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It was a couple of days after the evening at the Dursley's had taken place. Harry and Ron were now walking around in Diagon Alley just wasting time looking at the newest brooms and Quidditch supplies, having already gotten their necessary books.
"Strange we haven't seen Hermione here at all… I mean, we've been here for hours!" Harry said.
"Yeah… strange…" Ron mumbled looking down at his feet as they continued walking down the road.
"Ron… You didn't even tell her that we were coming to Diagon Alley did you?!" Harry asked sounding a bit irritated.
"I told her we were coming!" Ron said, cheeks growing red in anger. "I might have forgotten to tell her what day though…" Ron finished with a small smirk growing on his face.
"Ron! Stop being so stupid!" Harry shouted at Ron.
"Me stop being stupid? Me?? What about her!"
"What about her Ron? I've been trying to ignore this situation from the beginning, but now you're just being ridiculous! Just apologize!"
"What do I have to apologize about? S-she talked about Krum!" Ron yelled. Harry glared at him.
"And she apologized Ron! And then what do you go and do? You go and tell her that I never wanted to invite her in the first place! Making me look like the bad guy! Did you see the hurt look she gave me?!" Harry yelled right back.
"Yes I saw it…" Ron said looking down at his feet once more. "It looked as if her heart had just shattered… she didn't even bother trying to get in the last word and yelling at me…"
"Ron, it looks like her being hurt hurts you just as much. Why don't you just apologize? It will make you both feel better, I'm sure Hermione's feeling rather downhearted…"
"I know Harry, I know! I want to apologize! I really do! It's just really hard for me to apologize to her…" Ron sighed.
"Hey, don't worry about it Ron, first thing tomorrow I will help you write her a letter if you want me to."
"Yeah Harry, thanks, that'd be-" Ron said but was cut off as Harry grasped his forehead in pain. "Harry! Harry, are you alright?!" Ron helped Harry get to the nearest bench and the two sat down, Harry clutching at his scar and Ron staring at him eyes full of worry. It took a couple of minutes before the pain ceased and Harry could regain his composure.
"You alright Harry?" Ron asked with a worried tone to his voice.
"Yeah… yeah… I'm fine, my scar just really hurt…" Harry said.
"Oh really? I couldn't tell!" Ron replied and Harry laughed at bit before both became serious once more.
"You think you-know-who is making out another evil plan? I mean, it hurts when he's just thinking about evil things…. Right?" Ron asked. Harry began rubbing his head.
"Yeah, I think so. I'm surprised I don't constantly have a pounding headache!" Harry said as they both let out a small chuckle lightening the mood a bit and they went to meet up with Mrs. Weasley and headed back home.
Soon after they got home the entire Weasley family (minus Charlie, Bill, and Mr. Weasley) sat down at the kitchen table for dinner. Mrs. Weasley kept sending glances towards the family clock, in which Mr. Weasley's hand was still pointing at work.
Later that night Ron and Harry were sitting in the living room playing chess when they heard Mr. Weasley arrive through the kitchen's fire.
"Hello dear-" Mrs. Weasley began, but was cut off by a very serious, "Where is Harry and Ron?" from Mr. Weasley. Harry and Ron straightened up immediately. Harry had never heard Mr. Weasley sound so serious and Ron seemed to have not heard him that serious very often. "In the living room." Was all Mrs. Weasley seemed to be able to reply.
Mr. Weasley walked into the living room with a solemn expression on his face, followed by Mrs. Weasley.
"Boys…" Mr. Weasley began. "Vol- Volde- Voldemort…." Mr. Weasley finally got out after seemingly much trouble. "Voldemort's death eaters have started their attacks on Muggles again…" Both boys looked at him unblinking and Mr. Weasley continued. "Muggles and Muggle- borns… boys… Hermione and her parents were attacked a little earlier today…" Harry and Ron looked at each other and then back at Mr. Weasley. Ron gulped.
"Is… is she okay?" Ron said in barely over a whisper.
