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A/N: Yea! My cliffhanger was a good one, huh? I thought so. I had to end the chapter somewhere and that was the best place. I hope everyone reading is enjoying this story. Get ready, this chapter has a twist to it. In my opinion, it only gets better from here.
CHAPTER 5: MISERABLE WITHOUT MIONE
Meanwhile in the Infirmary, three students looked at their best friend. None knowing just what to say. There lay Hermione Granger, Hogwart's Head Girl, the perfect pupil, and the brightest with to pass through the school in a very long time. Looking a ghastly pale color, extremely cold to the touch, and barely with a rise and fall of her chest. She lay there not moving, barely breathing, looking as if death were about to take her. Madam Pomfrey made her way over to check the girl again when Ginny finally spoke.
"Madam Pomfrey? Will she be alright? Have you found out what happened to her?" she asked in a low voice.
The older woman looked at her with sad eyes. "I'm sorry, I don't know what this child has encountered on that train but she was beyond weak when she was brought in here and I have tried everything I can think of! And nothing I give her is helping. All we can do now is wait. And hope."
Taking the mediwitch's advice, they headed back to Gryffindor Tower where students from all years were waiting for a report on the girl's condition. The expressions on the three sad Gryffindor's face clearly stated how serious Hermione's attack was. Days went by, classes passed, yet nothing was the same. Classes were void of a hand constantly in the air, waiting to be called upon. Laughter in the Gryffindor Tower had completely disappeared, and if by some miracle someone did laugh, it was a hollow laugh.
Little did anyone know that when Madam Pomfrey said that they would have to wait, that three weeks later they would still be waiting. The school was quiet, all knowing that Voldemort had returned to power, and all were hoping that the attack that fell upon their prized Head Girl was not the first attack that he had launched. All of the Professors were keeping a tight lip on the subject of Hermione's attack. Finally at the end of the third week after the start of term, all classes were cancelled suddenly and all professors went rushing off. Not one Professor would talk about what was going on or why everyone was in a distraught sense. When classes ended Harry and Ron rushed off and went straight to Gryffindor Tower and grabbed the Invisbility cloak that was in Harry's trunk.
"Bet this is about Hermione?" Ron croaked.
"I don't know Ron, but that's where we're going just in case. Nobody's telling us anything!" Harry said, swinging the cloak over the two of them.
The boys marched straight to the hospital wing, occasionally moving as a Professor came into their path. Once they had successfully made it to their destination, the boys slipped into the Infirmary to see all the teachers surrounding Hermione's bed. As they inched closer, they could see Professor Mcgonagall crying at the sight of her prized pupil as the other teachers talked in hushed voices among themselves. As they edged around the group to see, they both caught the word 'dead' slip from Professor Flitwick's mouth. Without realizing where they were treading, both boys fell to the ground tripping over something unseen making lots of noise. After the cloak was successfully untangled from them, what they saw other than the teachers was why they had fallen. Draco Malfoy was sprawled on the ground, too! An Invisbility cloak lay at his side.
"WHAT IN MERLIN'S NAME IS GOING ON HERE? SHE'S DEAD? WHY WEREN'T WE TOLD THAT SHE WAS DOING SO BADLY? ALL THIS TIME YOU TOLD US NOT TO WORRY. HAVE YOU EVEN BOTHERED TO TELL HER PARENTS THAT SHE WAS ATTACKED? AND WHY IS MALFOY HIDING UNDER AN INVISBILITY CLOAK IN HERE?" Ron roared.
All the Professors looked at the boys in shock, none knowing what to say. They pushed past their teachers scowling and over to Hermione, where their faces softened as if it would help Hermione wake. Everyone watched as each boy placed themselves on different sides of her taking her tiny hands in theirs. These two boys who looked as if they could never be broken, sat silently and brokedown. Quiet tears streamed their faces, then suddenly they both looked to the others in the room. Both boys stood and towered over everyone except for Malfoy (Ron being 6-4 and Harry being 6-2), then as if life didnt matter anymore they began to destroy the Infirmary (every inch except for where and close towhere the dead Hermione lay). The scared Professors scattered so that they were not hit by anything. No amount of threats with detention or explusion could calm either boy. Once the Infirmary was totaled, they turned to Malfoy.
