Title: Scarred
Author: RedWitch
Rated: PG-13
Pairing: Hermione/Ron. . . . . . .or soon to be
Summary: Ron realizes something's up. Takes place right after part one. . . . well duh!
Disclaimer: JK Rowling is another one of the Gods I worship!
Feedback: PLEASE!
Email: red_witch56@hotmail.com
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Part Two
Ron sat at breakfast with Harry. He hadn't seen Hermione yet this morning. To think about it Hermione had been showing up later and later to breakfast and practically everything else.
"She was screaming again?" he heard some 5th year asked.
"Yes," said Lavender, "In her sleep. I don't understand. It's been happening lately even more. It uses to be a few times a month, but now it's every night. I don't know what's wrong with her."
"Maybe it's You-Know-Who. I mean hanging around with Harry Potter must put her in danger." Parvati said.
Ron suddenly perked up. Harry Potter? Who hung around Harry more than him and. . . Hermione! They were talking about Hermione! But what was wrong with her?
"Harry!" Ron whispered. "Did you hear them?"
"What?" Harry turned away from looking at Cho.
"The girls were talking about Hermione. Sayin' she's been screaming at night and stuff."
"What? Do you think it's Voldermort?" Harry asked with a little more concern for his friend.
"That's what Parvati said. Do you think he's been in her dreams or something?" Ron asked.
"I don't know! This is what I hate about having you guys as best friends. You're always in danger!" Harry was frustrated, how dare Voldermort attack one of his friends!
Suddenly Hermione came into the Great Hall. She looked fine to everyone, but Ron could tell something was wrong. Up closes you could see that Hermione's eyes were just a little red.
"Herm, are you ok?" Ron didn't want to make it obvious that he knew something.
"Oh just fine. You know worrying about my potion's homework." Hermione smiled weakly.
"If you say so." Ron replied.
Suddenly Neville flopped down in the seat next to Hermione. He had accidentally sat down on her left hand too. Hermione let out an ear piercing screech. Neville quickly stood up stuttering many sorrys. Hermione opened her hand to reveal a red scar across it that Ron had never seen, but really he had never looked close enough.
Hermione realized she was making a scene and ran out of the great hall. She ran down some unknown hall, but didn't care. She finally was out of breath and leaned on the wall. Then her legs began to shake and tears pour down her face. She fell to the floor in a heap and cried.
"Good girl," a voice called in her head.
Hermione trembled as the voices continued, "Yes headmaster."
"'Mione I hope you will down better with your studies." The headmaster handed her, her clothes.
"Yes sir."
Suddenly Hermione was pulled back to reality. She had never understood what had happened then. She had always thought she had deserved it. Now she sat there her body shaking and tears streaming down her face.
TBC. . .
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A/N- Thanks to those who reviewed! Glad you like the start! I'm trying to make it longer, but my mind is small (wait did I just insult my self? (See what I mean about small mind?)). Any ideas you have would be greatly appreciated, I love feedback! And by the way some of you may have noticed that the title is now 'Scarred'. It wasn't never supposes to be 'Scared' like it says in the first part says. And it also seems I've been spelling Parvati without the 'r'. My apologies.
Author: RedWitch
Rated: PG-13
Pairing: Hermione/Ron. . . . . . .or soon to be
Summary: Ron realizes something's up. Takes place right after part one. . . . well duh!
Disclaimer: JK Rowling is another one of the Gods I worship!
Feedback: PLEASE!
Email: red_witch56@hotmail.com
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Part Two
Ron sat at breakfast with Harry. He hadn't seen Hermione yet this morning. To think about it Hermione had been showing up later and later to breakfast and practically everything else.
"She was screaming again?" he heard some 5th year asked.
"Yes," said Lavender, "In her sleep. I don't understand. It's been happening lately even more. It uses to be a few times a month, but now it's every night. I don't know what's wrong with her."
"Maybe it's You-Know-Who. I mean hanging around with Harry Potter must put her in danger." Parvati said.
Ron suddenly perked up. Harry Potter? Who hung around Harry more than him and. . . Hermione! They were talking about Hermione! But what was wrong with her?
"Harry!" Ron whispered. "Did you hear them?"
"What?" Harry turned away from looking at Cho.
"The girls were talking about Hermione. Sayin' she's been screaming at night and stuff."
"What? Do you think it's Voldermort?" Harry asked with a little more concern for his friend.
"That's what Parvati said. Do you think he's been in her dreams or something?" Ron asked.
"I don't know! This is what I hate about having you guys as best friends. You're always in danger!" Harry was frustrated, how dare Voldermort attack one of his friends!
Suddenly Hermione came into the Great Hall. She looked fine to everyone, but Ron could tell something was wrong. Up closes you could see that Hermione's eyes were just a little red.
"Herm, are you ok?" Ron didn't want to make it obvious that he knew something.
"Oh just fine. You know worrying about my potion's homework." Hermione smiled weakly.
"If you say so." Ron replied.
Suddenly Neville flopped down in the seat next to Hermione. He had accidentally sat down on her left hand too. Hermione let out an ear piercing screech. Neville quickly stood up stuttering many sorrys. Hermione opened her hand to reveal a red scar across it that Ron had never seen, but really he had never looked close enough.
Hermione realized she was making a scene and ran out of the great hall. She ran down some unknown hall, but didn't care. She finally was out of breath and leaned on the wall. Then her legs began to shake and tears pour down her face. She fell to the floor in a heap and cried.
"Good girl," a voice called in her head.
Hermione trembled as the voices continued, "Yes headmaster."
"'Mione I hope you will down better with your studies." The headmaster handed her, her clothes.
"Yes sir."
Suddenly Hermione was pulled back to reality. She had never understood what had happened then. She had always thought she had deserved it. Now she sat there her body shaking and tears streaming down her face.
TBC. . .
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A/N- Thanks to those who reviewed! Glad you like the start! I'm trying to make it longer, but my mind is small (wait did I just insult my self? (See what I mean about small mind?)). Any ideas you have would be greatly appreciated, I love feedback! And by the way some of you may have noticed that the title is now 'Scarred'. It wasn't never supposes to be 'Scared' like it says in the first part says. And it also seems I've been spelling Parvati without the 'r'. My apologies.