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Surprises!
*~Harry pulled open the curtains saying, "Oy, Ron! You wouldn't believe what just hap…" but then Harry noticed the lump in the middle of Ron's bed that was simply to big to be only Ron's body. "Ron! Why didn't you tell me?" Ron shrugged, and Harry much to the red head's dismay pulled back the comforter revealing his best friend and…
Harry gasped at what he saw. ~*
Harry was pacing the length of the room, back and forward trying to make sense of anything that was happening that night. And not too surprisingly nothing at all made sense. His teacher had attempted to rape the Head Girl in detention, his worst enemy had helped him save his best friend, and now his other best friend was in bed with… with…Oy! How could this happen?
Ron had now slipped into a pair of smiley face boxers and was leaning on the foot of his bed arms crossed over his bare chest watching his friend frantically pacing the room. "Harry, calm down! You're acting like it the end of the world!"
"I'm acting like it's the end of the world? Do you even know all what's been happening?" of course Ron didn't know, but he asked anyways. "With all the backwards things happening, it might very well be the beginning of the friggin' apocalypse!"
"Harry, you have to be over reacting."
"Over reacting? Over Reacting!!" Harry was now almost as livid at Ron as he had been with his fat uncle for the past seventeen years. "Listen Ron! While you were up here having fun with…that! Hermione was down in the dungeon getting raped by Professor Snape!" His best friend flinched. "Yea, and do you have any idea who helped me save her? Do you?" All Ron could do was look up at him with a helpless look. "Malfoy!"
"Malfoy?!" now Ron jumped to his feet.
"Yes Malfoy, who is apparently in love with our dear Hermione,"
"Like Hell he is!" interrupted but was cut off by Harry again.
"And all you can do is stare at me like I'm from another planet, while you're the one in bed with…in bed with…" he glanced at the bed, "GAHHH!" Harry left the room slamming the door.
Ron walked around to the side of the bed and sat slowly down trying to process what had just happened. But soon a couple of fingers were tracing his spine.
"I'm cold Ronnie!"
Ron looked down at the girl in his bed and smiled. She certainly had changed over the years. Her body was slender yet full, and while she didn't exactly have the type of beauty that could silence a room by entering it, she wasn't ugly. She really was rather pretty although not in a way that was spectacular making her stand out from anyone else. Just another face in the crowd, yet as plain as she was she was easy on the eyes.
Ron began to trace his fingers up the bare skin of her arms. "Well, he took that better than we'd expected didn't he?"
Pansy laughed as she reached one hand up into Ron's red hair and pulled him down so his lips met her own.
Harry was very angrily walking through the halls of Hogwarts. How did everything get so messed up? The whole world was turning upside down! Nothing made sense anymore. There was one of two possible explanations, either he was crazy, or the rest of the world was crazy. Finding the latter situation the least probable of the two, he began to ponder what it would be like to live in a mental institution.
"Oooh," Hermione rolled over on her side, the bed she was in was far too hard, she knew her own to be soft and lumpy. Opening her eyes, she was greeted by a dark Hospital Wing. Why was she here?
She became aware of something in her hand. It was a letter so she lit the magic candle by her bed. Sitting up, she read the words on the paper. Snape! He was the reason she was here, still Harry said not to mention it. And, Draco! Tears came to her eyes; she longed to see him to feel his strong arms around her. But right now she was alone once more.
Her eyes closed and blackness sounded her.
When Hermione's eyes opened again, there was a light filling the room and a pair of dark green eyes looking at her.
"Harry!" the girl exclaimed, and tried sitting up.
"Easy Mione," he put a hand on her shoulder and pushed her back down on the bed, gently of course. Harry looked around and then leaned close down to Hermione, "I trust you got my letter," came his whisper.
Hermione nodded.
"Good and you won't say anything?" The girl shook her head. "Alright then, Madam Pomfrey said that she won't let you go for a few more days. Don't worry, we'll get you the notes, although, maybe you should have a tutor or something you've missed so much. Do you want me to talk to Dumbledore for you?"
Hermione nodded graciously again.
"Take it easy Mione." Harry said to his friend before he leaned down and pressed his lips to her forehead. "You like my sister Mione, I love you."
"Love you too Harry." They embraced and then Harry went to the Great Hall for Breakfast.
When Harry sat down in the great hall he thought about his three usual companions. Hermione was in the Hospital Wing, Ginny was no longer so much as glancing at him, and Ron probably wouldn't speak to him now either. Poor Ron, he had been far too hard on him. What did Harry care if he wanted to blow his life on Pansy? At least he was happy.
Harry's eyes scanned the room looking for his much hated Professor, to his surprise Snape was no where to be seen. The reason for this came shortly as Snape exasperatedly entered the hall with hot pink streaks in his hair.
