Stay Close

Chapter Two

Summary: See Chapter One.

Disclaimer: See Chapter one.

Author's Note: Bah, it's chapters now!

Previously: I got a little bored during the lesson. I know, I know. How could this be? Hermione Granger, bookworm extraordinaire, BORED in a CLASS? So... I drifted to other thoughts.

On with the show!

I was thinking about what I heard and sadly and shocking saw, when I was on prefect duties a few nights ago. I remember I heard weird noise in the broom closet and went to investigate. Turns out, I found Crabbe and Pansy snogging, and sadly, stripping each other. I must have paled at the thought again. That surly traumatized me.

I looked around to see where I am, to see Harry looking at me strangely. I mouthed to him, 'what?' but he just shook his head. I frowned, but tuned in to the lesson. We were learning about... sigh... Imps. And I wasn't laughing. I walked around the small box Hagrid kept them in. One happened to get out and trip me. I fell flat on my face, in front of all the sixth year Gryffindors and Slytherins. Oh joy. I also had the wind knocked out of me, and I think I landed not a yard away from the worst smell ever. I felt the bile rising in my throat. Damn, that was a good breakfast too!

I heard Malfoy whisper something to the Slytherins. "He's coming! Can you not feel it? Potty and Mud blood will be dead soon. You remember what to do right? When he comes, say 'Sebor Retae Htaed' and then flick your wand at yourself. Got it?" They all nodded. "Good. It won't be long now." I ignored it, not realizing what he meant. I was in a daze, after all.

Harry picked me up when he realized I wasn't going to get up anytime soon. "Hey, 'Mione, are you all right?"

"Argh just let me lay here and die." I mumbled to him. He laughed and swung me over his shoulder. I almost threw up; it wasn't very fair to my stomach.

"Ah... professor? I'm going to take Hermione to the Hospital Wing." Hagrid nodded, to my mortification. Harry smiled and moved me into a more comfortable position on his shoulder. It really hurt me instead.

"Ow. Harry! Stop it! That's painful!" I squirmed on his shoulder and he swung me back over his shoulder to hold me wedding style. He smirked down at me. "Harry, you really don't have to carry me! I can walk you know." He smirked down at me again. Then his smirk turned into his lopsided boyish smile. I just had to smile back at him. I love that smile. He had walked really fast. We were entering the entrance hall by now. I didn't know his legs were THAT long. I could never walk this far that fast.

"Is that so?" I nodded meekly. "Well then, get to your feet!" And he did the exact opposite of what I thought he was going to do. He dropped me. I fell hard on my butt.

I moaned through the pain. "Harry..." I let out a strangled breath than took in a ragged one, "Fine Harry. You can carry me now." I held up my arms for him to pick me up, yet he tutted me. I sighed and rubbed my backside. I felt a sharp pain go down my back to my butt.

"Ah. You have to say something first." He taunted me. I looked at him quizzically.

"What?"

"You have to say something. Then, I'll take you to the Hospital Wing because your butt hurts just so much!" He replied taunting me again. I glared at him and pulled his leg closest to me out from under him. He promptly fell right next to me. He closed his eyes for a few seconds, and bit his lip to hide his pain. I laughed.

"Well, now that we are in this together... I suggest we should at least try and get up."

"Right, well... whatever." He tried to get up but fell flat on his butt again. He moaned in pain. "That's... painful" He managed to stutter out. I nodded and tried to get up. I managed to get to my feet and levitated Harry to the Hospital Wing. We laughed the whole way there, especially when I 'accidentally' hit Harry's bottom on the top stair.

We finally reached the Hospital Ward and Harry got some Pepper-Up Potion from Madam Pomfrey for the pain in his butt. I heard a whirling sound, like a cannon being shot.

A huge blast of sea blue hit the wall outside just a few yards to my left and exploded, leaving a huge chunk of wall missing. I panicked and hurried over to the wall. I saw there was a huge army just outside where Care of Magical Creatures had just been. A sudden sinking feeling was in my stomach.

"NO! RON!" I screamed to no one. I felt strong arms wrap around my waist protectively while I squirmed and wriggled to get out of his grasp and get to Ron. I heard a sudden ear piercing scream and then "LAVENDER! NO!" And then no more. A dark thunderous laugh echoed through out the air and the Heavens.

"He's here." Harry whispered to me. I let out a loud sob and slumped down while Harry caught me and dragged me over to a drapery of the four founders in the corner of the wall. He kneeled in front of me. "Stay close." He told me and I nodded looking straight into his eyes, but his shape was blurring. He kissed me on the forehead and then draped the drapery around my figure hiding me... for now. I heard him get up and run off to the direction of the Infirmary and then his pounded footsteps faded until I could no longer feel the vibration of his feet hitting stone. I whimpered and snuggled closer to the wall.

I must have been there for ten minutes before I heard anything besides echoes of screaming and Harry's feet pounding down staircases and the hall close to me every once and awhile. "I know she's here! I can smell her dirty blood a mile away!" I heard the sneering voice of Lucious Malfoy. 'Oh God.' I thought. 'He really is here. They're going to find me.

'I'm going to be tortured!' I started thinking really fast then it all came together. (I DON'T THINK AS FAST AS IT SEEMS! OKAY?) I was bait. They would kidnap me and torture me. Show my supposedly mangled body to Harry and he would come to my rescue. Then... Harry would die, and Voldy would rule the world.

"Damn." I said quietly. I felt the Death Eater's Army's stomping drawing closer and closer. They couldn't be more than a hallway from me. I quickly sighed, then drew up my strength, and put an invisibility charm on myself. Then I got up slowly, and ran to the direction I heard Harry's feet fleeing last.

I ran as fast and hard as I could. I could hear horrid singing behind me; it must have been the Death Eaters, because we just simply don't sing when we are that bad in public.

'Here he is

You will not last

Time to go

So try and do the spell cast

You will not win

We will prevail

For when we find you

To see if you are loyal

Dear Dumbledore's Army will pay

And our Lord's Army will come again

We will rip

Tear

Shred

Cast

And you will die...'

"Oh my God! That's a terrible song, not only the words but because, it well... it sucks. But it still would scare anyone who would hear it." I whispered to myself, and ran faster. I ran face first into an invisible figure. I screamed and fell back. The cloak fell off and I saw Harry's glasses fall from his face. I cast the showing spell and picked up his cloak and his glasses and gave them to him.

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Author's Note: Yeah, yeah I know. That was the lamest ending, but it was just there when I was putting all this into chapter form. Not a cliff-hanger at all. Anyway, hope you're enjoying this so far. I'm going to try and update this one story each day over break, it's only on the second day so far, and I have a five day weekend! WHOOT!

And, that has got to be the worst poem I have EVER wrote! God, that thing sucked! If you don't know what an Imp is, its in Fantastic Beasts & Where To Find Them. If you uh... want me to describe them, then ask me in the review. 'Cause its only eight o'clock in the morning and my brain is just dead. Yup.

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