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When Madam Pomfrey bustled in a little later she found that the pair were sleeping. She noticed that Hermione was a lot more relaxed. Her mouth twitched into a smile and she left the couple alone.
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A week later, much to Ron's relief, Harry and Hermione were released. Harry still had bruising and Hermione was still weak, but the pair were well enough to go back to classes, to Hermione's happiness and to Harry's disappointment.
Unfortunately though, their first class after about two or so weeks was Potions. It just had to be, but Hermione didn't care, any classes were fine.
Already, they had received all the piles of homework to catch up on, sure, they had been given a couple of weeks, but it was still piles of homework. Harry was forever groaning but Hermione had already gotten rid of over half of it. Harry and Ron couldn't work out how someone that was so ill could just keep working. They were annoyed though, that Draco and her had gotten some assignments from classes to do together.
But Hermione ignored his snide remarks and questions and just hung over her work. One time she brought earplugs, and they worked quite well except that they were uncomfortable. It was annoying that everywhere she went she heard all these rumours that 'she had collapsed' or that 'Draco had hit her' or that 'Ron had tried to kill her'.
She was frustrated that no one knew the truth, except for those involved. Hermione wasn't going to tell anyone what really happened because then she would be looked on as 'different' and that had been exactly what had been happening in her old school and her 'Muggle friends'.
Hermione didn't know what was worse. People thinking things that were untrue, working with Draco and knowing that she had collapsed in front of him or that friends knew what was actually wrong with her.
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Less than a week later, Hermione had all her homework finished and was looking forward to an easy, work free holiday. Harry had not done any of the extra homework and had spent much of his time practising for the Quidditch match against Hufflepuff. For some scary reason, Hufflepuff had been managing to put some good teams together and were now becoming a bit of a threat.
So that evening, Hermione decided to watch Harry at his practice. She felt really good that day and as Harry ran to the pitch because he was late, Hermione tried to keep up. She managed to do well and Harry flew her up to a tall turret. She sat in the chair and clapped when Harry did well. However, Hermione started to feel the pain from running begin to slide up and down her body.
It got to the stage where Hermione couldn't even lift her hands to clap. Her head started rolling around and her vision got blurred. The pain seared through her legs and it felt like someone was putting white-hot knives into her back. Hermione tottered up and tried to lie down. She had barely sprawled out when she lapsed into unconsciousness.
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Some time later, Harry finished up Quidditch practice and swooped up to where he had left her. She wasn't there, but Harry didn't mind really, she often walked down the small flight of stairs and went back to the castle.
Walking in to the change rooms, he got back in his robes and hug up his broom and hurried off to the castle. Practice had gone well and he really wanted to share it with his girlfriend.
But when he got to the common room, Ron was sitting there playing chess by himself.
"Where's "Mione?" he asked, a little concerned. Ron gave him a puzzled expression.
"Huh? I thought she was with you," he replied.
"No. She left at some point during the practice. I thought she was up here perhaps," Harry suggested and Ron shook his head. Clip Clop Clip Clop. Harry and Ron looked up to see Lavender in her boots as she thudded down the stairs.
"Hey, Lavi!" Ron announced at the sight of her. Harry waved and Lavender looked at the confused pair.
"Am I missing something?" she asked.
"Oh, Hermione wasn't in her room was she?" Ron asked.
"Nope. Thought she was with 'Arry!" she responded, glancing from one to the other. Harry turned on his heel, muttering something about going to the library. But again, when he found people he knew, no one knew where Hermione was.
Harry began to fret. This wasn't like Hermione, to just.disappear. He began to pace in the library, mumbling incoherently until Pince threw him out. He swore at the witch that guarded the library and wandered off, deep in thought. He didn't even realise someone was following him until they spoke.
"Lost your girlfriend?" Draco sneered. Harry jumped and looked at him.
"What's it to you? You couldn't care less where Hermione was!" Harry retorted angrily.
"Really? Oh, I have such high hopes at friendships too.oh well. So, have you lost your girlfriend or are you looking for your mistress?" Draco smirked.
"Shut up, Malfoy," Harry said quietly.
"Oooh.Potter's getting threatening. He's telling me to shut up now.ooh I am so scared!" Draco sing-songed. Harry snatched out his wand and pointed it at his arch enemy.
"Mr. Potter! Mr. Malfoy! Really, do break up this adolescent fight!" Flitwick squeaked. He charmed their wands and sent them in different directions.
"Professor?"
"Yes, Mr. Potter?" Professor Flitwick said, glaring after Malfoy.
"Do you know, or have you seen, Hermione?" Flitwick looked up.
"Misplaced the girlfriend already? Tut tut! I'll have to tell McGonagall. Uh, sorry, Harry. No, I'm afraid I haven't seen her since lunch. Sorry," he said, and turned, running off humming some jolly tune. Harry continued wandering and decided to go back to the pitch.
If there was one place to start, the Quidditch pitch was probably it.
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A/N: Now, tell me, am I cruel? I hope I am * Heh, heh *. Hope everyone reviews and next chapter hopefully coming soon. In some ways, I'm starting to run out of ideas for this story. If anyone has anymore 'development' ideas, go right ahead and suggest!