Harry's green eyes locked with two grey ones across the hall, and both boys picked up their goblets to hide their smiles. Apparently the hair charm had been more permanent than they thought.
Harry didn't see Ron until he was almost to his first class. He quickly ran up to the red haired boy and pulled him aside.
"Listen Ron, about last night, I think that I might have overreacted. It was a strange night and one more surprise wasn't exactly what I needed."
"It's okay man. It's okay."
The two boys smiled at each other and proceeded down the hallway. They were chatting lightly when all of a sudden, Harry smacked into a figure that stood talking in front of him.
Draco Malfoy turned around and said "Watch it Potter!" while shoving Harry hard in the chest.
This action confused Harry at first until he realized that pocket on the front of his robes felt heavier. When he got into the classroom, far enough away he figured to be inconspicuous, he reached into the pocket and took out a folded piece of paper.
Harry,
How is she? Is everything going to be alright? I swear if any thing is permanently done, I will rip my father apart with my own bare hands! I can't live like this Harry, one night and already I'm becoming mad with grief. You said you would help me, will you still? I have a plan meet me tomorrow after classes, we'll go to the Forbidden Forest, no one will look for us there. We will have privacy. Until then.
Draco.
Harry took out another piece of paper as Professor Binns Droned on about some Goblin War or another. If there was any one who could suck the fun out of a subject, it was Professor Binns. Harry began to write:
Draco,
Hermione is going to be okay. Madam Pomfrey wants to keep her for a few more days. Then she'll be out and about again. Harry had to think did he really trust Draco enough to enter the Forbidden Forest with him alone? But Hermione trusted Draco and she was the smartest Witch he knew. So, he would trust Hermione. Alright then, tomorrow after classes. I will see you then.
Harry
Was it weird to be scheming with his worst enemy? Then he remembered that he had gone crazy and decided that with this in mind it would probably be weird to not scheme with his worst enemy. Soon enough class ended and Harry was free to go, to his next class that is.
"Well look, if it isn't Potty and the Weasel. Where's your little friend Potty?"
Draco was sitting down in his desk still Harry strode up to Draco's desk and slammed both hands down on the hard surface. "Leave Hermione Alone!" he said through grinding teeth. He appeared to be very mad appropriate for the dialogue everyone else saw.
What they didn't know was that Harry and Draco had actually pulled this so that Harry could drop off his own note. Not that they had ever discussed this, it was simply that they both knew what to do. Draco smirked as Harry turned and left and he made sure the small piece of paper on his desk found its way into his bag.
Draco was now up in his the common room. It was half an hour too early to leave for dinner. This left him to his own devices. As Draco was full of both sorrow and rage at the moment, it was a rather dangerous thing. He was not one to give up easily, and had already vowed to avenge Hermione and kill his father. These things had to be done so he could be with Hermione. He loved her with all his heart and nothing was ever going to change that, nothing!
His father had gone too far! Hurting Draco was one thing, but attacking the woman he loved, this was something else entirely. Damn his father and damn every one he was in league with. Draco was not simply planning on taking on just his father, but he would take on Voldermort and his whole band of Death Eaters single handedly. His Hermione was not safe until they were all disposed of.
Driven mad by his love, he would stop at nothing to ensure her safety. His heart knew no limits. He only hoped that his father was satisfied for the moment and not try to attack her as she lay helpless in the hospital wing. That was not beneath his father. Draco stomached churned over and over while he tried to tell himself that every thing would be okay.
Being stuck in the Hospital Wing was quite a boring business. No one interesting came in all day. In fact the only one who was in the wing was herself. She supposed that it was better that way, then she wouldn't need to answer any questions.
Round about dinner time, Ginny came up with food. She had requested to bring it up so she could have some time with Hermione. But Ginny could easily see how tired her friend was, so she left after a short visit telling Hermione to rest.
Well Hermione had rested and now she lay fully awake in her bed as it became nigh on midnight. There was nothing to do and she was terribly bored. She was trying also not to think, because thinking brought back memories and it brought on new fear. What if Lucius wanted her to suffer more? There was no one here to save her, she was alone.
And cold. Why death itself could not be colder than the infirmary at night. She lay under three blankets trying to keep warm. Tonight a pale moonlight fell in through the window. Hermione found herself examining the bright shape of the light that fell on the floor. It was a perfect replica of the window. No wait! Her stomach dropped, there were two bumps in the side of the figure. Two bumps that looked suspiciously like feet.
Fear crept over Hermione as she looked up and waited for the shadowy figure to step into the light.
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And there is another chapter! This one jumped around a lot, but I meant for that to happen. There was a lot to cover in this chapter and well, I don't know, it made sense to write it like that. But the next one is more together I promise. Well what did you think?
I have finished so I get to go watch Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers now!!! Yay!! It excites me!! GAH!! It rules!!
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