She looked around in amazement. She slowly lifted her head and took a look around. She did not know how she got here or what happened. She slowly rose from the bed and collapsed. She held herself up. She could feel his power pulsing through her. She smelt him in her hair and clothes. As soon as she was able to stand without aid she walked over to Harry. The back of her head hurt, but she ignored it. That didn't matter to her, only Harry did. Harry's breathing was heavy but quiet. She began to cry. She had a very bad dream that night. She dreamed that Voldemort killed him. She was happy that this wasn't the case.
She slowly stroked his jet-black hair and held his hand. He didn't respond to her touch. His hand was like ice to her warm skin. As she stroked his hair, she pulled back quickly. She was burned again. She pushed his hair out of the way to reveal his scar. It was glowing and very hot. It was like all of his body heat was concentrated there.
"Come on, Harry...It's me.... Hermione..."
"It's no use child," Madam Pomfrey said forcing Hermione back into her bed and handing her chocolate, "He hasn't moved or done a thing." She walked away and Hermione got up again. "Don't even think about it!" She said and Hermione lay back down quietly. She thought really hard to recall the events of the night before. She was interrupted when she heard Madam Pomfrey have a little fit and the door slam.
"I see you are well, Ms. Granger, how are you feeling?" asked a familiar voice.
"What's going on? Why am I here? What is wrong with Harry? What's..."
"Easy, my girl, easy... You almost died last night. Are you aware of this? Slow down." Hermione froze. Died? She turned to Dumbledore with confusion. "What do you remember?"
"Well, Harry's scar was hurting and I took him upstairs and he was telling me to go, then to stay, then a scream. How could I forget that scream? Then I was thrown against the wall...and I think that's it...yeah..." Dumbledore turned to Harry.
"Harry almost killed you, last night...it was mind control. What did he say to you before he screamed?"
"....." Hermione sat in silence. Her loved almost killed her. "It was like he was being forced to tell me to stay." Dumbledore put his arm around her.
"Mr. Longbottom and Mr. Weasley saved your life...and his. You see, my dear, Neville was heading back to the dorms when he couldn't remember the password for the Fat Lady. He heard him scream and luckily that sparked his memory. He came running in and he saw Harry, wand pointed at you in a trance-like state. He was saying "Crucio" and you were screaming. Neville, God bless him, somehow knew the disarming charm and used it against Harry. He then tackled Harry when Ron came in. Harry scrambled for his wand and when he had it in hand he pointed it at you and almost used the Death curse in you. Ron disarmed him again and tackled him. He told Neville to get me and he fought with Harry. Mr. Weasley can throw quite a punch. He knocked Harry out with one blow. He said after that his body got cold and there was a flash of light. Harry hasn't woken up or moved since then. You should be eternally grateful to those two." Dumbledore took a deep breath.
"He almost killed me..."
"No, my dear...Voldemort tried to kill you." She jumped off the bed and ran to Harry.
"Please wake up, please...." Pomfrey came back and pried Hermione off of him she tried forcing her back into bed when Dumbledore intervened and kicked her out again.
"I am afraid he is fighting a battle in which we can not be by his side."
"I can feel his power within me. Why?" Hermione could barely talk past her tears.
"It's a sacrifice...Hermione, Harry is dying.... that's why there is no response..." Hermione held his cold hands. Dumbledore hugged Hermione and left quickly. Hermione got dressed looked at Harry, and followed soon after.
She slowly stroked his jet-black hair and held his hand. He didn't respond to her touch. His hand was like ice to her warm skin. As she stroked his hair, she pulled back quickly. She was burned again. She pushed his hair out of the way to reveal his scar. It was glowing and very hot. It was like all of his body heat was concentrated there.
"Come on, Harry...It's me.... Hermione..."
"It's no use child," Madam Pomfrey said forcing Hermione back into her bed and handing her chocolate, "He hasn't moved or done a thing." She walked away and Hermione got up again. "Don't even think about it!" She said and Hermione lay back down quietly. She thought really hard to recall the events of the night before. She was interrupted when she heard Madam Pomfrey have a little fit and the door slam.
"I see you are well, Ms. Granger, how are you feeling?" asked a familiar voice.
"What's going on? Why am I here? What is wrong with Harry? What's..."
"Easy, my girl, easy... You almost died last night. Are you aware of this? Slow down." Hermione froze. Died? She turned to Dumbledore with confusion. "What do you remember?"
"Well, Harry's scar was hurting and I took him upstairs and he was telling me to go, then to stay, then a scream. How could I forget that scream? Then I was thrown against the wall...and I think that's it...yeah..." Dumbledore turned to Harry.
"Harry almost killed you, last night...it was mind control. What did he say to you before he screamed?"
"....." Hermione sat in silence. Her loved almost killed her. "It was like he was being forced to tell me to stay." Dumbledore put his arm around her.
"Mr. Longbottom and Mr. Weasley saved your life...and his. You see, my dear, Neville was heading back to the dorms when he couldn't remember the password for the Fat Lady. He heard him scream and luckily that sparked his memory. He came running in and he saw Harry, wand pointed at you in a trance-like state. He was saying "Crucio" and you were screaming. Neville, God bless him, somehow knew the disarming charm and used it against Harry. He then tackled Harry when Ron came in. Harry scrambled for his wand and when he had it in hand he pointed it at you and almost used the Death curse in you. Ron disarmed him again and tackled him. He told Neville to get me and he fought with Harry. Mr. Weasley can throw quite a punch. He knocked Harry out with one blow. He said after that his body got cold and there was a flash of light. Harry hasn't woken up or moved since then. You should be eternally grateful to those two." Dumbledore took a deep breath.
"He almost killed me..."
"No, my dear...Voldemort tried to kill you." She jumped off the bed and ran to Harry.
"Please wake up, please...." Pomfrey came back and pried Hermione off of him she tried forcing her back into bed when Dumbledore intervened and kicked her out again.
"I am afraid he is fighting a battle in which we can not be by his side."
"I can feel his power within me. Why?" Hermione could barely talk past her tears.
"It's a sacrifice...Hermione, Harry is dying.... that's why there is no response..." Hermione held his cold hands. Dumbledore hugged Hermione and left quickly. Hermione got dressed looked at Harry, and followed soon after.