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Chapter Eight: Why can't we see her?
Lucy's eyes fluttered open.
'White ceiling' Lucy blinked, then winced. Her eyes hurt.
'Very bright white ceiling'
Sitting up, she looked around curiously.
"Where am I?"
Madame Pompfrey rushed in tutting.
"Child, what ARE you doing up?"
"Um... what happened?"
"I heard you blacked out... which means lack of carbohydrates."
Madame Pompfrey rambled on, scuttling out of the room to collect more medicine for the 'sick' Lucy.
Sighing, Lucy fell back onto the bed.
"I wonder what happened..."
Outside by the lake, one Harry Potter paced back and forth.
Stopping, he ran a hand through his unruly black hair, and gave a frustrated sigh.
"Argh! Damn it! Why can't I see her?"
Cursing Madame Pompfrey for not letting him visit Lucy, he continued to pace, unaware of the figures walking towards him.
Madame Pompfrey returned with assorted medicine... A LOT of assorted medicine.
Lucy grimaced.
"Um... Madame Pompfrey... is that all necessary?"
"Yes, yes, and you're looking kind of pale, I've a thought to get you medicine for that too."
The nurse turned to return to the medicine cabinet and get more medicine.
Panicked, Lucy grabbed Madame Pompfrey's arm and vigorously shook her head.
"NO! No need! I'm fine!" Lucy screamed at a shocked Madame Pompfrey.
Noticing the older woman's frowning face, Lucy released her grip and apologized.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to shout."
Madame Pompfrey smiled.
"It's all right dearie, you were stressed. Anything I can do to make you feel better?"
"Um... yeah. Can you tell me who brought me here?"
"Oh! Surprising actually! It was Harry Potter, sweetie."
Smiling, the nurse fluffed Lucy's pillow before walking away, leaving the stunned girl to take in what she had said.
"Well..."
Harry looked up, startled. There in front of him stood Ron and Hermione.
Surprisingly, Ron was still holding Hermione around the waist. He seemed to be supporting her since she was so pale she looked like she was about to collapse.
"She won't let me see her!" Harry frustratedly complained.
"What?!?! I can't believe it. You know what? I don't care what she thinks. I'm gonna go see her and you guys are coming with me." Hermione ordered before pulling the two surprised boys towards the castle.
Lucy sat there, stunned. She couldn't believe her ears.
'Harry Potter? No way!' Lucy's thoughts were whirring.
Harry Potter? The guy who had totally ditched Hermione and her after three years of being best friends?
Sighing, she laid back and wondered out loud, "I wonder where Hermione is."
"You don't understand...."
"That's my bestest friend in there....."
"I...."
"CHILDREN! Miss Thunders is NOT to be disturbed! She is under my care...."
Madame Pompfrey was desperately trying to hold back the struggling kids. Ron was giving her the most trouble. He was trying to climb over her.
Pushing him back onto the ground, Madame Pompfrey smiled triumphantly at them before hurriedly locking the door on them.
"Great. Now what are we going to do?" Agitated, Hermione threw her hands up, leaned back against a wall and slid down into a crouch.
Harry and Ron shared a mischievous smile.
"Simple. We'll get in 'Marauder' style."
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