Disclaimer- J.K Rowling is the smartest woman alive. She would probably be appalled if she read this melodramatic crap. I hope that this doesn't put ideas in any of your heads about what might happen in future HP books because I KNOW NOTHING!!! I don't own any of the characters either... This whole thing is therapy (because I was upset over the character she killed off) I'm just posting it because people told me to…
Harry woke up suddenly... He glanced over at his watch... It was only two in the morning. He had a horrible feeling in his stomach. Something definitely was not right... He had to warn someone...
As soon as Harry opened the door to their room, he saw that the light was on. He crept downstairs very quietly. Every member in the Order was down there. They all had incredibly horrified looks of panic on their faces. Tonks looked like she was about to cry. In the middle was Albus Dumbledore...
"Maybe I should start from the beginning." he told everyone around him. "Harry Potter, I see you up there, you may as well come down"
Embarrassed, Harry descended down the stairs and sat in the empty chair next to Lupin. "What's going on professor" Harry asked starting to get really worried. Dumbledore sighed. "I am going to be needing a lot of help from you especially. There has been a great tragedy tonight. Earlier, Voldemort was able to get the death eaters out of Azkaban... they made their first move on a muggle couple..."
Harry bit his lip "Proffessor, who are they?"
Dumbledore looked Harry straight in the eye and in that moment, Harry feared for the worst. "It's Mr. and Mrs. Granger Harry"
The air in Harry's lungs seemed to have left his face..."What, NO, it can't be. They're not involved with the order at all... Are they ok!?"
"Right now, they are in St. Mungo's. They aren't dead at all, but Lucius Malfoy thought it would be... well... AMUSING to torture Hermione's parents. He of course is aware from Draco, that Hermione is one of your best friends. He, Crabbe and Goyle were about to kill them. Fortunately, Proffesor Snape filled me in and I was able to rescue them.... though it did take a while... an awfully long while as a matter of fact.
The thing I need from you is your undying support. Miss Granger is likely to be quite upset. I simply need you to calm her down... We will be gently informing her first thing tomorrow morning." Dumbledore said quietly Harry sighed and nodded. A lump was in his throat..."You can count on me professor"
"One more thing Harry... Do your Defense against the Dark homework" Professor Dumbledore said smiling.
Harry nodded
Harry walked upstairs back to the room. He got into bed and looked at Hermione... She looked so innocent and happy, asleep. She looked like she didn't have a care in the world. How would she EVER respond to news like this...
Harry, Ron and Hermione went downstairs. Every single member of the Order was there, including Dumbledore. Harry sighed looking very sad at Hermione as Molly gently took her aside. The smile that once spread across her face instantly gasped. She bit her lip. She instantly broke down and Mrs Weasleyheld her close. She couldn't speak. It looked like she wanted to say something either in anger towards the Malfoys, or something to express her deepest agony. Hermione ran up to the room. Something in Harry wanted to follow her. He wanted to go upstairs and tell her everything will be all right. He stopped himself remembering exactly how he felt when Sirius died. Hermione knew that he didn't want to talk about it, so she didn't push it. She let him grieve on his own just as he wanted. He would give her some time.
Throughout the morning, he spent his time with Ron, Ginny and Cara playing Quiddich. Cara made another spectacular move including intricate looking flips on her broom. Harry couldn't concentrate. He loved Quiddich, but he couldn't bear to think of Hermione sobbing on her bed while Harry played on his broomstick. At noon, he told the others that he thought Hermione was right. He was going to work on his homework.
He quietly walked to his room, saying hello to Mrs. Weasley, Tonks, Lupin and Moodyon the way, as he went upstairs. "Ok" he said to himself. "Remember...potions homework...if she wants comforting, she'll ask. He knocked and quietly walked into their room. "Hermione," he said as gently as he could. "Do you mind if I stay here and do my homework?"
Hermione looked up. Her eyes were redder and puffier than he EVER saw them before. She was trembling, weak and tear stained but she gave him a week smile as he sat on his bed and took out his transfiguration book. For the rest of the day, he worked on his essays. It seemed like he was giving her the comfort she needed without questioning her without making her talk about it. He actually got most of his transfiguration homework done mostly due to Dumbledore's request to be the strong one. It was eight o'clock that night. After finishing his tenth transfiguration assignment gaining much knowledge of the dangers of becoming an animagus, conjuring, vanishing and apparating he was finally done.