"Well…" Mr. Weasley said. "She isn't dead…" both boys let out a sigh and Mr. Weasley continued. "She isn't very well off either though. It seems the death eaters have come up with an advanced crutacious curse… I have been hearing rumors of it around the Ministry for ages, but this is the first time any of us have actually seen it performed… It causes the victim to go into a coma like state and if ever they try to fight the curse they get a shock of pain… the harder the victim fights the worse the pain becomes. Now it's not really as painful as the real crutacious curse, not until the victim is just about to break it that is… The good thing is that it only takes strength of will to break the curse, the bad thing is that the longer you fight, the weaker you become and the harder it is to break the curse… Now the Ministry is working on a counter curse as we speak, so don-"
"Can we see her?" Ron interrupted.
"Well… I don't know boys…" Mr. Weasley said.
"Arthur," Mrs. Weasley said looking pale, "maybe you should let them…"
"Please?" Harry added. Mr. Weasley looked at the ground.
"It's not a pretty sight… Mr. and Mrs. Granger stopped fighting the curse hours ago, it's harder for them since their muggles… and Hermione is still fighting… but…" Mr. Weasley trailed off. "You aren't going to give up until you see her are you?"
"No." Ron and Harry said in unison.
"Come on then." Mr. Weasley said as he walked to the kitchen followed by the rest.
Soon Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Harry, and Ron arrived at the high security hospital wing in the ministry.
"Hello Mr. Weasley." A Doctor said as they reached the outside of a door.
"Hello Dr. Branch, this is my wife, my son Ron, and his friend Harry. Ms. Granger is one of their best friends and they would like to see her."
"Mr. Weasley… I don't think that is a good idea…" Dr. Branch said.
"Please Steve… they're extremely worried and they won't rest until they see her." Mr. Weasely said and Mr. Branch looked over at the two pale and worried looking boys.
"Alright…" He sighed, "but you must all be quiet and speak only in a whisper." He then opened the door and led the way in. Mrs. Weasley gave a small gasp as she entered the room and saw the three hospital beds. Mr. Granger lay on the furthest bed, Mrs. Granger was on the middle one, both were lifeless, and on the bed closest to the door lay Hermione. Except that she was not just lying on the bed, she was strapped to the bed. She had straps at her ankles, knees, wrists, elbows, waist, and forehead. She also had a muggle oxygen machine over her mouth, along with many wires stuck all over her recording her vital stats.
"Hermione…" Ron said. "Why is she tied down like that?"
"Well…" Dr. Branch began, but as if to answer Ron's question, Hermione started shaking violently. Ron stared at Hermione, any color he had left in his cheeks was now gone completely. Harry also looked as if he was going to be sick but managed to get out a word. "Why…?"
"It seems that the whenever she gets close to breaking the curse she starts going into convulsions. Her parents seemed to have given up long ago. I'm afraid that is Ms. Granger doesn't either break the curse or give up soon, she will die from the pain and over exertion." Mr. Branch said solemnly. "I'll give you some time alone." He then walked out of the room leaving only the Grangers, the Weasleys and Harry.
Ron walked over to Hermione and put his hand on top of hers, her shaking slowly subsided.
"Can…Can she hear us dad?" Ron asked.
"Well… I don't really know son. Comas don't happen often in the Wizarding world, and if they do they can usually be awakened with a simple spell. The curse placed on the Grangers however seems to not be effected by that spell." Mr. Weasley said. "Muggles however have many records about comatose victims and it's not proven, but they seem to believe that they can hear what's going on around them."
"Mr. Weasley, could please give me and Ron some time alone…?" Harry asked.
"Sure boys, we'll be right outside." Mr. Weasley said while putting his arm around his wife, guiding her outside, and then shutting the door behind them.
"Thanks Harry…" Ron mumbled, not taking his gaze off Hermione. Harry nodded and remained silent.
"It's all my fault…" Ron said tears coming to his eyes. "If I didn't get mad at her she would of come to the Burrow and everything would have been okay, and now she might die because of it and I won't have even apologized!"
"Ron, it's not your fault, you didn't know she'd get attacked… Maybe you should try talking to her anyway though, I'll be outside if you need me." Harry said as he left as well. Ron pulled a chair next to Hermione's bed and sat down, placing his hand on top of hers once more.
A/N: Okay, now that you've read it, please review! Even if it's a quick one I would be much obliged to hear what you think or any ideas you might have. I already know where this story is going, it should be a pretty long one, but that doesn't mean I can't put stuff in that y'all want to see! Fanfics are for the readers after all aren't they?
