Note: Got your attention? Thought so! I'm not very good at writing action
scenes, but I'll do my best for this chapter! Also, I'm not sure about
Hermione's eye color *eep!* Don't kill me!
Chapter 3
Results of Cruciatus
He panted as he entered the third fork in the halls. He had no idea that the Girl's dormitories would be so big!
'Crucio!' another wail. Ron could hear girls waking up and screaming themselves, making it harder to distinguish Hermione's from the rest. Lights started coming on and doors opened.
'EEK! A boy!' more screams erupted and Ron guessed the entire house was waking by now.
'Crucio!' Ron winced, unable to imagine the pain Hermione must be going through as another scream ripped through the air.
Suddenly, the scream faded. He had passed the room where Hermione slept. He skidded to a halt and retraced his steps. Finally, he came to a closed door. He attempted to turn the knob, but found it locked. Girls started to surround the door. The shock of a boy in the girl's dormitories seemed to pass over them at the sounds of Hermione's torture.
'Stand back!' commanded Ron as he backed against the wall. He thrust himself forward and knocked himself against the door. He found himself shooting away from it with a violent stinging in his side. He stood again, biting back the pain, and slammed himself into the door again.
'Crucio!' Ron was deflected again, the stinging intensified.
'What's going on here?' cried the voice of Professor McGonagall who was struggling to get through the now terrified crowd. 'Back to your Dormitories! Back to your Dormitories!'
Ron slammed against the door again. This time, the ancient wood snapped and broke. He stumbled inside, clutching his side in pain.
He barely had the chance to see three girls in a corner, frozen like ice, and Hermione on the floor behind a black figure who wheeled around. He made his silver wand cut the air and his eyes suddenly glowed a fiery red. Ron was thrown back several feet and knocked his head on the doorframe. He felt himself falling over and could hear a loud crack before the attacker disappeared.
*
Ron awoke the next morning in the Hospital Wing. His head felt sore along with his ribcage. He slowly sat up, feeling stiff.
He noticed immediately that Hermione was resting next to him.
'Hermione!' he said quickly, throwing off his covers and rushing to her bedspread. Her eyebrows twitched as she slowly came to.
'Ron?' she muttered. Ron held her hand in his. Her eyes fluttered open, revealing their beautiful brown irises.
'Are you okay?' he asked. She started to sit up but Ron gently pressed her back down.
'What are you doing?' she asked.
'Don't you remember last night?'
'Of course I d-RON! YOUR HEAD!' Ron reached up and felt the bandage that was wrapped around his forehead.
'It's nothing.' he said quickly. 'Are you all right?'
'I'm fine! Are you?'
'I'm not complaining.' Ron said with a smirk and a shrug. They both turned to see the Hospital Wing door open. In stepped Dumbledore, McGonagall and Pomfrey. McGonagall hurried quickly to them both.
'You should get back in bed, Mr. Weasley.' Ron opened his mouth to protest, but a gentle squeeze from Hermione's hand told him not to object. He slowly returned to his mattress. 'Are you all right, Miss Granger?' asked McGonagall, kneeling beside Hermione's bed.
'I'm fine!' insisted Hermione as she sat up. Ron's eyes met Dumbledore's.
'You have both had quite an ordeal.' he said gently. 'But I'm afraid rest will have to come later. You both need to tell me what happened.' Ron let Hermione start. She paused every now and then to think about the event.
'I was sleeping until someone in a black cloak came into our dormitory and stunned the other girls. He then turned to me... and...' she paused. 'Asked me... something.' she glanced nervously at Ron.
'Go ahead dear.' insisted McGonagall. Pomfrey came to them both and gave the chocolate. Ron felt a wave of relief surge through him as it melted in his mouth. Hermione shut her eyes tightly before she went on.
'She asked me what Harry's ultimate weakness was.' she stopped after that, not wanting to continue.
'Please, Hermione,' said Dumbledore, stepping forward. 'We need to know what happened.'
'I didn't tell him, then he performed the Cruciatus curse on me. He kept asking me, and I kept saying no, but he went on with the curse.' Ron could see her eyes glittering. He could tell this was very hard for her.
'Then Ron came.' Ron was shocked to hear that it was the end of her tale. Dumbledore nodded then turned to him.
'Now, how did you get involved in all this?' he asked. Ron stared down at his fists clenched on his knees. He explained everything from when he woke to when his found Hermione's room, then found he couldn't remember anything from then on.
'He fired a blasting spell at him.' assisted Hermione. 'He fell against the door. Then McGonagall came.' Dumbledore nodded again. He stood straight and suddenly seemed very tall.
'We will get to the bottom of this.' he assured them. 'You've both healed well overnight and should make your first class in time. I must insist that you keep the tale of the curse a secret though. The last thing we need it the ministry on our backs again.' Ron spotted a grin under his beard.
After they left, Ron fell asleep. When he awoke again, he felt almost better then he had when he awoke last night. Hermione seemed a small bit in pain during breakfast, but was smiling and talkative as usual. Ron couldn't help but admire her bravery from last night. He would've been shaking in his robes if he had been attacked by one of the Unforgivable Curses.