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When Madam Pomfrey bustled in a little later she found that the pair were sleeping. She noticed that Hermione was a lot more relaxed. Her mouth twitched into a smile and she left the couple alone.
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A week later, much to Ron's relief, Harry and Hermione were released. Harry still had bruising and Hermione was still weak, but the pair were well enough to go back to classes, to Hermione's happiness and to Harry's disappointment.
Unfortunately though, their first class after about two or so weeks was Potions. It just had to be, but Hermione didn't care, any classes were fine.
Already, they had received all the piles of homework to catch up on, sure, they had been given a couple of weeks, but it was still piles of homework. Harry was forever groaning but Hermione had already gotten rid of over half of it. Harry and Ron couldn't work out how someone that was so ill could just keep working. They were annoyed though, that Draco and her had gotten some assignments from classes to do together.
But Hermione ignored his snide remarks and questions and just hung over her work. One time she brought earplugs, and they worked quite well except that they were uncomfortable. It was annoying that everywhere she went she heard all these rumours that 'she had collapsed' or that 'Draco had hit her' or that 'Ron had tried to kill her'.
She was frustrated that no one knew the truth, except for those involved. Hermione wasn't going to tell anyone what really happened because then she would be looked on as 'different' and that had been exactly what had been happening in her old school and her 'Muggle friends'.
Hermione didn't know what was worse. People thinking things that were untrue, working with Draco and knowing that she had collapsed in front of him or that friends knew what was actually wrong with her.
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Less than a week later, Hermione had all her homework finished and was looking forward to an easy, work free holiday. Harry had not done any of the extra homework and had spent much of his time practising for the Quidditch match against Hufflepuff. For some scary reason, Hufflepuff had been managing to put some good teams together and were now becoming a bit of a threat.
So that evening, Hermione decided to watch Harry at his practice. She felt really good that day and as Harry ran to the pitch because he was late, Hermione tried to keep up. She managed to do well and Harry flew her up to a tall turret. She sat in the chair and clapped when Harry did well. However, Hermione started to feel the pain from running begin to slide up and down her body.
It got to the stage where Hermione couldn't even lift her hands to clap. Her head started rolling around and her vision got blurred. The pain seared through her legs and it felt like someone was putting white-hot knives into her back. Hermione tottered up and tried to lie down. She had barely sprawled out when she lapsed into unconsciousness.
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Some time later, Harry finished up Quidditch practice and swooped up to where he had left her. She wasn't there, but Harry didn't mind really, she often walked down the small flight of stairs and went back to the castle.
Walking in to the change rooms, he got back in his robes and hug up his broom and hurried off to the castle. Practice had gone well and he really wanted to share it with his girlfriend.
But when he got to the common room, Ron was sitting there playing chess by himself.
"Where's "Mione?" he asked, a little concerned. Ron gave him a puzzled expression.
"Huh? I thought she was with you," he replied.
"No. She left at some point during the practice. I thought she was up here perhaps," Harry suggested and Ron shook his head. Clip Clop Clip Clop. Harry and Ron looked up to see Lavender in her boots as she thudded down the stairs.
"Hey, Lavi!" Ron announced at the sight of her. Harry waved and Lavender looked at the confused pair.
"Am I missing something?" she asked.
"Oh, Hermione wasn't in her room was she?" Ron asked.
"Nope. Thought she was with 'Arry!" she responded, glancing from one to the other. Harry turned on his heel, muttering something about going to the library. But again, when he found people he knew, no one knew where Hermione was.
Harry began to fret. This wasn't like Hermione, to just.disappear. He began to pace in the library, mumbling incoherently until Pince threw him out. He swore at the witch that guarded the library and wandered off, deep in thought. He didn't even realise someone was following him until they spoke.
"Lost your girlfriend?" Draco sneered. Harry jumped and looked at him.
"What's it to you? You couldn't care less where Hermione was!" Harry retorted angrily.
"Really? Oh, I have such high hopes at friendships too.oh well. So, have you lost your girlfriend or are you looking for your mistress?" Draco smirked.
"Shut up, Malfoy," Harry said quietly.
"Oooh.Potter's getting threatening. He's telling me to shut up now.ooh I am so scared!" Draco sing-songed. Harry snatched out his wand and pointed it at his arch enemy.
"Mr. Potter! Mr. Malfoy! Really, do break up this adolescent fight!" Flitwick squeaked. He charmed their wands and sent them in different directions.
"Professor?"
"Yes, Mr. Potter?" Professor Flitwick said, glaring after Malfoy.
"Do you know, or have you seen, Hermione?" Flitwick looked up.
"Misplaced the girlfriend already? Tut tut! I'll have to tell McGonagall. Uh, sorry, Harry. No, I'm afraid I haven't seen her since lunch. Sorry," he said, and turned, running off humming some jolly tune. Harry continued wandering and decided to go back to the pitch.
If there was one place to start, the Quidditch pitch was probably it.
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A/N: Now, tell me, am I cruel? I hope I am * Heh, heh *. Hope everyone reviews and next chapter hopefully coming soon. In some ways, I'm starting to run out of ideas for this story. If anyone has anymore 'development' ideas, go right ahead and suggest!