I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING OF HARRY POTTER! IT IS J.K. ROWLING'S!
Mini got out of St. Mungo's the next day. The girls in her dorm who usually never talked to her wanted to talk to her and find out what happened. She didn't tell anyone though. Anytime she couldn't get out of a conversation she would freeze things and leave. It became a common thing for her to do anymore. She continued classes under the method of Harry, Hermione, and Ron escorting her. One day, one week after the incident, she decided she didn't want to be escorted, that she wanted to go by herself.
Potions Classroom-
"I want all of your essays to be on my desk by Monday. Remember, a two and a half foot long parchment on the Truth Potion, Veritaserum. Since, as I have told you, the first years have more advanced challenges this year, the Truth Potion will be tested on every student. The potion will be made by you, and taken by you. So please, put some heart into this assignment." Proffesor Snape said as the entire classroom groaned. "If that's the case, then you'll be tested by someone from another house, meaning Gryffindor by... Slytherin." The class stopped groaning as the class bell rang. "You will be taking your own potions, and I'm guessing some will end up in the hospital wing." He looked at Mini. "Isn't that correct, Ms. Granger?"
"You're the teacher, you should know." Mini said, putting her bag over her right shoulder and using her crutch to get out of the room as quickly as possible. She kept muttering to herself. "If only Hermione would've helped me on that last essay, and this one, then I wouldn't be failing Potions. I want Snape's words to backfire in his face. I'll make the best Veritaserum potion he's ever seen." She then remembered that she was supposed to freeze things and go find Harry, Hermione, and Ron, who should be coming out of Transfiguration. "I can do it by myself, it's not like Malfoy's going to jump out of a corner.
Outside Transfiguration Classroom-
"I can't believe her! She's doing this on purpose." Hermione said, wringing her hands in worry. "We need to cut her off, c'mon."
"She won't go the way we always go, Hermione, she'll know we're coming looking for her. And we'll be late for Herbology." Ron told her.
"There's only three ways to get from Potions to Defense Against the Dark Arts. We'll split up and go each way, we'll find her. If you find her, just have her freeze things and take her onto to Defense Against the Dark Arts. We know how it is to be frozen, so that'll be our warning to get on to Herbology. Okay?" Hermione said a mouthful quickly, but Harry and Ron still nodded that they understood. "Harry, go the original way, Ron, go the quickest way, and I'll go the longest way, that's probably the way she went." Hermione said, hurrying off in her direction.
Harry and Ron hesitated, looking at each other. "At least she cares for her." Harry told Ron as they split up going in their directions.
Draco Malfoy came from behind the corner from listening to Harry, Hermione, and Ron. "So, little Mini Granger can freeze things? I wonder what else she can do." He followed Hermione, catching up with her and not letting her know he was there. He had his hand deep in his robe pocket, holding his gun, he was waiting for the right moment.
A Little Ways from Potions Classroom-
"Mini!" Hermione said starting to run towards her. She thought there was something wrong, Mini had a distant look on her face.
Mini was in fact watching Draco who had just pulled out his gun, pointning it at Hermione. She watched his finger pull the trigger. From instinct, she froze things. She just hoped that she had frozen things in time to get Hermione away from the bullet. Quickly, she hobbled around Hermione, looking at the bullet that was inches from her back, right where her heart was. She knew that there wasn't any time to unfreeze and refreeze things, the bullet would hit Hermione. Mini looked at the bullet, then at Draco's gun. If only she could pry it out of his hands to prove who had shot her and attempted to shoot Hermione. But she knew there wasn't any use, she wasn't strong enough. What could she do?
Mini got out of St. Mungo's the next day. The girls in her dorm who usually never talked to her wanted to talk to her and find out what happened. She didn't tell anyone though. Anytime she couldn't get out of a conversation she would freeze things and leave. It became a common thing for her to do anymore. She continued classes under the method of Harry, Hermione, and Ron escorting her. One day, one week after the incident, she decided she didn't want to be escorted, that she wanted to go by herself.
Potions Classroom-
"I want all of your essays to be on my desk by Monday. Remember, a two and a half foot long parchment on the Truth Potion, Veritaserum. Since, as I have told you, the first years have more advanced challenges this year, the Truth Potion will be tested on every student. The potion will be made by you, and taken by you. So please, put some heart into this assignment." Proffesor Snape said as the entire classroom groaned. "If that's the case, then you'll be tested by someone from another house, meaning Gryffindor by... Slytherin." The class stopped groaning as the class bell rang. "You will be taking your own potions, and I'm guessing some will end up in the hospital wing." He looked at Mini. "Isn't that correct, Ms. Granger?"
"You're the teacher, you should know." Mini said, putting her bag over her right shoulder and using her crutch to get out of the room as quickly as possible. She kept muttering to herself. "If only Hermione would've helped me on that last essay, and this one, then I wouldn't be failing Potions. I want Snape's words to backfire in his face. I'll make the best Veritaserum potion he's ever seen." She then remembered that she was supposed to freeze things and go find Harry, Hermione, and Ron, who should be coming out of Transfiguration. "I can do it by myself, it's not like Malfoy's going to jump out of a corner.
Outside Transfiguration Classroom-
"I can't believe her! She's doing this on purpose." Hermione said, wringing her hands in worry. "We need to cut her off, c'mon."
"She won't go the way we always go, Hermione, she'll know we're coming looking for her. And we'll be late for Herbology." Ron told her.
"There's only three ways to get from Potions to Defense Against the Dark Arts. We'll split up and go each way, we'll find her. If you find her, just have her freeze things and take her onto to Defense Against the Dark Arts. We know how it is to be frozen, so that'll be our warning to get on to Herbology. Okay?" Hermione said a mouthful quickly, but Harry and Ron still nodded that they understood. "Harry, go the original way, Ron, go the quickest way, and I'll go the longest way, that's probably the way she went." Hermione said, hurrying off in her direction.
Harry and Ron hesitated, looking at each other. "At least she cares for her." Harry told Ron as they split up going in their directions.
Draco Malfoy came from behind the corner from listening to Harry, Hermione, and Ron. "So, little Mini Granger can freeze things? I wonder what else she can do." He followed Hermione, catching up with her and not letting her know he was there. He had his hand deep in his robe pocket, holding his gun, he was waiting for the right moment.
A Little Ways from Potions Classroom-
"Mini!" Hermione said starting to run towards her. She thought there was something wrong, Mini had a distant look on her face.
Mini was in fact watching Draco who had just pulled out his gun, pointning it at Hermione. She watched his finger pull the trigger. From instinct, she froze things. She just hoped that she had frozen things in time to get Hermione away from the bullet. Quickly, she hobbled around Hermione, looking at the bullet that was inches from her back, right where her heart was. She knew that there wasn't any time to unfreeze and refreeze things, the bullet would hit Hermione. Mini looked at the bullet, then at Draco's gun. If only she could pry it out of his hands to prove who had shot her and attempted to shoot Hermione. But she knew there wasn't any use, she wasn't strong enough. What could she do?