MWAHAHAHA!!! I NOW HOLD IN MY HAND A CHERRY JOLLER RANCHER LOLLY POP!!!!
OK, I'm sorry it's not "next weekend" anymore… But with Thanksgiving and then all my new projects and thingies to work on it's been hectic… Anyway… here I go again, multitasking (homework and writing) so please review!
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"Healer Granger! Healer Granger!"
Hermione could hear some one calling from behind. "What now?" she thought.
The voice was unmistakably Archie's. Hermione turned around to see what the matter was and waited until Archie met up to where she was standing. The poor man was so out of breath his words weren't even coming out together, but far apart.
"He's….. moaning….!" He panted.
"Moaning?"
"Yes… he's moaning!"
Hermione didn't need to ask who, it couldn't have been Harry but only Murphy. "What could possibly be wrong with him?" she asked herself on her way over to the room. But when she got there Murphy was completely fine working frantically away on a map for their next escape attempt.
She turned her Archie and spoke, "From what I can see Archie, he's not moaning…"
"But he is!!!" Archie complained, and as soon as he spoke his last words Harry let out another moan.
Hermione froze. Harry was moving! It could have easily been a spasm, but why think of such things when he could have been waking up. Slowly she made her way over there, Archie and Murphy just staring at her.
Harry's expression was one of pain, but his eyes were open…
"Harry?" Hermione whispered.
Harry turned to look at her, and after a while opened his mouth to answer, "Who are you?"
Hermione collapsed.
K, please review, sorry it's short, I'm starting the next chapter soon :D, and that'll be up ASAP! Tootles!
