Ron's View-The Third Attempt
As I sat in my bed, I knew Harry was waiting for me to go into a genuine sleep. I'm not sure how, but he always knew if I faked it, and he still wouldn't leave. How could I sleep? Every night I'd sit up in bed, worrying, worrying that that night might be her last. She would do it, and I wouldn't be there to stop her. To loose a beauty would be a shame. She is one of a kind. Beauty with a brain. You really don't get that too often. She was all that kept me from killing Harry at times. The first scares were bad, but not nearly as bad as this latest one. This one was the kind that we couldn't see, or stop. I couldn't loose her, not when I just started to love her.
We were eating dinner in the Great Hall, and she was extremely quiet. At least she was eating. We all thought to ourselves. She hadn't eaten in a while. She might have been only eating mashed potatoes, but it was a start. McGonagall was watching us intently. Ever since Winky had gotten me from my Transfiguration help, and she had followed me into the kitchens, she had been.
All of a sudden Hermione got up and ran from the table. That was our cue. We ran after her. This time followed by McGonagall, Neville, Snape, Dumbledore, and Luna Lovegood. Hermione fell over in the middle of the hall, and the teachers, Harry, Ginny and I all crowded around her. Snape looked her up and down. She had gone white. He checked her pulse. Her eyes were going small, like someone was holding a light to them.
"Pale complexion, light pulse, sweat, feverish. Powdered root of a cerifix tree. Do we have those here?" He asked. I was confused. I thought he'd be delighted, but he seemed scared.
"I believe so. Seventh year students, work with Professor Sprout, but I doubt she gave them any to take out of the greenhouse."
"I most certainly did not! I noticed some missing just yesterday. Told Hagrid. He said he'd help me catch the culprit. That's a deadly poison that is!" Madam Pomfrey was running towards us. She put Hermione on a flat carrier and we followed to the hospital wing. I tried to swallow, but no use. Poison. We never thought she'd go that far.
I sat by her side for three days, then she woke up.
That was two days. . .before. The pattern was a new attempt every two days. I knew that Harry knew. I couldn't stand it anymore.
"Harry. Come on!" We got up and ran down to the common room.
A/N-Poison was all I could think of! So, keep reviewing please!
As I sat in my bed, I knew Harry was waiting for me to go into a genuine sleep. I'm not sure how, but he always knew if I faked it, and he still wouldn't leave. How could I sleep? Every night I'd sit up in bed, worrying, worrying that that night might be her last. She would do it, and I wouldn't be there to stop her. To loose a beauty would be a shame. She is one of a kind. Beauty with a brain. You really don't get that too often. She was all that kept me from killing Harry at times. The first scares were bad, but not nearly as bad as this latest one. This one was the kind that we couldn't see, or stop. I couldn't loose her, not when I just started to love her.
We were eating dinner in the Great Hall, and she was extremely quiet. At least she was eating. We all thought to ourselves. She hadn't eaten in a while. She might have been only eating mashed potatoes, but it was a start. McGonagall was watching us intently. Ever since Winky had gotten me from my Transfiguration help, and she had followed me into the kitchens, she had been.
All of a sudden Hermione got up and ran from the table. That was our cue. We ran after her. This time followed by McGonagall, Neville, Snape, Dumbledore, and Luna Lovegood. Hermione fell over in the middle of the hall, and the teachers, Harry, Ginny and I all crowded around her. Snape looked her up and down. She had gone white. He checked her pulse. Her eyes were going small, like someone was holding a light to them.
"Pale complexion, light pulse, sweat, feverish. Powdered root of a cerifix tree. Do we have those here?" He asked. I was confused. I thought he'd be delighted, but he seemed scared.
"I believe so. Seventh year students, work with Professor Sprout, but I doubt she gave them any to take out of the greenhouse."
"I most certainly did not! I noticed some missing just yesterday. Told Hagrid. He said he'd help me catch the culprit. That's a deadly poison that is!" Madam Pomfrey was running towards us. She put Hermione on a flat carrier and we followed to the hospital wing. I tried to swallow, but no use. Poison. We never thought she'd go that far.
I sat by her side for three days, then she woke up.
That was two days. . .before. The pattern was a new attempt every two days. I knew that Harry knew. I couldn't stand it anymore.
"Harry. Come on!" We got up and ran down to the common room.
A/N-Poison was all I could think of! So, keep reviewing please!