Disclamer: We do not own, yes we. Me and me mate Sarah have co written this little fic *which is gradually getting longer* hope u enjoy! We do own Dominica Matolov Ridler and Natalie Domomov Ridler. Set in Harry's 5th year. This story starts on 18th March 2003. All other dates mentioned are based on this. The dates do not correlate with the actual year 2003.
A Day in the life of the Hospital Wing
Chapter 1
"Harry! Wait up!" Ron shouted. Harry ignored him. He'd been doing that allot lately. He carried on walking. Hermione sighed.
"Leave him be Ron" Hermione said, although it was more like a sigh and the two of them went back to the common room. Harry walked out into the grounds and sat heavily on the bench. All he could think about was Cedric. His death had imprinted painfully on Harry's brain. It had been his, Harry's fault. Cedric's death. He would still be alive if Harry hadn't have insisted on taking the cup at the same time. Harry was jolted out of his thoughts by something behind him. He spun around quickly and gasped. There in front of him was the ghostly form of Cedric.
"My my Harry, don't look so surprised" Cedric said surprised.
"But… you…" Harry couldn't speak properly.
"I'm a ghost, I did notice that Harry. Those who die here haunt it till they fulfill something or other, I didn't pay that much attention to the rest. I'm a Hufflepuff ghost now" Cedric said longwindedly. "It's quite fun actually, flying through walls, flying, never hungry, walls, see-through, did I mention flying through walls!" Cedric said enthusiastically. "I'm happier as a ghost than I was as a boy."
"You…You're not angry at me, are you?" Harry asked distractedly. Cedric looked bewildered. "It was my fault you…well died" "Oh, that. Forget it Harry. I'm not bothered" "Thanks…What is it?" Cedric had just, if it were possible, gone very pale, even for a ghost.
"Some things wrong, something isn't right. Some ones dying" Cedric said quietly. "But their not whole, their a half, I must go!" Cedric suddenly turned and flew off.
"Half? Not whole? A twin!" Harry gasped in realization. "Fred and George!" Harry started running and there was one of the twins, a knife though his chest, right where his heart was, and the other pinning Malfoy to the wall. Harry could hear someone yelling "What did you think you were doing! You'll never get away with it! Even your father won't be able to get you out of this, you'll be expelled for stabbing my twin!" Malfoy seemed to have lost his voice now that he was being dangled a few inches from the ground. Suddenly familiar voices could be heard coming down the corridor. Malfoy had gone even paler than he usually was. The stabbed twin was stood frozen in the middle of the hall, his hands holding the knife at his chest, the blood having drained from his face.
"Ahhhh!" McGonagall screamed that scream she does when she's surprised and doesn't want to scream as she, Snape and Dumbledore turned the corridor.
"You bastard!" Harry hissed in Malfoy's direction.
"Fred!" George gasped, dropping Malfoy and rushing to his twin, who suddenly collapsed against him. Snape held onto Malfoy's shoulder as Fred was rushed to the Hospital Wing.
"Hey, snap out of it Hermione" Ron shouted, after being knocked unexpectedly to the ground "Oh, come on. Is this some kind of joke?" A small crowd had gathered around the pair
"What's going on?" asked Seamus dumbly.
Hermione grinned evilly and lashed out at Seamus. Secretly in the north tower's top room a girl laughs. Dominica Matolov Ridler.
