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 3
George screamed! Harry had never heard a scream that held so much pain. The girl just grinned as George crumpled down in pain.
"Leave him alone!" Harry screamed. The girl grinned.
"Where did you learn that, not in this school" Dumbledore asked cautiously.
"My father" was the girl's simple answer.
"Who…" Dumbledore began.
"Is my father, I will not say and I'll let you fret about it until you die, in about five minutes" she said evilly, clicking her fingers and Hermione and Malfoy advanced slowly on everyone else. The girl stopped her Crucio attack on George and fled from the room. George slumped onto the floor. Draco and Hermione approached the beds Ginny and Colin were sitting on, just conscious and looking very disorientated. Just as Dumbledore and McGonagall pulled out their wands, just as Draco and Hermione revealed their hands. Wands in the right hand, knife in the left. Blooded knives. Ginny whimpered and collapsed backwards on the bed. To everyone's surprise the pair started to mutter to themselves, still advancing menacingly.
"My head, oh it hurt's, it hurts" Draco muttered but still pointed both knife and wand at Harry.
"My uniform is a mess" Hermione muttered but still walked towards McGonagall. Harry ignored both Draco's wand and knife and thumped him one around the head.
"That was a bit extreme Harry" Dumbledore said, amusement creeping into his voice. "If you wouldn't mind now getting him up onto the bed please".
"Petrificus Totalus" McGonagall muttered and Hermione immediately froze. George was still writhing on the floor, his hair and clothes stuck to his with sweat. The blood had all but left his face and his lips were turning blue.
"What? Oh sure" Harry replies, slightly surprised at what he had just done.
Hermione glares evilly at Hagrid as he pulled her easily to her feet and onto the bed on which Colin sat, looking almost petrified.
George had managed to clamber up next to Ginny, shaking uncontrollably "Uh, maybe you haven't noticed" he started slowly "But she's gone"
Hagrid looks questioningly to Dumbledore, saying that he would try to find the girl. The others were looking at George.
George was seeing double, triple, quadruple. "Fred, I need to see Fred" Harry helped him over to Fred's still unconscious form. Dumbledore, McGonagall and Pomfrey were strapping down Malfoy and Hermione. They had released Hermione from McGonagall's body bind and she was struggling up a storm. Malfoy was still unconscious.
"You cow! You put a fucking spell on her!" Hermione screamed. McGonagall stared at Hermione aghast.
"Miss Granger!" Pomfrey snapped.
"That's not Miss Granger, she is under the Imperius curse. It is the girl talking through her" Dumbledore said quietly. Harry stared at him.
"Not again" Harry mumbled. George was still shaking beside him, until he lay his head on Fred's stomach and fell into a much needed sleep. Silence fell in the ward filled with sleeping and bandaged students (and a professor). Madam Pomfrey went into her office in a rather bad mood.
"Excuse me! Hey, an apology would be nice! Oh well" said Angelina, surprised at being knocked into a wall by a younger student "I hope she learns some manners" The girl ran across the Entrance Hall, down the steps and fled towards the Forbidden Forest.
Professor Sprout was leaving greenhouse 2 when she saw a figure sprinting down the lawns in the direction of the forest. A Slytherin first year. "Miss Ridler, you know better than to be out this late at night" Sprout runs over to the slowing student. Dominica lashed out and caught Sprout across the face with her nails. Sprout screamed and clasped a hand to her eye. Dominica just smirked and walked off towards the forest.
Sprout stumbles to the castle steps, blindly searching for someone to lead her to the Hospital Wing. "Hello, is anyone in here. I need assistance" she shouts into the hallway, blood flowing through her fingers.
"Professor!" shouts Justin, coming round the doors from the Great Hall and rushing to help Sprout "Here. Let me help you." Justin slowly leads her up the stairs to the Hospital Wing.
"Right. Sit" Pomfrey told Sprout as she swept past her to a cabinet. McGonagall unsuccessfully tried to calm the matron down.
"Busy night, Madam Pomfrey?" asked Sprout, receiving a glare from McGonagall.
"There's always one day, isn't there?" Pomfrey mutters angrily in reply and walks away.
"Do you know who did this to you, Professor?" Dumbledore asked quickly, changing the subject.
"Oh…it was a student…a first year" answered Sprout, very distracted.
"Excuse me professors" Justin said in a small and nervous voice. He turns to Sprout, "You mentioned a name to me, in the Entrance Hall. Something like Riddle…or Ridler." At the name Riddle, Harry and Dumbledore exchanged a surprised glance.
"Yes, that's it" Sprout exclaimed "Ridler…Dominica Ridler, in Slytherin."
