Sup all!!! I'm back with a new chapter! I came across my notebook cleaning my room and my writings are once again being typed! PARTY!!!! WOOOHOO!!!! Here's chapter 17! Remember to review!
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Hermione finally got better. Harry stayed the same. Every time Hermione entered the Great Hall there would be an explosion of whispers. She was glad Malfoy didn't come back from Christmas break. She couldn't take it right now. Ron's wand was still acting up. He would make explosions in his classes and he was given detention a lot. Hermione didn't want to see him. She couldn't take that either.
She was sitting in the common room staring at the fire. She had several dreams of Harry dying and then rising again, like the phoenix he was. She would laugh as she watched the fire dance. She would whisper things to herself and people would just watch her and whisper. She was being driven insane, they thought and they feared her. All except Ron. She wished she could end it all. Can't use magic though. She would then curse Harry for that.
Ron sat in the common room one night eating and doing his homework. He had stolen food from the kitchen that night, and was chewing happily. He had also been cursing his wand and complaining once again how he had to do things the "Muggle" way. Hermione was glad he had too. He was eating an apple but in order to cut it he had a knife with him. Hermione smiled.
The common room cleared when it was getting late. Ron was reading a Chudley Cannons book he had read almost a thousand times. He was slowly slicing the apple, until he felt he was being watched. He turned to Hermione, who quickly turned away, and then went back to his book. Then that feeling again. This time when he turned Hermione whipped out her wand. He took out his. They stood there staring at each other for some time.
"Hermione...what is going on?"
"Expelliarmus," She yelled and Ron's wand flew from his hand.
"Hermione..." She walked slowly over to Ron's wand and picked it up. "Why are you doing this? I thought you were ok...Hermione..." Ron heart was racing. She whispered something under her breath that Ron couldn't hear. He heard a voice in his head and lost control of himself. "Hermione," he said trying to resist. Damn, he thought, it the Imperius Curse. He wasn't ever able to resist it.
"Grab the knife, Ron," her voice said in his head.
"No!" He yelled but he grabbed the knife. "Stop this now!"
"Come closer, Ron." He took one forced step toward her. She kept beckoning him. Though he resisted he was inches from her face. She kissed him and he felt her tears hitting his cheek. "I love you too, Ron," she whispered in his ear, "but this is something I must do because Harry is about to die...please understand..." She pulled away from him and took a deep breath. Ron slowly lifted the knife to her throat. He touched it to her skin and his hand began to shake.
"NO!!!!" He yelled and dropped the knife. Hermione fell into his arms and dropped her wand. Her neck was cut and she was bleeding slightly. Seamus and Parvati ran down the stairs, later followed by Lavender and Dean.
"Ron...I am so sorry...I should have done it myself...I should have did it..." Hermione was hysterically crying. "Harry, look what you do to me...LOOK WHAT YOU DO!!!!" Her hands were covered with her blood mixed with her tears. She looked at them and screamed. She was shocked.
"You shouldn't do it at all...Harry gave you a gift. If you did it, everything would be for nothing...Hermione look at me...look at me..." Ron lightly stroked her hair. She looked up to him. "Stay alive for him..." She grabbed his robes and cried. He turned to the group, who stood in silence. "Get Madam Pomfrey...now...and McGonagall, too." They didn't move. "NOW!" They slowly exited. Ron rocked Hermione gently. He held her hand and whispered reassuring words. He was crying too and was cursing Harry in his head. Harry was expected to die tomorrow. Dumbledore told him. And seeing Hermione in this state he was praying he lived one more day. Madam Pomfrey came bursting in along with Professor McGonagall. Hermione had finally gone too far this time. Ron lifted her up and brought her to the Hospital Wing. Pomfrey cleaned her up and insisted that Ron stay with her that night.
That morning Ron was sent to sleep in his dorm. He resisted until McGonagall forced him to go. Hermione sat in her bed and stared at nothing. Harry was no longer in the regular part of the hospital wing. He was put into his own room. Hermione knew he was sent there to die. She got up and dressed, hearing Ron's voice echoing in her head. She was so stupid. She didn't realize what Harry did. She looked in the mirror and saw that her neck was slightly better. She assumed that Madam Pomfrey was afraid to completely heal her, in case something went wrong. She left the hospital wing and headed for her dorm. She found her old scarf and tied it around her neck. She jumped when McGonagall snuck up behind her.
"The headmaster wishes to see you," she said with a bit of a smile on her face. She turned around and hugged her. Hermione backed off and walked out. Hermione said the password to the gargoyle and it hopped over. She rode the staircase and soon entered. She slowly walked to his desk and sat.
"Ah...Hello Ms. Granger. Feeling better I hope?" Dumbledore said with his usual tone that was gentle and soothing.
"Yes....th-thank you for asking," she said head down hand covering her neck. She held it so hard it began to bleed again but se ignored it. "You wished to see me, sir?"
"Your parents are here...they are taking you home. I will remind you it is your choice, but they requested to see their daughter and I could not deny their parental authority. Think hard, Ms. Hermione. What you did cannot be taken lightly..."
He shuffled to the chair behind his desk. Fawkes burst into flames again, without warning, and Dumbledore began to wonder.
"He wasn't ready to do that yet...odd... Anyway my dear, will you go or not?"
"Why ask me such a question. You know my answer. Good day, sir." And with that she walked out.
"Stay strong, stay true, and Harry will be in your arms again. I promise you," turning to Fawkes he sat staring confused. "Odd...very odd..."
