SOOOOO sorry for not updating! Promise it won't happen again! Just crappy things have been happening in my life, so I couldn't write, or didn't have the brains too.

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It's been a week since Hermione was brought in. Sunk into the same position she was put in earlier that day, she looks to be resting peacefully. The nurses move her in different positions every morning, and every evening, giving her medication through the IV, checking out how her wounds are healing. Harry moves her also; he picks her head up and rests it on his lap while he combs his hands through her hair, holding onto her hand tightly. The warmth feeling in her hands are back, unlike before they were cold as ice.

Professor Dumbledore appeared from the doors, and walked up to the foot of the bed. Harry barely looked at him, Ron gave a smile, but it disappeared when he noticed that the professor didn't smile back.

"Sir." Harry said, his voice crackly and deep.

"Have her parents been contacted?" Professor Dumbledore stood standing, just looking into the green emerald eyes of the young and famous Harry Potter. Harry's eyes rose to meet the Professors. Ron looked back at Harry, then back up at the Professor.

"Sir?"

Dumbledore took in a breath, tapped his fingers on the wood of the bed, then opened his mouth.

"Harry. Do you know why Voldemort didn't follow you that day?" Harry shook his head.

"Harry, he knew you would go looking for Hermione. He had it all planed out."

"Professor, what are you trying to say?" Harry's voice was now getting agitated.

"While you went looking for Hermione, Voldemort went to the Granger's residents and-"

"Don't!" Harry interrupted. He didn't want to hear this.

"Harry-"

"Bloody hell, I said don't!" Tears formed in his eyes, his eyes moved back onto Hermione, trying to ignore what was about to be said to him. Ron sat back in his chair; his hand covered his mouth in disbelief.

"Harry, Voldemort killed Ms. Granger's parents." Professor Dumbledore finished saying.

At that moment, Hermione's head shot back and started to convulse. Harry and Ron shot up onto their feet. Harry grabbed Hermione's shoulders trying to hold her down.

"Madame Pomfrey!" Professor Dumbledore yelled.

"C'mon Hermione! Fight! Pull through!" Harry said, looking down at his friend. He rubbed his hand over her forehead trying to calm her in any way. Ron held her feet down, he wanted to break down and cry. The monitors were beeping off their rockers, Madame Pomfrey appeared running from her office.

"Oh goodness." She said starting to attend to Hermione. She picked up a syringe with medication in it, and lowered it down sticking the needle into her arm. The witches body slowly calmed down to where it only twitched, then it stopped and Hermione lay there again motionless, breathing heavily. Harry held her tight to him, kissing her on her head.

"What the hell was that all about?" Ron asked slowly letting go of her ankles and taking his seat again.

"No" All heads turned from the almost mute voice coming from Hermione. The voice was weak, panted out.

"Hermione?" Harry said, wishing for an answer.

"No, no, no, no, no!" Her voice rose, and then weakened out. She was too out of breath and didn't have enough strength to keep talking.

"What's happening? Do you think she heard?" Ron asked.

"I'm not sure. Just keep a close eye on her; I believe your friend is waking up. I'll be in later to check up." Madame Pomfrey exited the room. Hermione's head stayed in Harry's arms for the rest of the night, holding her, protecting her.

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Harry awoken from a nudge to his side. He looked down at Hermione who was turning her head towards Harry, her eyes closed, her breathing light. He smiled; she was so pretty, if only she knew how much he loved her.

"Harry." He glanced back down so fast he could of gotten whip lash. His eyes met with brown eyes staring back at him, her eyes were half open, for the lamps light was too bright for her.

"Oh my god, Hermione." She gave him a small smile, then tried lifting herself up. Her face wrinkled from the pain of sitting up, and moving. Harry helped her so she was sitting up with him. She leaned her head on his chest, wrapping her good arm around Harry. Harry brought both arms around, and gave her the biggest hug he'd ever given her. She nudged her head into his chest as he held her tightly rubbing her back.

"Hermione, I'm so sorry. I love you so much. I should have been there, I should have protected you." Harry said with tears running down his face and landing in Hermione's hair.

"If you didn't come when you did, I'd be dead right now Mr. Potter. You're my hero, my knight in shining armor." She said looking up at him smiling. He smiled back down at her, they slowly brought their heads in and they kissed for the very first time. Their tongues entered each other's mouths, exploring every inch. They pulled back fast when a cry escaped Hermione's mouth. She held her side tight to her, breathing heavily.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts so bad." She said as she curled up, pushing her head into Harry's chest trying not to scream.

"Shit, I'm sorry Hermione." Harry said realizing that her ribs were broken and that they moved to fast.

"No, no, it's ok." She said trying to plaster a smile on her face. The pain didn't go away, but it wasn't as painful. She looked back up at Harry, then rested her head on his shoulder. The both of them sat there in silence until they both fell asleep. The next day Ron would awake to see the two of them sleeping, knowing that Hermione had indeed awaken during the night. He shifted his head to the left, and closed his eyes falling back to sleep.

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I must say, this has to be the worst piece I've written, but at least you guys have something to read right? Haha. Please review