A/N: I do not own the world of Harry Potter, but you know I'd like to visit there sometime, huh, maybe in my dreams tonight. Well, sweet dreams everyone!

-.Chapter Six:

-.Undressed.-

Hermione had been standing near the bed when it happened. The weirdness fell away but that wasn't good. She began to feel more pain then ever before. She tried to scream but couldn't. She couldn't even move. It hurt too much to even think.

"Why me?" she said out loud quietly.

She could feel her body changing. The pain was intense. Then she fell to the ground. So did things around her; she wasn't sure what they were. Her heart was racing. She stood again despite the pain. She couldn't even see, her eyes stinged, so she closed them.

The pain had stopped, but was it a good thing? She wasn't sure. She opened her eyes to look. Tears were on her face from crying. She wiped them way with her hands. Then she looked at herself. Lifting her arms and looking at her legs quickly told her that she was fine. She wasn't a bug or a dog or a chicken. She was still herself only problem was she was now naked.

Looking back down at her legs she noticed the floor for the first time. She was standing on her clothes but she knew they would not fit. That was what fell. She glanced around the room having to look up at everything for she was now small. About the size of a Kelly doll or rather four and a half inches tall.

"Oh this is so not good," she said.

Then she heard footsteps coming close to the hospital wing and she ran behind a bed pole to cover.

"Hermione, I saw Harry he..."

"Hermione?"

He ran to be her clothes were and dropped whatever food he was carrying.

"Hermione?" he said looking around the room, but something in him knew it was hopeless. He sat on the floor and grabbed her tie, not thinking. A tear fell from his eye.

"Hermione..."

He knew that he should go tell someone but he just couldn't move. More tears began to fall. He wiped his face on his sleeve.

Hermione didn't know what to do she knew she had to get to Ron but how could she? She was not dressed. Something had to be done. She couldn't just let him sit there. She couldn't just let him cry.

Ron brought his knees in and began to cry into them.

'Perfect,' Hermione thought, 'as long as he's not looking I can go over and cover myself.'

She walked over slowly and kept her eye on him just incase. Of course what was she going to do? She was half way there and knew that if he looked up right now he'd see her.

She made it to her clothes and grabbed part of her shirt to cover herself. She sat down, fully covered all but her head. Waiting, waiting for Ron to look this way again. It was all she could do. To move would chance her getting stepped on.

"Ron!" she yelled.

"Ron!" she yelled again. 'How could she think that he was going to hear her when she was this small?' she thought, 'well, because mice are heard and there this small,' she said back to the voice in her head.

"RON!!!" she yelled her loudest.

Ron looked up and around the room. About to put his head back down Hermione yelled yet again, "RON WEASLEY!!!"

Ron looked down at the pile of clothes. He stared. Then his eyes got wide.

"Hermione?" he said wiping his face on his sleeve again.

She nodded.

"Are you, are you okay?"

"I'm small, but okay. Please don't talk so loud, hurts my ears." She shouted to be heard.

"Sorry," Ron whispered. "Do you want me to go get somebody?" he asked.

"No!" she yelled, "I don't want you to leave me...I'm scared."

"Okay."

He gulped, "I was so afraid again that you were gone."

"I'm here, I saw you, and I sorry that I made you cry." Hermione said.

"Why are you sorry? You mean so much to me, of course I'd cry if you weren't here anymore," he said quietly with a sniff, "besides what's a few tears between friends?"

Hermione smiled, "Do you think they'll be back soon?"

"Hope so, they really have something funny to look at." Ron said with a laugh.

"What's funny Ron?" Harry said coming into the room.

Ron stood up not knowing what to do. "Nothing really,"

"Where's Hermione? Is she in the ladies room?" Harry said smiling.

"No."

"Is she okay?"

"Yes."

"Where is she?"

"In the room with us," Ron said not knowing how to break the news to his friend.

"Well where in the room? I got back early to see how she is, everyone was telling me she was out of the wing. Then I come back to find that she's in the wing again. And you're telling me that she's okay?"

"Yes."

"Where is she, I was going to give her a welcome back hug, to show that I am grateful that she's better now!"

"You can't do that."

"Why not?"

"She's not better."

"But you just said..."

"I know, I said she was okay, I didn't say she was better."

"Then where is she? For the last time!" Harry yelled.

"Please don't scream Harry, it hurts her ears. Whisper."

Harry's eyebrow rose.

"She right behind me."

Ron turned around and sat back down to face Hermione. Harry came around Ron and sat next to him. Ron pointed. Harry looked and there was Hermione sitting on her own clothes rapped in a shirt.

"Wow, I miss a lot when I was gone, huh?" Harry said looking at Ron and back to Hermione.

"You don't know the half of it," Hermione yelled.

"Well, I am glad," Harry said.

"You're glad? Why?" Ron asked with a temper.

"It's not me this time. I was beginning to think everything always happened to me. Hermione, you just made my day."

"I'm glad I made someone's," she smiled.

"Now Harry if you don't mind, would you kindly go and ask what is taking Dumbledore and the other so long?" Hermione said with a little anger.

"Sure, I guess, I'll be right back." Harry said walking off.

"Yeah, that's what they all say," Hermione said.

"What did you say Hermione?" Ron asked.

"Nothing important," she yelled, "I wish I had some clothes that fit!"

"Sorry can't help you there, don't think they'd ever teach on how to...never mind" Ron said trailing off.

They both sat there thinking. Not saying anything, but thinking about the same things.

"I got it!" Ron yelled, but quickly looked at Hermione sorryly.

"Got what?" she asked holding her ears.

"Sorry, I think that you could, well go in one of your socks."

"In my socks?" she repeated mockingly.

"In one, it would fully cloth you and you could kinda walk in them." Ron said, feeling funny now on even suggesting it.

"I think it'd smell, not to mention the strangeness." She said looking at her shoes two feet away.

"I could clean them with my wand, I getting better you know."

.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.

-.Mean while.-

Harry had made it to Dumbledore's office.

Not knowing what the new password was he guess a few times. Then he got it "Sour cherries!" and the stair began to move and he made his way to the top.

He heard a few people talking in the room and thought to wait until they're through, but Dumbledore knew he was there.

"Come in Harry."

The door opened and in walked Harry. He looked at the others in the office. Madam Pomfrey and Snape were talking with Dumbledore.

"Good to see your back Harry!" Dumbledore said with a smile. "Nice being back?"

"Yes, it's great!"

"Yes, good." Snape said, "but we were just in the middle of something..."

"About Hermione I know," Harry interrupted.

"And you know all about what is going on with her, do you?" Snape asked with a sneer.

"Yes I do. You don't though." Harry said matter-of-factly.

"Why else would we be here talking about it Mr. Potter?" Madam Pomfrey asked.

"That's just it, you..."

"What is it Harry?" Dumbledore asked through Harry's words knowing that something had to be up.

"You need to come see her, now." With that all three jumped up and followed Harry out the door.

A/N: You know what to do, now if you please, review!