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Chapter three: Getting It Out

I just sat there in Harry's arms crying while he rubbed my back and whispered calm words into my ear. He knew that I would tell him when I was ready, the fact was though that he didn't know that I couldn't speak or even write down what was wrong. After ten minutes I finally calmed down enough to look at Harry. I lifted my head up and gave him a smile, he grinned back.

"What's wrong Mione, what's happened?"

I couldn't think of anyway to tell him what happened, so I just mouthed one word to him and thankfully he understood.

'Malfoy'

His face suddenly turned to anger but softened after I touched his hand. He looked up at me as I pointed to my wrist. Then I moved my hand over it as though I was going to re-break it and amazingly he understood. He let go of my hand and walked over to a book that was lying on the window ledge. He picked it up and flicked to the page he wanted then sat next to me.

"Mione, this is a spell I found before, it will fix your wrist but may hurt a bit o.k.?"

I nodded my head yes, and watched as he took out his wand, pointed at my wrist and said Madalona Sortempra. It was like loads of needle's being stuck into my wrist. Tears started to form in my eyes but I refused to let them drop.

"There, try that, feel any better?"

I wriggled my fingers and amazingly my wrist was fixed. I smiled at Harry and hugged him again. He hugged me back. Then I pointed at my throat, and moved my mouth as though I was trying to speak.

"He took your voice as well?"

Again I nodded yes.

"Did he do anything else to you?"

I nodded yes. I grabbed the piece of parchment that was lying on the table in front of us and the quill that was next to it. I began to write hoping that Harry would understand that I couldn't write either. As soon as the quill touched the parchment my hand went everywhere, it was like I had a three year old hand instead of my own. I put the quill back on the desk along with the parchment and then looked back up at Harry, wishing him to understand.

"You can't write either can you?"

I looked down and shook my head no. I felt a finger under my chin lift up my face, it was Harry.

"Listen Hermione we can get through this together, I know how fix your writing because the same thing has happened to me before, but, I'm afraid with your voice, we'll just have to wait until it comes back. That's what I heard Madam Pomfrey tell Neville when it happened to him"

I smiled to let him know that I understood. Again he reached for the book which he had placed on the table and flipped through its pages until he found the one he wanted. He looked down the page and pointed it out to me. I nodded again as he reached for his wand. He pointed at my hands and said Movanus Calatus. A blue light shot out from the end of Harry's wand. As it faded away he put his wand back into his robes.

"See if it worked" he smiled at me and handed me the parchment and quill.

I smiled back and the tried to write 'Thank you so much Harry' and astonishingly it worked, I could write again! I handed the parchment over to Harry and as he read it, a smile spread across his lips.

"You're welcome Hermione, any time"

I smiled at him again, when he asked me another question.

"Why did he beat you up Mione?"

I took the parchment out of his hand and began to scribble furiously on it. After I had finished I gave it back to him and he read it out loud.

"Because he said he liked to torture me when I was vulnerable. Why, didn't you have your wand?"

Again I took it off him and wrote my answer. I handed it back to him and he read it out again.

"Yes, but after I kicked him he grabbed my wand and threw me across the room. I've got an idea, are you going to see him again tomorrow night?"

Once more I took the parchment and wrote on it. I gave it back to him.

"Yes, I have to otherwise he will come looking for me. Why cant we just go and see McGonagoll now and tell her what happened? If we go to her now, she wont be able to do anything about it, as only you were there and there were no witnesses, but if I go along with you I can tell her exactly what happened"

I took it out of his hands again and wrote my answer before giving it back to him.

"How can you come along with me without Malfoy knowing? I can use my invisibility cloak that's how"

He gave me his infamous smile and I gave him one back. He then stood up and pulled me up with him.

"Don't worry, I'll be with you all day tomorrow except for last lesson, do me a favour and stay inside the classroom until I come and get you o.k.?"

I nodded yes before he spoke again.

"Good, I don't want him doing anything to you Mione, you mean to much to me"

After he realised what he just said he blushed and so did I.

"We should get to bed its late"

I nodded yes one final time and then followed him up the stairs. At the top I turned right as he turned left.

"Night Hermione"

I waved to him as I couldn't talk and then closed the door to the girls dormitories as he closed the door to the boys dormitories.

A/N: Well that's it for this chapter, next chapter will be up tomorrow, I'm to tired to do anymore now. Hope you liked it! Once again any ideas pass them along to me. Please, please review and no flames! Thanks! Bye for now

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