He suddenly heard Hermione tremble and murmur loudly in her sleep. Suddenly, she was screaming and turning around violently. "NO!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!! NO!!!!!, Not Harry!, Please... Leave him alone... I kill you... I swear, I will kill you Draco Malfoy!!!"
Harry heard a thump as Hermione fell to the carpet. She suddenly woke up breathing very hard.
Harry turned around. She was sweating and crying harder than ever now and was making no effort to get off the floor. Harry couldn't take it anymore. He rushed over to her. He scooped her up off the floor and placed her on her bed He didn't know how to react to what he just saw. He was very worried for his friend. Usually, she was the smart one... she was the one making sense out of things. Now, he had to fill in that role as well as being the hero. He wasn't sure he could do it.
"Harry", she said weekly after she was situated on her bed. "Please sit with me"
Harry turned right back around and sat at the foot of her bed. She immediately got up and sat next to him flinging her arms around his neck. He held her close.
"Are you ok?" Harry asked Hermione held him at arms length and looked him in the eye "When all the Malfoys are killed off... I will be" Harry smiled and kissed her on the cheek. He held her close stroking her back gently. "Don't worry Hermione... after I'm through with them, they will wish they have never been born!"
For the next few hours, his shoulders have gotten continuously wetter from her sobs, but Harry didn't seem to mind. He even seemed to cry a little for her pain too, for he knew how it felt to have family members hurt for Voldemort's cause. A death eater had killed the last remaining person he considers family he had He was going to do everything it took to ease her pain. He whispered comforting things in her ear. It was his duty as her best friend. Ron finally came up into the room at midnight. He smiled at the two of them. He came over and gave Hermione a sympathetic pat on the back before going to sleep. She smiled at him for a moment and turned back to Harry. Her tears seemed to have stopped for a mere moment.
"Harry Potter, you are the best friend a girl could ask for" she said finally He smiled, picked her up once more and tucked her in under the sheets. As he was about to leave, she let out a quiet whine.
"Please stay Harry!" she requested quietly biting her lip.
Harry nodded. He lay down on the floor beside her bed. He reached up and held her hand throughout the night. He took one last look at her before he went to sleep. She wasn't smiling yet, but at least there wasn't a frown.
Harry woke up suddenly... He glanced over at his watch... It was only two in the morning. He had a horrible feeling in his stomach. Something definitely was not right... He had to warn someone...
As soon as Harry opened the door to their room, he saw that the light was on. He crept downstairs very quietly. Every member in the Order was down there. They all had incredibly horrified looks of panic on their faces. Tonks looked like she was about to cry. In the middle was Albus Dumbledore...
"Maybe I should start from the beginning." he told everyone around him. "Harry Potter, I see you up there, you may as well come down"
Embarrassed, Harry descended down the stairs and sat in the empty chair next to Lupin. "What's going on professor" Harry asked starting to get really worried. Dumbledore sighed. "I am going to be needing a lot of help from you especially. There has been a great tragedy tonight. Earlier, Voldemort was able to get the death eaters out of Azkaban... they made their first move on a muggle couple..."
Harry bit his lip "Proffessor, who are they?"
Dumbledore looked Harry straight in the eye and in that moment, Harry feared for the worst. "It's Mr. and Mrs. Granger Harry"
The air in Harry's lungs seemed to have left his face..."What, NO, it can't be. They're not involved with the order at all... Are they ok!?"
"Right now, they are in St. Mungo's. They aren't dead at all, but Lucius Malfoy thought it would be... well... AMUSING to torture Hermione's parents. He of course is aware from Draco, that Hermione is one of your best friends. He, Crabbe and Goyle were about to kill them. Fortunately, Proffesor Snape filled me in and I was able to rescue them.... though it did take a while... an awfully long while as a matter of fact.
The thing I need from you is your undying support. Miss Granger is likely to be quite upset. I simply need you to calm her down... We will be gently informing her first thing tomorrow morning." Dumbledore said quietly Harry sighed and nodded. A lump was in his throat..."You can count on me professor"
"One more thing Harry... Do your Defense against the Dark homework" Professor Dumbledore said smiling.
