Invisible Hero Chapter 15, a harry potter fanfic

Invisible Hero: Chapter 15

By: Teenlaunch

alliecat326- Okay!

jade-snake- Glad someone likes where it's going...

invisible2u- Thanks for all the praise!

crimsonskie- I see that...

Luthein- Load off of my shoulders.

PinkTribeChick- Yes, only a bit though! I'm making her out to be a dunce in this story...opps...

a/n: Well, finally another chapter. I just wrote another story I've wanted to do for a while and I'm having major writer's block in the Inuyasha section of mind. If anyone has a request story or an idea for a story with Inuyasha and Kagome please tell me! Thanks! Fifteenth installment!

" 'Ere ya are! St. Mungo's! Anythin' else we can do ya for?" Stan asked as Ron and Hermione disembarked from the bus.

"No thanks. We'll see you later!" Hermione smiled.

" 'K, hit it, Ern!" Ron and Hermione waved until, with a loud bang, the Knight Bus disappeared.

"Glad that's over with," Ron muttered as he and Hermione entered St. Mungo's and approached the front desk.

"Hello, and welcome to St. Mungo's! How may I help you?" A witch asked from behind the desk.

"Yes. Can you tell us which room Draco Malfoy is in?" Hermione asked. The witch's smile faltered.

"I'm sorry. He is allowed no visitors. Only Arthur and Josh are to see him."

"We were sent to see Draco by Dumbledore." Hermione watched as the witch contemplated over what to do. "I am also cousin to Josh Granger."

"I'm Arthur Weasley's son. Can we go now?" Ron asked.

"Well, I..." The witch didn't answer.

"What seems to be the problem, Joy?" A mediwizard walked up behind the nurse.

"Oh, Sir, these kids say they were sent to see Draco Malfoy." The mediwizard frowned slightly.

"Why haven't you let them go?"

"He is not to see anyone, Sir."

"I know that. I was the one who ordered that to everyone." The mediwizard turned to Ron and Hermione. "I will take you to Draco's room. Please, follow me." He led them to the stairs. There was a line for the lifts. Joy watched them go angrily. The three climbed the stairs slowly. "So, are you friends of Draco's?"

"You could say that," Hermione said. Ron scowled. "I'm sorry. I never caught your name."

"Oh, so sorry. I'm Mediwizard Paine, but please call me Mr. Paine. I have been Draco's doctor since he came here. Who, may I ask, are you?"

"Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley." Hermione pointed to herself and Ron who was at the top of the stairs. Ron peered down at Mr. Paine.

"Is this the right floor?" Ron asked. Mr. Paine nodded. Ron opened the door and stepped into the hall, closely followed by Mr. Paine and Hermione.

"Let me see him first," Mr. Paine said. He walked down the hall and turned into one of the rooms.

"So, what if he doesn't recognize us, like Stan said?" Ron asked.

"I don't think he has amnesia, Ron," Hermione said.

"Yeah, but- "

"Heads up!" Someone yelled. Ron whipped around and was instantly run over by a meal cart. He flew across the floor, hitting his head on a door.

"Ron, Ron! Are you okay?" Hermione ran over to him.

"I- HATE- STARS!" Ron yelled, trying to stand. His head came in contact with a doorknob. "Ow...Alright," Ron crawled from beneath the door, muttering, "whose door is this?" Ron faced the door, but it was no longer closed. Lockhart was standing there, staring at Ron. "Gah! Um, sorry!" Ron sprinted to Draco's door where Mr. Paine was standing. Hermione came up to Ron.

"Are you alright?" Mr. Paine asked.

"I'm- just-fine," Ron said through gritted teeth.

"Is Draco awake?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, yes, very awake! I didn't tell him he has visitors. I thought you might like to surprise him." Ron and Hermione walked into Draco's room to find Draco sitting in bed, dressed completely in black. His guitar was on his lap, his eyes were closed, and he was singing softly.

I'm reaching deeper down inside of me

For answers to questions, honesty

I feel like I've fallen from a state of grace

I know that I can't run from my mistakes

Where do you go when you've gone too far

You open up your arms

I want to believe that love has the heart to

Take me home

Take me back home

Forgiveness, a sweet kiss is all I need from you

So hold me cuz only you can pull me through

I'm fighting, I'm crying, calling out your name

I want to live a life that shows the change

Where do you go when you've gone too far

You open up your arms

I want to believe that love has the heart to

Take me home

Take me back home

When the lies have consumed you

So thick you can hardly move through

When you don't recognize your face

You pray for redemption day

I know that I can't run from my mistakes

Where do you go when you've gone too far

You open up your arms

I want to believe that love has the heart to

Take me home

Take me back

Where do you go when you've gone too far

You open up your arms

I want to believe that love has the heart to

Take me home

Take me back home

As the last chord faded away, Ron and Hermione clapped. Draco turned, obviously surprised, and smiled as his gaze met Hermione's. Bandages were all over his face and arms. "Hello, Hermione. I didn't expect to see you here."

"Ahem," Ron said indignantly.

"Oh, you too, Weasley. So," Draco said as he turned back to Hermione, while putting his guitar away. "What brings you here?"

"Dumbledore sent us with this letter from Snape." Hermione handed him the roll of parchment. He took it gingerly and unrolled it. He read it quickly and frowned.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked.

"Nothing." Draco looked around the room. "Darn, no parchment, ink, or quill! Hm..."

"I'll go see if I can find some." Hermione walked out of the room and closed the door.

"Good, now we can talk, privately." Ron moved closer to Draco's bed. "I just saved your neck, I think..."

"What? What's you do?"

"I took a leaf out of your book."

"Took a...what?" Draco's eyes widened. "You- you- "

"That's right!"

"You- you didn't say anything, did you?"

"No! I stood at the window, let her see me, and disappeared." Draco sighed heavily.

"Thank goodness! Wait, but I told her- "

"Make something up!"

"Fine. Thanks, I guess. She'll still figure it out, you know."

"Hey, I helped as much as I could. It's up to you now."

"Gee, thanks." Ron held up a hand. There was the sound of soft footstep. Ron raced across the room and leaned casually against the wall. Hermione walked in carrying a piece of parchment, an ink well, and a quill.

"Here," Hermione muttered, handing Draco the items.

"Thanks."

"Hey, Draco," Hermione after a minute. "Have you had any company besides Mr. Weasley and Josh?"

"No," Draco said as he wrote. "That is, unless you count the press. I wish I was out of here and I've only been awake two days."

"Have you asked Mr. Paine when you can leave?"

"Yeah, he said probably next week, but I'm not counting on it."

Hermione was about to ask something else when she heard a scratching noise, followed by a low yipping noise. "What's that?" Draco froze. Ron's eyes flew to Draco. Draco covered his mouth and started coughing loudly. "What the- "

"Go get him some water and hurry!" Ron pushed Hermione out the door and slammed it. Draco jumped out of bed and walked slowly to a closet. He opened the door, picked up a small black ball, and put it in a box. He closed the door and in bed. He stared up his coughing fit again as Hermione walked in the room. She handed him a glass and he took it carefully.

"Thanks, much better."

"I bet," Hermione muttered.

I know, that wasn't much of a chapter. I'm really sorry about how late I am. I just started High School. Thanks for bearing with me.

'...I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you cme to visit me.'

-Jesus of Nazareth

-Matthew 25:36

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