A/N: I'm getting sleepy.. Guess I didn't get enough sleep last night. Oh
well the story must go on!
Disclaimer: J.K. Owns her stuff and I own my stuff.
Chapter Eight- The Evil Myrtle
Hermione left Harry and headed for the Library. She stopped by the bathroom on the way.
"Myrtle do you think my hair looks alright?" Hermione asked Myrtle.
"It's lovely dear." Myrtle replied, "Who are you meeting?"
Hermione smiled at Myrtle. "Draco Malfoy..." She answered.
Myrtle had a shocked look on her face.
"Oh Myrtle if you'd only see him this year. He is Handsome and smart, and the most outrageous guy." Hermione said daydreaming.
"But Hermione, you swore you would never like him..." Myrtle said.
"I know... I don't even know if I do..." Hermione said looking into the mirror.
"Hermione, who ever you like is your choice." Myrtle said smiling.
"Yes, I know, but what about Harry? I found out from Ginny that he likes me...If I ever went out with Malfoy... It'd break Harry's heart." Hermione said with a small tear in her eye.
"Hermione, you shouldn't let any one come in between your feelings." Myrtle said smiling evilly.
"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked.
"You know what I mean. Harry isn't going to like you any more after I get done with you!" Myrtle said as she grabbed a knife from her toilet.
"Myrtle what are you doing with that?!" Hermione said as she backed up to the wall.
"We're just going to play a little game..." Myrtle said evilly.
Myrtle grabbed Hermione's wrist and cut it. Hermione screamed with pain. She tried to run but Myrtle cut her leg as well. Hermione screamed again. She fell to the ground a slide towards the corner away from Myrtle. She'd never seen this side of her before.
"Myrtle why are you doing this?" She asked in pain.
"Because Harry likes you and not me!" Myrtle yelled.
"I admit I do have feelings for him but not that kind of way!" Hermione shouted as Myrtle came closer to her.
*******
Harry heard a scream. A while later he heard another. He ran towards the screams and ended up by Moaning Myrtle's Bathroom. He hesitated for a second then rushed in he saw Myrtle with a knife and Hermione on the floor bleeding.
"Harry help me!" Hermione screamed as Myrtle took another swipe at her other leg.
"MYRTLE STOP!" Harry shouted.
"Why should I? So you can like her more than me?! Well once I am through with her she'll be the ugliest girl in the school!" Myrtle yelled as she swiped Hermione's face. Hermione grabbed her face. Harry ran in front of Hermione.
"LOOK MYRTLE! I DON'T LIKE HER! SHE IS MY FRIEND!" Harry shouted.
Myrtle aimed for Hermione but hit Harry instead. She cut him across his chest. She dropped the knife.
"What have I done?" She asked herself looking at the cut she had just made on Harry.
"Harry, I'm sorry." She pleaded. Harry looked at her evilly.
"Myrtle, you don't deserve to be here in Hogwarts! Dumbledore will hear about this." Harry grabbed his chest with pain as he said this.
He helped Hermione up to her feet. He put her arm around his neck and helped her down to the hospital wing.
On the ran Malfoy came walking up to Harry and Hermione.
"What happened?!" Malfoy asked looking at the bloody Hermione.
"Myrtle!" Harry gasped.
Malfoy helped Harry and Hermione down to the Hospital Wing.
"Oh My goodness!" Madame Pomfrey exclaimed. "What happened to you two?!"
Harry collapsed and Hermione went unconscious on the way down. Madame Pomfrey looked at Malfoy.
"Do you know what happened?" She asked.
"I don't know when I asked Potter he said 'Myrtle'" Malfoy said looking worryingly at Hermione.
"Are they going to be ok?" He asked.
"Nothing that a wand can't fix. I will have to inform Dumbledore about this. Will you go get him for me while I look after these two?" She asked.
"Yes... Yes of course." Malfoy ran to get Dumbledore.
Madame Pomfrey took out some anesthetics and cleaned the blood away from the cuts. Hermione had lost a lot of blood. She had cuts on her arms her wrists and her legs. Her shoulder was badly cut and her face was covered with blood from the cut on it. Harry's chest was bleeding rapidly but he hadn't lost as much blood as Hermione had. Madame Pomfrey looked down at Hermione and shook her head.
How could this happen in a well-guarded place? She asked herself.
Dumbledore came rushing in. Madame Pomfrey looked up from her patients.
"We must find who did this at once!" Dumbledore said.