A/N: Hi all! Please R/R! It would make my day!
It was a couple of days after the evening at the Dursley's had taken place. Harry and Ron were now walking around in Diagon Alley just wasting time looking at the newest brooms and Quidditch supplies, having already gotten their necessary books.
"Strange we haven't seen Hermione here at all… I mean, we've been here for hours!" Harry said.
"Yeah… strange…" Ron mumbled looking down at his feet as they continued walking down the road.
"Ron… You didn't even tell her that we were coming to Diagon Alley did you?!" Harry asked sounding a bit irritated.
"I told her we were coming!" Ron said, cheeks growing red in anger. "I might have forgotten to tell her what day though…" Ron finished with a small smirk growing on his face.
"Ron! Stop being so stupid!" Harry shouted at Ron.
"Me stop being stupid? Me?? What about her!"
"What about her Ron? I've been trying to ignore this situation from the beginning, but now you're just being ridiculous! Just apologize!"
"What do I have to apologize about? S-she talked about Krum!" Ron yelled. Harry glared at him.
"And she apologized Ron! And then what do you go and do? You go and tell her that I never wanted to invite her in the first place! Making me look like the bad guy! Did you see the hurt look she gave me?!" Harry yelled right back.
"Yes I saw it…" Ron said looking down at his feet once more. "It looked as if her heart had just shattered… she didn't even bother trying to get in the last word and yelling at me…"
"Ron, it looks like her being hurt hurts you just as much. Why don't you just apologize? It will make you both feel better, I'm sure Hermione's feeling rather downhearted…"
"I know Harry, I know! I want to apologize! I really do! It's just really hard for me to apologize to her…" Ron sighed.
"Hey, don't worry about it Ron, first thing tomorrow I will help you write her a letter if you want me to."
"Yeah Harry, thanks, that'd be-" Ron said but was cut off as Harry grasped his forehead in pain. "Harry! Harry, are you alright?!" Ron helped Harry get to the nearest bench and the two sat down, Harry clutching at his scar and Ron staring at him eyes full of worry. It took a couple of minutes before the pain ceased and Harry could regain his composure.
"You alright Harry?" Ron asked with a worried tone to his voice.
"Yeah… yeah… I'm fine, my scar just really hurt…" Harry said.
"Oh really? I couldn't tell!" Ron replied and Harry laughed at bit before both became serious once more.
"You think you-know-who is making out another evil plan? I mean, it hurts when he's just thinking about evil things…. Right?" Ron asked. Harry began rubbing his head.
"Yeah, I think so. I'm surprised I don't constantly have a pounding headache!" Harry said as they both let out a small chuckle lightening the mood a bit and they went to meet up with Mrs. Weasley and headed back home.
Soon after they got home the entire Weasley family (minus Charlie, Bill, and Mr. Weasley) sat down at the kitchen table for dinner. Mrs. Weasley kept sending glances towards the family clock, in which Mr. Weasley's hand was still pointing at work.
Later that night Ron and Harry were sitting in the living room playing chess when they heard Mr. Weasley arrive through the kitchen's fire.
"Hello dear-" Mrs. Weasley began, but was cut off by a very serious, "Where is Harry and Ron?" from Mr. Weasley. Harry and Ron straightened up immediately. Harry had never heard Mr. Weasley sound so serious and Ron seemed to have not heard him that serious very often. "In the living room." Was all Mrs. Weasley seemed to be able to reply.
Mr. Weasley walked into the living room with a solemn expression on his face, followed by Mrs. Weasley.
"Boys…" Mr. Weasley began. "Vol- Volde- Voldemort…." Mr. Weasley finally got out after seemingly much trouble. "Voldemort's death eaters have started their attacks on Muggles again…" Both boys looked at him unblinking and Mr. Weasley continued. "Muggles and Muggle- borns… boys… Hermione and her parents were attacked a little earlier today…" Harry and Ron looked at each other and then back at Mr. Weasley. Ron gulped.
"Is… is she okay?" Ron said in barely over a whisper.
