirmary.
Meanwhile…
"Oh, my poor Cupesy-pie! I'll come help. You just wait, I'm on my way!" came a very high-pitched feminine voice.
Well, want more. Review for more, and I'll write it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any characters, unless they are characters that I make up. I love J.K. Rowling's books, and I hope that she does great in future writings as well!
Chapter 2: Voices in the Infirmary
Hermione's POV:
(Where we left off…..)
"Somebody get help! Somebody! Get! Help!" I screamed. Harry and Ron who were sitting next to me gave me weird looks at the way I was acting over Draco, who had gone unconscious. "Oh! Professor Dumbledore! He fainted. He's unconscious. Will he – I mean – do you know…uhhh…what's wrong with him?" I asked.
"He needs to go to the infirmary right away, Miss Granger," replied Dumbledore. Professor Snape had just walked into the hall for supper. "Professor Snape, Mr. Malfoy has just collapsed. Please bring him to the infirmary. I'll go with you."
Snape picked up Malfoy and followed Dumbledore to the infirmary. Hermione and Pansy both followed the two professors, and they in turn were followed by Harry, Ron, Crabbe, and Goyle.
"Oh my, oh my! What's all this? What's all this?" exclaimed Madame Pomfrey.
"Poppy, there was a bit of an accident in the hall. Mr. Malfoy here seems to have collapsed. Please find out what is wrong, and if you do, inform me right away," said Dumbledore in a very calm tone.
Turning around, Dumbledore found himself facing the six students who had been following them. "Well, what's all this? Why don't you all go and finish your dinner, and stop worrying about Mr. Malfoy. Miss Granger? Do you hear me?" asked Dumbledore.
But I didn't hear him. I was staring patiently at where Professor Snape had just lain Draco. "Professor Dumbledore, sir, there was nothing wrong with him during our last class. All he did was refuse to drink one of the potions. I little weird if you ask me, and now he has just collapsed. I don't understand."
But then, Pansy spoke up. "I'm only saying this because it might make Draco in there feel better, or help you to help him. We…uhhh…..that is, sir….Crabbe, Goyle, and I…sir, we put some of the Wroighty potion into his drink. We didn't think it would harm him. We just thought we wanted to know what was wrong. I mean…..we didn't mean to…"
"You bitch!!!! I can't believe you did that to my Draco!!!" I screamed at her. I didn't care to notice the shocked looks on both Harry and Ron's faces who had said nothing the entire time.
"Your Draco. He's MY Draco," yelled Pansy back.
"That's enough! I will here no more of this," said Dumbledore. "Hermione, you were working with Mr. Malfoy on the potion, were you not. You were partners, weren't you? I need you to answer some questions in my office. In the meanwhile, Miss Parkinson, I need you to go back to your room and stay there for the rest of the night. No chatting with the other Slytherins. I'll be with you shortly."
Just then, Madame Pomfrey, who had overheard the entire conversation, came up. "That potion. Something very harmful to his system, by the way he is reacting. Don't know what is wrong, but I am going to let him rest, there, behind the curtain for a little while while I do some reading on this Wroighty Potion before I continue. I could use Professor Snape's assistance on that, Headmaster Dumbledore."
"Yes, of course. Begin right away," replied Dumbledore. They all proceeded to leave the infirmary.
Meanwhile…
"Oh, my poor Cupesy-pie! I'll come help. You just wait, I'm on my way!" came a very high-pitched feminine voice.
Well, want more. Review for more, and I'll write it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any characters, unless they are characters that I make up. I love J.K. Rowling's books, and I hope that she does great in future writings as well!