"Just what are you still doing here?..........Why were you here to begin with?.......Nevermind, just get the hell out!" Harry said in a low and menacing growl.
"Sod off, Potter! I've been here for the last three weeks....hiding under my invisbility cloak...." before he could stop himself Malfoy blurted out when both boys lunged at him.
"Ron.....Harry...." came a faint whisper from behind the crowd of teachers.
Everyone in the room seemed to have heard it as well, all at once they turned around to see something that no one thought could be real. There Hermione stood about a foot from her bed looking extremely strange yet so real. Everyone stood still, in shock and uncertain that if they moved towards the girl, that she would vanish forever. Finally, Madam Pomfrey started to take a step towards the ghostly looking girl. The only time she moved was at movement coming to her, causing her to take a wary step backwards and away from the crowd that stood there staring in disbelief.
"Please Hermione! Get in bed." cried Madam Pomfrey.
"Hermione?" came from two angry and confused boys.
"Miss Granger." welcomed Dumbledore and Mcgonagall just cried harder.
Nobody moved and it seemed that she wanted it just that way. Draco Malfoy stood there in absolute terror, unsure of how Hermione was still alive after he watched her die.
Dumbledore made a movement towards her, "Now Miss Granger, you need to get back into bed and let Madam Pomfrey look over you. You have suffered....."
Hermione cut him off, not caring what she suffered from. "NO! I am just fine, please leave me alone!"
Professor Mcgonagall took a step towards her, trying to dry her eyes "Please Miss Granger, let us....."
Hermione made another movement away, "No, no one is touching me!" and with that she vanished into thin air.
Everyone
in the room was confused. You can't apparate inside Hogwarts, but they
were sure that they hadn't seen her ghost. She was alive alright!
That day everyone looked for Hermione. Yet there was no luck. They had checked all of Hermione's favorite spots to go to.While on his search, Draco walked towards the lake. Only one figure sat there. The mysterious beauty from Gryffindor that he had bumped into on the train. He had seen her several days while sitting under his Invisibility cloak in the hospital wing guarding a mudblood that he severely hated. The only good thing about being stuck with her was that neither the Weasel or Scarhead knew he was there spying on their thought to be alone time time the unconsious girl. As much as he wanted to go talk to the beauty that graced the lake scenery,he was on a mission.
Around dinner time, Madam Pomfrey was in her office outside of the Infirmary with a house elf that seem to handle taking care of patients more than working in the kitchens. Before she had left the office to head to the Great Hall, when she felt a powerful energy radiating from the Infirmary. At once she ran out of her office, in the room a moan coming from one of the many beds. Her head went towards the sound, and let out a gasp.
"WINKY! GET THE HEADMASTER!" she screamed to the house elf.
Two minutes later, Dumbledore barged through the doors. "Yes Poppy, what....." he stopped speaking and looked to where her finger was pointing .
"Poppy, please go fetch Potter and the Weasley children. They need to be here."
THANKS TO MY WONDERFUL REVIEWERS. HALFBLOODPRINCE15, USAGIGREENLEAF657, FELTONFAN, STELLA BLU, AND DRAGONBABE37981.
Stella Blu: Hehehehehe. So glad you liked my cliffy! How you like what I've done this time? Was I too cruel? I knew you would like a reviewer thingy, that's why I gave you one. See.... we are so much alike. Only one muggle friend will know that she is a witch, and I have an idea of who I want it to be, but I'm not sure. Should I take a poll? And Blaise was only happy that she 'wasn't' Hermione Granger, so that no one will know that he was in a muggle club.
Dragonbabe379981: I didn't answer you question very well, but this what the deal is. He has to play bodyguard to her. If anything happens to her, it's his fault to Dumbledore, who is making this project part of his grade. But the question is does the Headmaster have something up his sleeve?
HalfBloodPrince15: I did say I had alot already wrote out. Her parents have a secret, which will be revealed in later chapters. I promise that if I don't reveal it within the month, you can flame me to death! Thanks for the compliment for The Posion Apple. I'm trying to name things from fairy tales. The posion apple was from Snow White. If you can think of some names, that would be so great of you. No teenage characters have recieved the dark mark yet. It will come soon.
Hugs from a fruit,Cherry.