Harry nodded
Harry walked upstairs back to the room. He got into bed and looked at Hermione... She looked so innocent and happy, asleep. She looked like she didn't have a care in the world. How would she EVER respond to news like this...
Harry, Ron and Hermione went downstairs. Every single member of the Order was there, including Dumbledore. Harry sighed looking very sad at Hermione as Molly gently took her aside. The smile that once spread across her face instantly gasped. She bit her lip. She instantly broke down and Mrs Weasleyheld her close. She couldn't speak. It looked like she wanted to say something either in anger towards the Malfoys, or something to express her deepest agony. Hermione ran up to the room. Something in Harry wanted to follow her. He wanted to go upstairs and tell her everything will be all right. He stopped himself remembering exactly how he felt when Sirius died. Hermione knew that he didn't want to talk about it, so she didn't push it. She let him grieve on his own just as he wanted. He would give her some time.
Throughout the morning, he spent his time with Ron, Ginny and Cara playing Quiddich. Cara made another spectacular move including intricate looking flips on her broom. Harry couldn't concentrate. He loved Quiddich, but he couldn't bear to think of Hermione sobbing on her bed while Harry played on his broomstick. At noon, he told the others that he thought Hermione was right. He was going to work on his homework.
He quietly walked to his room, saying hello to Mrs. Weasley, Tonks, Lupin and Moodyon the way, as he went upstairs. "Ok" he said to himself. "Remember...potions homework...if she wants comforting, she'll ask. He knocked and quietly walked into their room. "Hermione," he said as gently as he could. "Do you mind if I stay here and do my homework?"
Hermione looked up. Her eyes were redder and puffier than he EVER saw them before. She was trembling, weak and tear stained but she gave him a week smile as he sat on his bed and took out his transfiguration book. For the rest of the day, he worked on his essays. It seemed like he was giving her the comfort she needed without questioning her without making her talk about it. He actually got most of his transfiguration homework done mostly due to Dumbledore's request to be the strong one. It was eight o'clock that night. After finishing his tenth transfiguration assignment gaining much knowledge of the dangers of becoming an animagus, conjuring, vanishing and apparating he was finally done.
He suddenly heard Hermione tremble and murmur loudly in her sleep. Suddenly, she was screaming and turning around violently. "NO!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!! NO!!!!!, Not Harry!, Please... Leave him alone... I kill you... I swear, I will kill you Draco Malfoy!!!"
Harry heard a thump as Hermione fell to the carpet. She suddenly woke up breathing very hard.
Harry turned around. She was sweating and crying harder than ever now and was making no effort to get off the floor. Harry couldn't take it anymore. He rushed over to her. He scooped her up off the floor and placed her on her bed He didn't know how to react to what he just saw. He was very worried for his friend. Usually, she was the smart one... she was the one making sense out of things. Now, he had to fill in that role as well as being the hero. He wasn't sure he could do it.
"Harry", she said weekly after she was situated on her bed. "Please sit with me"
Harry turned right back around and sat at the foot of her bed. She immediately got up and sat next to him flinging her arms around his neck. He held her close.
"Are you ok?" Harry asked Hermione held him at arms length and looked him in the eye "When all the Malfoys are killed off... I will be" Harry smiled and kissed her on the cheek. He held her close stroking her back gently. "Don't worry Hermione... after I'm through with them, they will wish they have never been born!"
For the next few hours, his shoulders have gotten continuously wetter from her sobs, but Harry didn't seem to mind. He even seemed to cry a little for her pain too, for he knew how it felt to have family members hurt for Voldemort's cause. A death eater had killed the last remaining person he considers family he had He was going to do everything it took to ease her pain. He whispered comforting things in her ear. It was his duty as her best friend. Ron finally came up into the room at midnight. He smiled at the two of them. He came over and gave Hermione a sympathetic pat on the back before going to sleep. She smiled at him for a moment and turned back to Harry. Her tears seemed to have stopped for a mere moment.
"Harry Potter, you are the best friend a girl could ask for" she said finally He smiled, picked her up once more and tucked her in under the sheets. As he was about to leave, she let out a quiet whine.
"Please stay Harry!" she requested quietly biting her lip.
Harry nodded. He lay down on the floor beside her bed. He reached up and held her hand throughout the night. He took one last look at her before he went to sleep. She wasn't smiling yet, but at least there wasn't a frown.