Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, I just fell in love with the books.
All characters belong to the ingenious J. K. Rowling.
Sadness By a Streetlight
"She doesn't deserve this." Harry thought to himself. He stared down at Her beautiful face. Her unbrushed her hanging in her face.
"Come on Harry visiting time is almost over, we have to head back now." Ron said
"I'll be there in a minute." Harry looked at Hermione one last time. He laid the flowers next to her bed.
"You'll be ok I promise." He whispered to her. Harry gently kissed her forehead. "Ok Ron, we can go now."
"Harry I'm really sorry you have to go threw this. You haven't had it easy. But Hermione will be ok."
"I know I just, I just wish there was something I could do."
"The doctors are taking care of it. The say she'll be out in no time."
"I know Ron. Lets get back to school. If McGonagall finds us out this late, we wont be aloud to go and see her anymore!"
The two ran back as fast as they could. They were to late, Professor McGonagall was standing at the door.
"Were terribly sorry Professor we were just…" Harry started
"I don't want to hear it, now run along, you should be sleeping already."
Harry quickly ran up the stairs, Ron stayed behind.
"Professor, may I just explain." He didn't wait for an answer. " You see Harry hasn't been taking this to well. Hermione's accident…" Ron began
"Hermione will be fine. I just spoke to the doctor this morning. She will be out in one week. The other cars impact cause the windows to break and shatter. Hermione will be ok, she was sitting in the back seat with her seat belt on. Her parents, the doctors aren't quite sure yet." She sighed. "Those stupid muggle cars, muggles cant do anything right. Now go to bed Wesley, I'll see you in the morning."
"Ok just one more question. How did it happen?"
"A muggle, most likely drunk, ran through a stoplight. Hit their car with full impact. Good night Mister Wesley."
Harry was listening from the top of the stairs. He quickly wiped a tear from his eye. And proceeded to his room. He knew how it felt to lose a parent. But he didn't know them as well as she did.
A short while later Ron returned. Harry explained how he heard and they quickly ended the conversation. Each silently went to bed. Unsure of what to say.
Sadness By a Streetlight
"She doesn't deserve this." Harry thought to himself. He stared down at Her beautiful face. Her unbrushed her hanging in her face.
"Come on Harry visiting time is almost over, we have to head back now." Ron said
"I'll be there in a minute." Harry looked at Hermione one last time. He laid the flowers next to her bed.
"You'll be ok I promise." He whispered to her. Harry gently kissed her forehead. "Ok Ron, we can go now."
"Harry I'm really sorry you have to go threw this. You haven't had it easy. But Hermione will be ok."
"I know I just, I just wish there was something I could do."
"The doctors are taking care of it. The say she'll be out in no time."
"I know Ron. Lets get back to school. If McGonagall finds us out this late, we wont be aloud to go and see her anymore!"
The two ran back as fast as they could. They were to late, Professor McGonagall was standing at the door.
"Were terribly sorry Professor we were just…" Harry started
"I don't want to hear it, now run along, you should be sleeping already."
Harry quickly ran up the stairs, Ron stayed behind.
"Professor, may I just explain." He didn't wait for an answer. " You see Harry hasn't been taking this to well. Hermione's accident…" Ron began
"Hermione will be fine. I just spoke to the doctor this morning. She will be out in one week. The other cars impact cause the windows to break and shatter. Hermione will be ok, she was sitting in the back seat with her seat belt on. Her parents, the doctors aren't quite sure yet." She sighed. "Those stupid muggle cars, muggles cant do anything right. Now go to bed Wesley, I'll see you in the morning."
"Ok just one more question. How did it happen?"
"A muggle, most likely drunk, ran through a stoplight. Hit their car with full impact. Good night Mister Wesley."
Harry was listening from the top of the stairs. He quickly wiped a tear from his eye. And proceeded to his room. He knew how it felt to lose a parent. But he didn't know them as well as she did.
A short while later Ron returned. Harry explained how he heard and they quickly ended the conversation. Each silently went to bed. Unsure of what to say.