Chapter 3
Results of Cruciatus
He panted as he entered the third fork in the halls. He had no idea that the Girl's dormitories would be so big!
'Crucio!' another wail. Ron could hear girls waking up and screaming themselves, making it harder to distinguish Hermione's from the rest. Lights started coming on and doors opened.
'EEK! A boy!' more screams erupted and Ron guessed the entire house was waking by now.
'Crucio!' Ron winced, unable to imagine the pain Hermione must be going through as another scream ripped through the air.
Suddenly, the scream faded. He had passed the room where Hermione slept. He skidded to a halt and retraced his steps. Finally, he came to a closed door. He attempted to turn the knob, but found it locked. Girls started to surround the door. The shock of a boy in the girl's dormitories seemed to pass over them at the sounds of Hermione's torture.
'Stand back!' commanded Ron as he backed against the wall. He thrust himself forward and knocked himself against the door. He found himself shooting away from it with a violent stinging in his side. He stood again, biting back the pain, and slammed himself into the door again.
'Crucio!' Ron was deflected again, the stinging intensified.
'What's going on here?' cried the voice of Professor McGonagall who was struggling to get through the now terrified crowd. 'Back to your Dormitories! Back to your Dormitories!'
Ron slammed against the door again. This time, the ancient wood snapped and broke. He stumbled inside, clutching his side in pain.
He barely had the chance to see three girls in a corner, frozen like ice, and Hermione on the floor behind a black figure who wheeled around. He made his silver wand cut the air and his eyes suddenly glowed a fiery red. Ron was thrown back several feet and knocked his head on the doorframe. He felt himself falling over and could hear a loud crack before the attacker disappeared.
*
Ron awoke the next morning in the Hospital Wing. His head felt sore along with his ribcage. He slowly sat up, feeling stiff.
He noticed immediately that Hermione was resting next to him.
'Hermione!' he said quickly, throwing off his covers and rushing to her bedspread. Her eyebrows twitched as she slowly came to.
'Ron?' she muttered. Ron held her hand in his. Her eyes fluttered open, revealing their beautiful brown irises.
'Are you okay?' he asked. She started to sit up but Ron gently pressed her back down.
'What are you doing?' she asked.
'Don't you remember last night?'
'Of course I d-RON! YOUR HEAD!' Ron reached up and felt the bandage that was wrapped around his forehead.
'It's nothing.' he said quickly. 'Are you all right?'
'I'm fine! Are you?'
'I'm not complaining.' Ron said with a smirk and a shrug. They both turned to see the Hospital Wing door open. In stepped Dumbledore, McGonagall and Pomfrey. McGonagall hurried quickly to them both.
'You should get back in bed, Mr. Weasley.' Ron opened his mouth to protest, but a gentle squeeze from Hermione's hand told him not to object. He slowly returned to his mattress. 'Are you all right, Miss Granger?' asked McGonagall, kneeling beside Hermione's bed.
'I'm fine!' insisted Hermione as she sat up. Ron's eyes met Dumbledore's.
'You have both had quite an ordeal.' he said gently. 'But I'm afraid rest will have to come later. You both need to tell me what happened.' Ron let Hermione start. She paused every now and then to think about the event.
'I was sleeping until someone in a black cloak came into our dormitory and stunned the other girls. He then turned to me... and...' she paused. 'Asked me... something.' she glanced nervously at Ron.
'Go ahead dear.' insisted McGonagall. Pomfrey came to them both and gave the chocolate. Ron felt a wave of relief surge through him as it melted in his mouth. Hermione shut her eyes tightly before she went on.
'She asked me what Harry's ultimate weakness was.' she stopped after that, not wanting to continue.
'Please, Hermione,' said Dumbledore, stepping forward. 'We need to know what happened.'
'I didn't tell him, then he performed the Cruciatus curse on me. He kept asking me, and I kept saying no, but he went on with the curse.' Ron could see her eyes glittering. He could tell this was very hard for her.
'Then Ron came.' Ron was shocked to hear that it was the end of her tale. Dumbledore nodded then turned to him.
'Now, how did you get involved in all this?' he asked. Ron stared down at his fists clenched on his knees. He explained everything from when he woke to when his found Hermione's room, then found he couldn't remember anything from then on.
'He fired a blasting spell at him.' assisted Hermione. 'He fell against the door. Then McGonagall came.' Dumbledore nodded again. He stood straight and suddenly seemed very tall.
'We will get to the bottom of this.' he assured them. 'You've both healed well overnight and should make your first class in time. I must insist that you keep the tale of the curse a secret though. The last thing we need it the ministry on our backs again.' Ron spotted a grin under his beard.
After they left, Ron fell asleep. When he awoke again, he felt almost better then he had when he awoke last night. Hermione seemed a small bit in pain during breakfast, but was smiling and talkative as usual. Ron couldn't help but admire her bravery from last night. He would've been shaking in his robes if he had been attacked by one of the Unforgivable Curses.