DISCLAIMER: Once again, I do not own the rights to Harry Potter, his friends, or any places mentioned in the book (like Hogsmeade or Hogwarts). They belong to J.K. Rowling.

If you like this story, please consider reading the other story from this fanfic series, Hermione and the Big Flood. I will be adding more stories to this series eventually.

This story is rated PG for some scary moments.

Things had been relatively peaceful on Hogsmeade Hill since the big flood passed. Everyone was able to return to their homes immediately after the flood water receded. Harry and Ron had stayed with Hermione to help her around her house since she had not yet gotten used to using crutches (she had broken her leg when retrieving Neville's inhaler during the flood.)

After a few months, Hermione's leg was no longer broken and she could walk around without any help. Harry and Ron said goodbye and returned to their homes at the bottom of the hill.

"Thanks for helping me!" Hermione said as Harry and Ron left.

"Well, that's what friends do," Harry replied, "They help each other." And with that, Harry and Ron continued down the hill to their homes.

A few weeks later, disaster struck. Harry and Ron noticed that for some strange reason, all the girls on the hill had gotten sick. And it was only the girls who were sick. None of the boys were affected. It started out with all the girls coughing, then they all developed a rash, then a fever. Throughout the whole time this happened, none of the boys had caught the disease. The problem was, no one knew what the disease was. So, the boys suggested that all the girls stay in bed until they were better.

Hermione, who had a lot of books at her home so she could research things when necessary, had gotten out of bed to research what the unknown disease was. While flipping through the pages of a really big book of magical diseases, she got a paper cut. It started bleeding, so she got out her wand and tried to mend the cut magically. It didn't work, so she went to get a Band-Aid from the medicine cabinet in her bathroom. The Band-Aid helped absorb the blood, but the bleeding never stopped. The phone rang (yes, they all had telephones on the hill). Hermione got up to answer it, but collapsed after walking halfway to the phone.

The person on the other end was Harry. He and Ron were calling to see if she was okay. Hermione had a phone near her bed, so she should have answered immediately since she wasn't supposed to get out of bed. When she didn't answer, Harry assumed that she was probably asleep. He decided to try again in a few hours.

Several hours had passed before Harry tried calling Hermione again. She still didn't answer. Concerned, Harry and Ron went up the hill to Hermione's house to see if she was ok. They rang the doorbell. No answer. They knocked on the door. No answer. They banged on the door while calling out to her. Still no answer. Harry was very worried, so he tried opening the door. It was locked, so he used Alohomora to open it. The door unlocked and swung open. Harry and Ron went inside. They searched the house, calling out to her. There was no response. They went to her bedroom, and what they saw scared them.

Hermione was unconscious on the floor. There was a book open on her desk, which was across the room from her phone on her nightstand. It looked as though she had been reading at her desk when the phone rang, and then collapsed when she was walking over to the phone. Harry ran over to her and tried to wake her up. She wouldn't respond. He noticed that her finger was bleeding so much that the Band-Aid was unable to hold anymore. He told Ron to get another Band-Aid from the medicine cabinet. Ron got the Band-Aid and gave it to Harry. Harry removed the Band-Aid from Hermione's finger and put the new one on. It looked as though she had lost a lot of blood, thus explaining why she collapsed. Harry turned to Ron.

"We need to get Hermione to the hospital immediately," he said to Ron. "If something isn't done right away, she could die."

Ron noticed the book on the desk. He went over and looked at it. "It looks like Hermione was trying to research the disease," Ron said, "This is a medical book for ancient magical diseases that only affect our kind. Muggles don't get these kinds of illnesses." Ron looked further at the book. He came across a section for diseases that only affect a certain gender. He looked for one that only affected girls. There were quite a few, but Ron eventually found what he was looking for. "Harry," he said, "I think I found what the girls have. Look at this," Ron showed the book to Harry, "the symptoms are very similar to what the girls have, but only Hermione has the final symptom."

Harry read the section that Ron had pointed out. "It says the first symptom is uncontrollable coughing," he read out loud, "that's what the girls started with! Then it says the next symptom is a rash, they had that too, next is a fever, they all have that now, and then it says 'By this point, the victim's blood will have thinned. If they receive a cut or other open wound, the bleeding will not stop and the victim will die if professional medical treatment is not administered in the next 24 hours.'" Harry turned to Ron. "This means," he said, sounding very concerned, "that if we don't get Hermione to a professional wizard doctor, she's going to die."

TO BE CONTINUED!
Yeah, I know, the suspense is killing you, but I promise I will make part two very soon! I just thought a good cliffhanger would guarantee some good reviews. Besides, I want to start working on the next story in this series, which I promise will be absolutely freakin' hilarious!