Harry was sitting in front of the fireplace arms crossed and mad.

He heard the door open. Without looking who it is, Harry began to speak.

"If that's Hermione and Ron, I hope they know what time it is. PAST the talent show. I think it's a little late guys" Harry said. He turned around to see the person. His eyes widened and his jaw slowlydropped.

Sure enough it was Hermione. Her one arm holding the doorway, the other holding her stomach. Bleeding, cuts and bruises everywhere. She collapsed right there.

"Hermione" Harry said to himself. He ran over and fell to her side.

"Hermione! Can you hear me! What happened!" Harry yelled.

She was breathing heavily and shaky.

"Harry? Harry I'm sorry" Hermione barley whispered it.

"No, shh, No, don't worry about that. I have to get you to the hospital wing." Harry said. Clearly worry in his voice.

"Blood" He said quietly to himself. In shock of Hermione's condition. He picked her up ad ran out of the common room.

Harry kicked open the door of the hospital wing. Hermione unconscious in his arms.

"I need a doctor! I need a doctor!!" Harry was yelling at the top of his lungs.

Five people at once came running and grabbed Hermione out of Harry's hands and laid her on a bed. Harry just stood there. Staring into space. He was in shock. He couldn't believe this was happening. Not to Hermione, anything but that. A silent tear rolled down his cheek as he looked over to his still friend.

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Harry was sitting in a chair next to Hermione's bed. She was asleep. The doctors said she would be weak but she would be fine.

Harry noticed Hermione's eyes started to open..

He quickly pulled his chair closer and put a hand on her cheek.

"Harry?"

"Yes it's me. It's alright, you'll be ok" So happy she was awake, about to cry.

"Harry, I'm so sorry. "

"It's alright. There's nothing to be sorry for. I'm just so glad you are alright." Harry said.

"Hermione. Do you remember anything?" Harry asked. A worried tone to his voice.

"I remember…Ron"

"What?"

"I remember Ron. Harry he's who done it. I mean, he did it Harry"

"Did what Hermione?" Now even more worried, he asked.

"Beat me, he hit me Harry and cut me. I'm not supossed to tell you. He said he'd kill me. He wants control or something, I don't know" She said. Starting to cry.

"Shhhh, he's not here."

He leaned over and hugged her.

I can't believe it. Ron. All this time. Why didn't I see it? I'm so stupid"

"Hermione! There you are! You just disappeared on me!" Ron yelled, walking fast towards her and Harry.

Harry suddenly got up and wheeled around. His face scarlet.

"You! You did this! Ron, how could you!!"

"Whoa there Mate"

"Don't whoa there mate me!" Harry walked up to Ron and pushed him back.

"Hey, Harry, I didn't do this" Ron's last words and he walked out of the wing.

Harry stood there. You could see the steam he was so mad.

He turned around and sat back down next to Hermione.

---Night---

Harry kicked himself to stay awake. Still sitting next to Hermione.

"Harry, you should go sleep. I'll be fine"

"No, you're…"

"Weak. I know Harry but it's not like I'm going anywhere." Hermione smiled. "Please?"

Harry made a slight smile.

He got up and kissed her on the forehead.

"Goodnight Hermione. I'll be back first thing in the morning." He pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear and slid his hand down the side of her face as he walked away.

Harry was asleep on the couch in the common room. He just didn't want to see the stairs then. So asleep, close to morning, he didn't hear Ron sneak pass him and out the door.

The moonlight shown through the windows next to Hermione's bed, but then all went dark when a shadow appeared in front of the light.

"You" Ron said. Peering down at Hermione, he held up a slab and a piece of rope.