"I'm afraid we can't until they wake up Sir." Madame Pomfrey said shacking her head.
Disclaimer: J.K. Owns her stuff and I own my stuff.
Chapter Eight- The Evil Myrtle
Hermione left Harry and headed for the Library. She stopped by the bathroom on the way.
"Myrtle do you think my hair looks alright?" Hermione asked Myrtle.
"It's lovely dear." Myrtle replied, "Who are you meeting?"
Hermione smiled at Myrtle. "Draco Malfoy..." She answered.
Myrtle had a shocked look on her face.
"Oh Myrtle if you'd only see him this year. He is Handsome and smart, and the most outrageous guy." Hermione said daydreaming.
"But Hermione, you swore you would never like him..." Myrtle said.
"I know... I don't even know if I do..." Hermione said looking into the mirror.
"Hermione, who ever you like is your choice." Myrtle said smiling.
"Yes, I know, but what about Harry? I found out from Ginny that he likes me...If I ever went out with Malfoy... It'd break Harry's heart." Hermione said with a small tear in her eye.
"Hermione, you shouldn't let any one come in between your feelings." Myrtle said smiling evilly.
"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked.
"You know what I mean. Harry isn't going to like you any more after I get done with you!" Myrtle said as she grabbed a knife from her toilet.
"Myrtle what are you doing with that?!" Hermione said as she backed up to the wall.
"We're just going to play a little game..." Myrtle said evilly.
Myrtle grabbed Hermione's wrist and cut it. Hermione screamed with pain. She tried to run but Myrtle cut her leg as well. Hermione screamed again. She fell to the ground a slide towards the corner away from Myrtle. She'd never seen this side of her before.
"Myrtle why are you doing this?" She asked in pain.
"Because Harry likes you and not me!" Myrtle yelled.
"I admit I do have feelings for him but not that kind of way!" Hermione shouted as Myrtle came closer to her.
*******
Harry heard a scream. A while later he heard another. He ran towards the screams and ended up by Moaning Myrtle's Bathroom. He hesitated for a second then rushed in he saw Myrtle with a knife and Hermione on the floor bleeding.
"Harry help me!" Hermione screamed as Myrtle took another swipe at her other leg.
"MYRTLE STOP!" Harry shouted.
"Why should I? So you can like her more than me?! Well once I am through with her she'll be the ugliest girl in the school!" Myrtle yelled as she swiped Hermione's face. Hermione grabbed her face. Harry ran in front of Hermione.
"LOOK MYRTLE! I DON'T LIKE HER! SHE IS MY FRIEND!" Harry shouted.
Myrtle aimed for Hermione but hit Harry instead. She cut him across his chest. She dropped the knife.
"What have I done?" She asked herself looking at the cut she had just made on Harry.
"Harry, I'm sorry." She pleaded. Harry looked at her evilly.
"Myrtle, you don't deserve to be here in Hogwarts! Dumbledore will hear about this." Harry grabbed his chest with pain as he said this.
He helped Hermione up to her feet. He put her arm around his neck and helped her down to the hospital wing.
On the ran Malfoy came walking up to Harry and Hermione.
"What happened?!" Malfoy asked looking at the bloody Hermione.
"Myrtle!" Harry gasped.
Malfoy helped Harry and Hermione down to the Hospital Wing.
"Oh My goodness!" Madame Pomfrey exclaimed. "What happened to you two?!"
Harry collapsed and Hermione went unconscious on the way down. Madame Pomfrey looked at Malfoy.
"Do you know what happened?" She asked.
"I don't know when I asked Potter he said 'Myrtle'" Malfoy said looking worryingly at Hermione.
"Are they going to be ok?" He asked.
"Nothing that a wand can't fix. I will have to inform Dumbledore about this. Will you go get him for me while I look after these two?" She asked.
"Yes... Yes of course." Malfoy ran to get Dumbledore.
Madame Pomfrey took out some anesthetics and cleaned the blood away from the cuts. Hermione had lost a lot of blood. She had cuts on her arms her wrists and her legs. Her shoulder was badly cut and her face was covered with blood from the cut on it. Harry's chest was bleeding rapidly but he hadn't lost as much blood as Hermione had. Madame Pomfrey looked down at Hermione and shook her head.
How could this happen in a well-guarded place? She asked herself.
Dumbledore came rushing in. Madame Pomfrey looked up from her patients.
"We must find who did this at once!" Dumbledore said.
"I'm afraid we can't until they wake up Sir." Madame Pomfrey said shacking her head.