The end of this chapter sucked.... sorry....Forgot what I was doing in this chapter....
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Hermione finally got better. Harry stayed the same. Every time Hermione entered the Great Hall there would be an explosion of whispers. She was glad Malfoy didn't come back from Christmas break. She couldn't take it right now. Ron's wand was still acting up. He would make explosions in his classes and he was given detention a lot. Hermione didn't want to see him. She couldn't take that either.
She was sitting in the common room staring at the fire. She had several dreams of Harry dying and then rising again, like the phoenix he was. She would laugh as she watched the fire dance. She would whisper things to herself and people would just watch her and whisper. She was being driven insane, they thought and they feared her. All except Ron. She wished she could end it all. Can't use magic though. She would then curse Harry for that.
Ron sat in the common room one night eating and doing his homework. He had stolen food from the kitchen that night, and was chewing happily. He had also been cursing his wand and complaining once again how he had to do things the "Muggle" way. Hermione was glad he had too. He was eating an apple but in order to cut it he had a knife with him. Hermione smiled.
The common room cleared when it was getting late. Ron was reading a Chudley Cannons book he had read almost a thousand times. He was slowly slicing the apple, until he felt he was being watched. He turned to Hermione, who quickly turned away, and then went back to his book. Then that feeling again. This time when he turned Hermione whipped out her wand. He took out his. They stood there staring at each other for some time.
"Hermione...what is going on?"
"Expelliarmus," She yelled and Ron's wand flew from his hand.
"Hermione..." She walked slowly over to Ron's wand and picked it up. "Why are you doing this? I thought you were ok...Hermione..." Ron heart was racing. She whispered something under her breath that Ron couldn't hear. He heard a voice in his head and lost control of himself. "Hermione," he said trying to resist. Damn, he thought, it the Imperius Curse. He wasn't ever able to resist it.
"Grab the knife, Ron," her voice said in his head.
"No!" He yelled but he grabbed the knife. "Stop this now!"
"Come closer, Ron." He took one forced step toward her. She kept beckoning him. Though he resisted he was inches from her face. She kissed him and he felt her tears hitting his cheek. "I love you too, Ron," she whispered in his ear, "but this is something I must do because Harry is about to die...please understand..." She pulled away from him and took a deep breath. Ron slowly lifted the knife to her throat. He touched it to her skin and his hand began to shake.
"NO!!!!" He yelled and dropped the knife. Hermione fell into his arms and dropped her wand. Her neck was cut and she was bleeding slightly. Seamus and Parvati ran down the stairs, later followed by Lavender and Dean.
"Ron...I am so sorry...I should have done it myself...I should have did it..." Hermione was hysterically crying. "Harry, look what you do to me...LOOK WHAT YOU DO!!!!" Her hands were covered with her blood mixed with her tears. She looked at them and screamed. She was shocked.
"You shouldn't do it at all...Harry gave you a gift. If you did it, everything would be for nothing...Hermione look at me...look at me..." Ron lightly stroked her hair. She looked up to him. "Stay alive for him..." She grabbed his robes and cried. He turned to the group, who stood in silence. "Get Madam Pomfrey...now...and McGonagall, too." They didn't move. "NOW!" They slowly exited. Ron rocked Hermione gently. He held her hand and whispered reassuring words. He was crying too and was cursing Harry in his head. Harry was expected to die tomorrow. Dumbledore told him. And seeing Hermione in this state he was praying he lived one more day. Madam Pomfrey came bursting in along with Professor McGonagall. Hermione had finally gone too far this time. Ron lifted her up and brought her to the Hospital Wing. Pomfrey cleaned her up and insisted that Ron stay with her that night.
That morning Ron was sent to sleep in his dorm. He resisted until McGonagall forced him to go. Hermione sat in her bed and stared at nothing. Harry was no longer in the regular part of the hospital wing. He was put into his own room. Hermione knew he was sent there to die. She got up and dressed, hearing Ron's voice echoing in her head. She was so stupid. She didn't realize what Harry did. She looked in the mirror and saw that her neck was slightly better. She assumed that Madam Pomfrey was afraid to completely heal her, in case something went wrong. She left the hospital wing and headed for her dorm. She found her old scarf and tied it around her neck. She jumped when McGonagall snuck up behind her.
"The headmaster wishes to see you," she said with a bit of a smile on her face. She turned around and hugged her. Hermione backed off and walked out. Hermione said the password to the gargoyle and it hopped over. She rode the staircase and soon entered. She slowly walked to his desk and sat.
"Ah...Hello Ms. Granger. Feeling better I hope?" Dumbledore said with his usual tone that was gentle and soothing.
"Yes....th-thank you for asking," she said head down hand covering her neck. She held it so hard it began to bleed again but se ignored it. "You wished to see me, sir?"
"Your parents are here...they are taking you home. I will remind you it is your choice, but they requested to see their daughter and I could not deny their parental authority. Think hard, Ms. Hermione. What you did cannot be taken lightly..."
He shuffled to the chair behind his desk. Fawkes burst into flames again, without warning, and Dumbledore began to wonder.
"He wasn't ready to do that yet...odd... Anyway my dear, will you go or not?"
"Why ask me such a question. You know my answer. Good day, sir." And with that she walked out.
"Stay strong, stay true, and Harry will be in your arms again. I promise you," turning to Fawkes he sat staring confused. "Odd...very odd..."
The end of this chapter sucked.... sorry....Forgot what I was doing in this chapter....
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