"Well…" Mr. Weasley said. "She isn't dead…" both boys let out a sigh and Mr. Weasley continued. "She isn't very well off either though. It seems the death eaters have come up with an advanced crutacious curse… I have been hearing rumors of it around the Ministry for ages, but this is the first time any of us have actually seen it performed… It causes the victim to go into a coma like state and if ever they try to fight the curse they get a shock of pain… the harder the victim fights the worse the pain becomes. Now it's not really as painful as the real crutacious curse, not until the victim is just about to break it that is… The good thing is that it only takes strength of will to break the curse, the bad thing is that the longer you fight, the weaker you become and the harder it is to break the curse… Now the Ministry is working on a counter curse as we speak, so don-"
"Can we see her?" Ron interrupted.
"Well… I don't know boys…" Mr. Weasley said.
"Arthur," Mrs. Weasley said looking pale, "maybe you should let them…"
"Please?" Harry added. Mr. Weasley looked at the ground.
"It's not a pretty sight… Mr. and Mrs. Granger stopped fighting the curse hours ago, it's harder for them since their muggles… and Hermione is still fighting… but…" Mr. Weasley trailed off. "You aren't going to give up until you see her are you?"
"No." Ron and Harry said in unison.
"Come on then." Mr. Weasley said as he walked to the kitchen followed by the rest.
Soon Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Harry, and Ron arrived at the high security hospital wing in the ministry.
"Hello Mr. Weasley." A Doctor said as they reached the outside of a door.
"Hello Dr. Branch, this is my wife, my son Ron, and his friend Harry. Ms. Granger is one of their best friends and they would like to see her."
"Mr. Weasley… I don't think that is a good idea…" Dr. Branch said.
"Please Steve… they're extremely worried and they won't rest until they see her." Mr. Weasely said and Mr. Branch looked over at the two pale and worried looking boys.
"Alright…" He sighed, "but you must all be quiet and speak only in a whisper." He then opened the door and led the way in. Mrs. Weasley gave a small gasp as she entered the room and saw the three hospital beds. Mr. Granger lay on the furthest bed, Mrs. Granger was on the middle one, both were lifeless, and on the bed closest to the door lay Hermione. Except that she was not just lying on the bed, she was strapped to the bed. She had straps at her ankles, knees, wrists, elbows, waist, and forehead. She also had a muggle oxygen machine over her mouth, along with many wires stuck all over her recording her vital stats.
"Hermione…" Ron said. "Why is she tied down like that?"
"Well…" Dr. Branch began, but as if to answer Ron's question, Hermione started shaking violently. Ron stared at Hermione, any color he had left in his cheeks was now gone completely. Harry also looked as if he was going to be sick but managed to get out a word. "Why…?"
"It seems that the whenever she gets close to breaking the curse she starts going into convulsions. Her parents seemed to have given up long ago. I'm afraid that is Ms. Granger doesn't either break the curse or give up soon, she will die from the pain and over exertion." Mr. Branch said solemnly. "I'll give you some time alone." He then walked out of the room leaving only the Grangers, the Weasleys and Harry.
Ron walked over to Hermione and put his hand on top of hers, her shaking slowly subsided.
"Can…Can she hear us dad?" Ron asked.
"Well… I don't really know son. Comas don't happen often in the Wizarding world, and if they do they can usually be awakened with a simple spell. The curse placed on the Grangers however seems to not be effected by that spell." Mr. Weasley said. "Muggles however have many records about comatose victims and it's not proven, but they seem to believe that they can hear what's going on around them."
"Mr. Weasley, could please give me and Ron some time alone…?" Harry asked.
"Sure boys, we'll be right outside." Mr. Weasley said while putting his arm around his wife, guiding her outside, and then shutting the door behind them.
"Thanks Harry…" Ron mumbled, not taking his gaze off Hermione. Harry nodded and remained silent.
"It's all my fault…" Ron said tears coming to his eyes. "If I didn't get mad at her she would of come to the Burrow and everything would have been okay, and now she might die because of it and I won't have even apologized!"
"Ron, it's not your fault, you didn't know she'd get attacked… Maybe you should try talking to her anyway though, I'll be outside if you need me." Harry said as he left as well. Ron pulled a chair next to Hermione's bed and sat down, placing his hand on top of hers once more.
A/N: Okay, now that you've read it, please review! Even if it's a quick one I would be much obliged to hear what you think or any ideas you might have. I already know where this story is going, it should be a pretty long one, but that doesn't mean I can't put stuff in that y'all want to see! Fanfics are for the readers after all aren't they?
