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Harry didn't sleep that night…or the next. He was afraid too. And no lie, Hermione was too. It's been the strangest thing. Harry didn't want to sleep because, he wanted to protect her.
The next few days were normal. Well, as normal as Hogwarts can be. Ron broke his wand again and of course tried to use. Hagrid ended up sending him to the hospital wing for, shall I say, lack of bones.
Harry and Hermione were just about to say "Lemon Feather." Of course it sounds weird but aren't all the passwords for the common room painting odd? Man, good thing they didn't say it or else a wicked human being…nah, let me rephrase…a wicked tyrant came walking past.
Malfoy laughed at the sight of Hermione in bandages. Not even knowing what for he started his taunting.
"Oh lookie here fellows. Poor ole little Hermione got herself hurt. What is it? A tiny prick in the extremity?" Crabbe and Goyle stood there silent. Until Malfoy purposely coughed, informing them to laugh at his joke.
"Lookie here Harry. Malfoy knows a big word" Hermione replied. Harry laughed, AND Crabbe and Goyle. All Malfoy could do was smirk and walk away, leaving Harry and Hermione to their previous business.
So comfy. Warm bed sheets and a soft pillow. For the 1st time in days, Harry was sound asleep. Nothing could wake him up. Except the hollers of a desperate 5th year.
"Harry! Harry! Oh wake up! Harry!" Ginny was yelling in his ear. A high pitched squeal caught Harry's attention, but it wasn't Ginny's voice. Harry abruptly sat up and turned to Ginny.
"Ginny, where's Hermione?" Harry asked in the blink of an eye.
"That's why I have been trying to get you up! Hermione, slits are just…appearing on her and she's asleep!" Ginny hastily explained.
Harry shot out of bed and followed Ginny.
When they finally got to Hermione, sure enough, cuts were just appearing on her. She was thrashing in bed crying out. Her clothes was slashed. Harry ran to the bed and grabbed her shoulders. Trying to shake her awake the trashing was too much and threw Harry off.
Ginny was worried sick when she looked at Harry on the floor.
"What do we do?" She inquired. Harry looked up at her.
"Try again." He replied.
He got up and darted to the bed again. This time, grabbing her shoulders and held on for the ride. Harry was shaking her as hard as he could to wake her up and Hermione was accidentally shaking him.
Bit by bit, the trembling came to a stop as Hermione eyes slowly open.
"Harry? Harry? Where's Harry?" Hermione said weakly.
"It's okay, it will be alright Hermione, I'm right here." Harry whispered.
Seeing the blood run down Hermione's arms and stomach, Ginny was in shock.
"Come on, we have to get her to the hospital wing." Ginny said while she staggered to the bed.
"No! We can't! It looks too suspicious. Madame Pomfrey already thinks there's something fishy going on." Harry bellowed and put his arm out to stop Ginny.
Harry turned around and looked back at Hermione.
"Oh Hermione" Harry whispered to himself, looking at her lying in the bed. The sheets stained with blood.
He picked her up, resulting in Hermione giving a sharp intake of breath from the pain. He carried he downstairs and told Ginny to get the Emergency First Aid Kit for the common room.
He laid Hermione on the couch. He looked at his arms and hands. They were covered with her blood.
After an hour half of Hermione's body was wrapped in bandages. She still wasn't very conscious.
Ginny was almost falling asleep in the arm chair.
"Ginny, she going to be fine now. You can go back to bed if you want. You're already falling asleep in the chair." Harry said.
"No. no, it's a weekend tomorrow, I don't need to get up early." She responded groggily.
"Ginny" Harry said.
"Fine fine." She said as she started to walk back. Harry turned back around but then suddenly her a clunk. He turned back around…she ran into the wall.
"I'm good, I'm good." She said, resuming her walk to bed.
Harry smiled and laughed but turned around when her heard a faint voice.
"Harry? Where's Harry?" Hermione was woozily saying.
Harry took hold of her hands.
"I'm here Hermione. What do you want?"
"A hug" She answered.
"What ever you want." He said. He bent down and wrapped his arms around her and embraced her. She slowly lifted her arms and wrapped her arms around him. They didn't let go for nearly an hour. Harry held on to her as tight as he could without hurting her. Hermione soon fell asleep. I mean, almost being slashed to death would make anyone tired.
As soon as Harry noticed she was fast asleep, he let go. He pushed a piece of hair behind her ear and gently kissed her on the forehead. He leaned back up and stared at her sleeping as he thought to himself.
Hermione, what is happening?