CHAPTER 4
A small laugh echoed into the dying moonlight. In a dark corridor lay a very pale Hermione. Her brown eyes fluttered open. She groaned and moved her arms. She gasped, and her eyes flew wide open when she felt a sharp pain all over her arms. She gingerly moved them into the moonlight and screamed.
"Oh God," she half said, half croaked. On her arms were tons of symbols with blood flowing continually out of them. She got up quickly when she realized she was lying in a pool of her own blood.
"So much blood..." She gagged and ran to the Gryffindor tower. She stumbled up the stairs gasping and yelling. Harry, Ron and Fred all ran out of the Gryffindor common room to see what or who was making all that noise.
"Bloody Hell, Hermione, what happened?" asked Ron in a small voice noticing the blood on her clothes. Ron's face turned an ugly shade of green. As the trio ran toward her, she collapsed onto the floor. Fred and Ron stared in horror at the continuity flowing blood and Hermione's terrified expression. Harry gasped and touched her arms, getting blood all over his hands.
"Hermione, you need to see Madam Pomfrey right now."
"Ron, you and Fred follow; you might need to be there with us when they ask what happened."
"Okay. Um, Harry?"
"What, Ron?"
"I forgot to tell you I hate blood." With that he fell to the ground. Fred picked up his hand and dragged him to Harry.
"Harry, we'll be along shortly. You go on ahead with Hermione."
"Okay." With that, Harry scooped Hermione up and walked toward the Hospital.
"Shh. it's going to be fine. It's okay, Hermione," Harry said smoothly as Hermione cried into his shoulder. Fred started dragging Ron down the steps when Ron groaned.
"Come on, we need to follow Harry and Hermione." Fred helped Ron up and they ran with a little difficultly since Ron had just fainted.
"What's wrong with her arms?" asked Ron with a gesture to the faint figure of Harry and Hermione.
Fred Rolled his eyes and said, "If I knew that, smart one, I would be helping her, not running after her and Harry." Ron looked at the ground for a moment, and then they caught up with Harry and Hermione. Madam Pomfrey looked at Harry and Hermione and gave a frightened gasp.
"Ron and George, go get Professor Dumbledore now."
"It's not George; it's Fred," Fred said as he and Ron ran to get Dumbledore.
"What on earth happened here, Mr. Potter?"
"I don't know, and I don't think Hermione knows. She just showed up in front of the common room and fell to the ground." Hermione hugged Harry harder as he tried to put her on one of the beds. She shook her head and sobbed harder as the predicament she was in hit her like a ton of bricks. Madam looked at Harry as he sat Hermione down.
"Go get cleaned up, Mr. Potter; she should be better in an hour or so. GO!" Harry quickly exited. He stared at the door till he heard Ron and Fred running down the hall with a Dumbledore walking behind them.
"What happened, Harry?" Dumbledore's eyes burned into his. Harry shook his head and swallowed hard. Dumbledore went through the doors that Harry had exited out of only moments before. Harry stared at the door and started to go to it when he heard his name. Ron's hand came down on his shoulder and he shook his head.
"Harry, we'll come back later. Come on." So Ron, Harry, and Fred walked slowly to the Gryffindor tower. Hermione's eyes flew up as she heard the door open.
"Harry?!" Dumbledore walked in and stared at Hermione.
"Oh dear. Hermione. who did the Schlechtes Traumland to you?"
A/N: Sorry this chapter was so short, but I hope you like it anyway. See I have exams so I'm writing this during my English exam. So of course I gave you a cliffhanger. But I will explain most of everything in the 5th chapter. *Hugs all who read story* Lovies
A small laugh echoed into the dying moonlight. In a dark corridor lay a very pale Hermione. Her brown eyes fluttered open. She groaned and moved her arms. She gasped, and her eyes flew wide open when she felt a sharp pain all over her arms. She gingerly moved them into the moonlight and screamed.
"Oh God," she half said, half croaked. On her arms were tons of symbols with blood flowing continually out of them. She got up quickly when she realized she was lying in a pool of her own blood.
"So much blood..." She gagged and ran to the Gryffindor tower. She stumbled up the stairs gasping and yelling. Harry, Ron and Fred all ran out of the Gryffindor common room to see what or who was making all that noise.
"Bloody Hell, Hermione, what happened?" asked Ron in a small voice noticing the blood on her clothes. Ron's face turned an ugly shade of green. As the trio ran toward her, she collapsed onto the floor. Fred and Ron stared in horror at the continuity flowing blood and Hermione's terrified expression. Harry gasped and touched her arms, getting blood all over his hands.
"Hermione, you need to see Madam Pomfrey right now."
"Ron, you and Fred follow; you might need to be there with us when they ask what happened."
"Okay. Um, Harry?"
"What, Ron?"
"I forgot to tell you I hate blood." With that he fell to the ground. Fred picked up his hand and dragged him to Harry.
"Harry, we'll be along shortly. You go on ahead with Hermione."
"Okay." With that, Harry scooped Hermione up and walked toward the Hospital.
"Shh. it's going to be fine. It's okay, Hermione," Harry said smoothly as Hermione cried into his shoulder. Fred started dragging Ron down the steps when Ron groaned.
"Come on, we need to follow Harry and Hermione." Fred helped Ron up and they ran with a little difficultly since Ron had just fainted.
"What's wrong with her arms?" asked Ron with a gesture to the faint figure of Harry and Hermione.
Fred Rolled his eyes and said, "If I knew that, smart one, I would be helping her, not running after her and Harry." Ron looked at the ground for a moment, and then they caught up with Harry and Hermione. Madam Pomfrey looked at Harry and Hermione and gave a frightened gasp.
"Ron and George, go get Professor Dumbledore now."
"It's not George; it's Fred," Fred said as he and Ron ran to get Dumbledore.
"What on earth happened here, Mr. Potter?"
"I don't know, and I don't think Hermione knows. She just showed up in front of the common room and fell to the ground." Hermione hugged Harry harder as he tried to put her on one of the beds. She shook her head and sobbed harder as the predicament she was in hit her like a ton of bricks. Madam looked at Harry as he sat Hermione down.
"Go get cleaned up, Mr. Potter; she should be better in an hour or so. GO!" Harry quickly exited. He stared at the door till he heard Ron and Fred running down the hall with a Dumbledore walking behind them.
"What happened, Harry?" Dumbledore's eyes burned into his. Harry shook his head and swallowed hard. Dumbledore went through the doors that Harry had exited out of only moments before. Harry stared at the door and started to go to it when he heard his name. Ron's hand came down on his shoulder and he shook his head.
"Harry, we'll come back later. Come on." So Ron, Harry, and Fred walked slowly to the Gryffindor tower. Hermione's eyes flew up as she heard the door open.
"Harry?!" Dumbledore walked in and stared at Hermione.
"Oh dear. Hermione. who did the Schlechtes Traumland to you?"
A/N: Sorry this chapter was so short, but I hope you like it anyway. See I have exams so I'm writing this during my English exam. So of course I gave you a cliffhanger. But I will explain most of everything in the 5th chapter. *Hugs all who read story* Lovies