"Is she alright?"
Ron and Harry were at the hospital wing, they had brought Hermione there a little while ago once they saw her covered in blood. They almost thought that she wouldn't make it.
"We'll just have to wait and see, she's in a rather bad condition, now shoo!" Madam Pince was being her usual self, always hurrying people away from the place. Ron's fists begun to shake a little as his head was bowed.
"That's it. Now I know for sure. I have to tell her, I just have to. She just can't die without knowing, just can't..." Ron was clenching his teeth slightly, seeming so serious.
"Tell her what? What do you want to tell her Ron?" Harry was confused, the obvious seemed to never penetrate his skull. But Ron shook his head, and just stoof there clenching his teeth, fearing the truth yet knowing it was right. Just then Summer came in, looking a tad bit glum.
"Just now finished telling Dumbledore about Sir Cadogan and Hermione, sorry I couldn't join you." Now she was wearing a black beret interestingly enough, yet noticed it was there and took it off. "Sorry, I guess this is a time for hats off, huh? But anyways, have you heard anything yet?"
"No, Madam Pince said that it's not quite clear if she'll make it or not, we'll just have to hope for the best I guess." Harry informed her.
"Or be haunted by the worst..." Summer mumbled, "But I just came here to check in, I need to be up to my common room now, hope you don't mind." Without waiting for a reply she left, walking briskly out the door.
"She's rather strange, is she not?" Ron whispered to Harry, but before Harry could reply Madam Pince was back.
"Didn't I tell you? OUT! Your friend is doing fine, but she needs rest!" Madam Pince shoved them out and slamed the door.
"And here she is telling us Hermione needs rest..." Ron mumbled, and Harry nodded in agreement. As they turned around though they heard music, it was in some kind of Rock 'n Roll beat.
Then again I'm dead
Then again I live
Then again I'm gone
So long.
A guitar was being played along with the beat, and due to their curiosity they ran towards the music...
Ron and Harry were at the hospital wing, they had brought Hermione there a little while ago once they saw her covered in blood. They almost thought that she wouldn't make it.
"We'll just have to wait and see, she's in a rather bad condition, now shoo!" Madam Pince was being her usual self, always hurrying people away from the place. Ron's fists begun to shake a little as his head was bowed.
"That's it. Now I know for sure. I have to tell her, I just have to. She just can't die without knowing, just can't..." Ron was clenching his teeth slightly, seeming so serious.
"Tell her what? What do you want to tell her Ron?" Harry was confused, the obvious seemed to never penetrate his skull. But Ron shook his head, and just stoof there clenching his teeth, fearing the truth yet knowing it was right. Just then Summer came in, looking a tad bit glum.
"Just now finished telling Dumbledore about Sir Cadogan and Hermione, sorry I couldn't join you." Now she was wearing a black beret interestingly enough, yet noticed it was there and took it off. "Sorry, I guess this is a time for hats off, huh? But anyways, have you heard anything yet?"
"No, Madam Pince said that it's not quite clear if she'll make it or not, we'll just have to hope for the best I guess." Harry informed her.
"Or be haunted by the worst..." Summer mumbled, "But I just came here to check in, I need to be up to my common room now, hope you don't mind." Without waiting for a reply she left, walking briskly out the door.
"She's rather strange, is she not?" Ron whispered to Harry, but before Harry could reply Madam Pince was back.
"Didn't I tell you? OUT! Your friend is doing fine, but she needs rest!" Madam Pince shoved them out and slamed the door.
"And here she is telling us Hermione needs rest..." Ron mumbled, and Harry nodded in agreement. As they turned around though they heard music, it was in some kind of Rock 'n Roll beat.
Then again I'm dead
Then again I live
Then again I'm gone
So long.
A guitar was being played along with the beat, and due to their curiosity they ran towards the music...