CHAPTER 8
AS TOLD BY HERMIONE
RON SCREAM ECHOED IN MY EARS, AND I DON'T THINK that I'll ever be able to get that sound out of my head. The reason? Because, never in all the years I've know Ron, have I ever heard him yell in such pain.
I stood there frozen as soon as I heard it, and then began dashing to the place where I last saw Hagrid, Voldemort, and the Monster, except I was still lost.
I heard a yell, "GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!" It was Ron.
I felt like a chicken, running around with no head, trying to find my way. But then, finally, I saw the light of the tunnel where Ron was, except from where I was standing I couldn't see him.
Very slowly, and carefully, I began to look around, Voldemort had Ron and Hagrid perched against the wall, neither were moving, and then it occurred to me, that maybe they couldn't. Hagrid, was lying on the floor, bleeding so terribly I thought he might be dead. The monster was sleeping soundly in the corner, and Voldemort had Ron pressed up against the wall with some kind of charm, and he looked like he was in a lot of pain.
I pulled out my wand, "Stupidify."
Voldemort crumpled right in front of me, he hit his head, however, I knew he was so powerful he wouldn't be out long.
"We gotta get out of here Ron." I told him. The spell had worn off and Ron was rubbing his left arm which was very red. I looked at him with that 'are you OK' look on my face. He smiled and nodded. "Wait, the monster- ? Why isn't my thoughts-?" I stood there, I felt as if I were on crack, thoughts were racing through my head.
Ron looked at me, as if he didn't want to say, "Because, Hermione, they got Hagrid."
AS TOLD BY RON
HERMIONE LET OUT A STRANGLED SOB AND BURRIED HER head in her hands.
"Hermione, I'm so sorry. I didn't get here in time. I'm so sorry," I continued muttering.
"A-Are you sure that he's dead?" Hermione asked me.
"No, I'm not, he's not dead. But really hurt, and I don't know if the monster got all of his sole. But w- we have to get out of here, now."
"Let's take him with us," Hermione whimpered.
"How-?" I asked, we all knew Hagrid was very heavy.
But Hermione put him on an invisible stretcher. But then we both heard it. A roar so loud, so terrible, so evil that it alone could have just sucked the life out of both of us. The monster was awake.
"Down here!" I yelled pointing down a tunnel we had never ventured into. I grabbed her hand and we began running.
The monster clabbered behind us, except nothing happened. I was OK right now and so was Hermione, thank God.
"Ron! Look!" Hermione yelled. Hagrid's stretcher was floating behind us. But she took my hand and moved it up ahead.
A light blue and white swirling of colors swirled a acre away from us.
"What is it?"
"A porthole. A very primitive form of magical transportation. You're going to have to close it behind us. Say 'close', after we jump in, make sure Hagrid's stretcher is in and the monster isn't. Get ready," Hermione told me, and then we jumped right into the swirl.
AS TOLD BY HERMIONE
AS WE WERE FALLING I COULDN'T MOVE, I TRIED TO CALL out, but I couldn't get my vocal cords to vibrate. I tried to squeeze Ron's hand, but I couldn't do that either.
And then as soon as everything started, it stopped.
I hit the ground with such force, that I let go of Ron's hand and my wand. Sending Hagrid's stretched hitting the ground with a clank. Ron was laying on his back, breathing hard.
I had landed on my side and then also rolled over onto my back.
"Are you OK, Ron?" I asked him.
He didn't answer me, and then I heard him gasp, "Hermione? Do you know where we are?"
I looked around, "We're in a field. Look, there's a pretty flower-."
"Do you know what field were in?" He asked me again.
"Ron, I don't memorize fields," I told him.
"Well, then I'll fill you in," He said, helping me to my feet, "This is Harry's back yard."
(A/N another short chapter... sorry!)
AS TOLD BY HERMIONE
RON SCREAM ECHOED IN MY EARS, AND I DON'T THINK that I'll ever be able to get that sound out of my head. The reason? Because, never in all the years I've know Ron, have I ever heard him yell in such pain.
I stood there frozen as soon as I heard it, and then began dashing to the place where I last saw Hagrid, Voldemort, and the Monster, except I was still lost.
I heard a yell, "GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!" It was Ron.
I felt like a chicken, running around with no head, trying to find my way. But then, finally, I saw the light of the tunnel where Ron was, except from where I was standing I couldn't see him.
Very slowly, and carefully, I began to look around, Voldemort had Ron and Hagrid perched against the wall, neither were moving, and then it occurred to me, that maybe they couldn't. Hagrid, was lying on the floor, bleeding so terribly I thought he might be dead. The monster was sleeping soundly in the corner, and Voldemort had Ron pressed up against the wall with some kind of charm, and he looked like he was in a lot of pain.
I pulled out my wand, "Stupidify."
Voldemort crumpled right in front of me, he hit his head, however, I knew he was so powerful he wouldn't be out long.
"We gotta get out of here Ron." I told him. The spell had worn off and Ron was rubbing his left arm which was very red. I looked at him with that 'are you OK' look on my face. He smiled and nodded. "Wait, the monster- ? Why isn't my thoughts-?" I stood there, I felt as if I were on crack, thoughts were racing through my head.
Ron looked at me, as if he didn't want to say, "Because, Hermione, they got Hagrid."
AS TOLD BY RON
HERMIONE LET OUT A STRANGLED SOB AND BURRIED HER head in her hands.
"Hermione, I'm so sorry. I didn't get here in time. I'm so sorry," I continued muttering.
"A-Are you sure that he's dead?" Hermione asked me.
"No, I'm not, he's not dead. But really hurt, and I don't know if the monster got all of his sole. But w- we have to get out of here, now."
"Let's take him with us," Hermione whimpered.
"How-?" I asked, we all knew Hagrid was very heavy.
But Hermione put him on an invisible stretcher. But then we both heard it. A roar so loud, so terrible, so evil that it alone could have just sucked the life out of both of us. The monster was awake.
"Down here!" I yelled pointing down a tunnel we had never ventured into. I grabbed her hand and we began running.
The monster clabbered behind us, except nothing happened. I was OK right now and so was Hermione, thank God.
"Ron! Look!" Hermione yelled. Hagrid's stretcher was floating behind us. But she took my hand and moved it up ahead.
A light blue and white swirling of colors swirled a acre away from us.
"What is it?"
"A porthole. A very primitive form of magical transportation. You're going to have to close it behind us. Say 'close', after we jump in, make sure Hagrid's stretcher is in and the monster isn't. Get ready," Hermione told me, and then we jumped right into the swirl.
AS TOLD BY HERMIONE
AS WE WERE FALLING I COULDN'T MOVE, I TRIED TO CALL out, but I couldn't get my vocal cords to vibrate. I tried to squeeze Ron's hand, but I couldn't do that either.
And then as soon as everything started, it stopped.
I hit the ground with such force, that I let go of Ron's hand and my wand. Sending Hagrid's stretched hitting the ground with a clank. Ron was laying on his back, breathing hard.
I had landed on my side and then also rolled over onto my back.
"Are you OK, Ron?" I asked him.
He didn't answer me, and then I heard him gasp, "Hermione? Do you know where we are?"
I looked around, "We're in a field. Look, there's a pretty flower-."
"Do you know what field were in?" He asked me again.
"Ron, I don't memorize fields," I told him.
"Well, then I'll fill you in," He said, helping me to my feet, "This is Harry's back yard."
(A/N another short chapter... sorry!)
