To bewitch the mind
Why Me?
It was dark and peaceful Hermione thought, just floating around in the dark, but she would miss them Harry, Ron and Him. Hermione distantly heard someone call her name, over and over again and someone shaking her. She saw a faint light just ahead of her she would try to go back for them. Suddenly it felt like her lungs were on fire, burning, it was just too much pain. But then she remembered that if she had lungs then she would be able to breath, slowly she took a deep shuddering breath, then another. Hermione didn't want to open her eyes so instead she cried out to whoever was there.
She heard a cry of joy but she still couldn't open her eyes everything was just too bright. She then began to shake violently; it felt like she was having a seizure of some sort. But at once there were hands to steady her and get her through it. Slowly it passed and slowly Hermione opened her eyes. Standing around her were her best friends Harry and Ron and of course Madam Pomfrey also once again Dumbledore. They all wore a look of happiness on their face but Ron had a worried and anxious look.
"Wh . . . What . . . happened?" Hermione asked. She looked around and saw that she was still in Gryffindor side room. The closed and the fire was lit.
"We don't know, we just found you lying here, with the window wide open and the snow drifting through and the fire was out." Harry explained.
"Oh" Hermione said quietly.
"Why did you do it Hermione?" Ron asked. Hermione snapped out of her trance.
"Do what?" She replied puzzled.
"Try to kill yourself" Ron answered quietly. Everyone was now staring at her.
"I . . . I would never do that" Hermione shouted outraged that they would think that "I was in here crying with the window CLOSED and the fire LIT, I went dizzy and collapsed" Hermione felt bad about lying just that little bit but they couldn't find out about him they just couldn't. "How could you think that?" Hermione looked up at Harry and Ron "You've known me for seven years, I would never . . . how could you." Hermione choked out before she ran out of the room tears falling silently down her cheeks.
"Hermione wait!" Harry called out, but to late the damage was done. Dumbledore was staring at Ron thoughtfully then at Harry then last of all the window. "Bye professor" Harry said and Ron echoing his words they both walked out the room. Madam Pomfrey then excused herself and she too left. Finally Dumbledore was left on his own.
He looked at the window and after a second or two he walked over and started to examine it. He couldn't say why but he felt that there was more to the incident than it seemed and he also knew straight away that Hermione was lying. But why though? After a while Dumbledore found what he was looking for, the latch for the window was broken and by the looks of it by a wand. He slowly left the room with an unease settling upon him.
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Hermione lay there just thinking about the days events. What happened? Why did they suspect her of trying to commit suicide? She knew one thing; things were not going her way.
"Why me?" she spoke aloud to the darkness. She felt the familiar wave of sleepiness as she was brought to him. "Why me?" Hermione murmured again before going to sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~*Meanwhile else where ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I won't do it!" He screeched "I won't! I love her too much to do that. MY heart was almost ripped out because of what happened to her today!"
"But she doesn't love you, she is infatuated by that . . . that Dean person" A harsh voice spoke "If she won't stop loving him what can we do? It's for her own good"
A trembling figure lay huddled on the ground, another person shrouded in shadow was sat on a chair before him. "It was a pity that he got caught with the potion when Dean was hit, but he wasn't hurt badly and Dean is now in a coma, make sure that it is permanent or that he dies. She can't love him"
The trembling figure rose off the ground, it looked like that meeting was held in the dungeons, he mumbled a couple of 'yes masters' and left the room. The figure on the chair muttered some words and vanished into thin air. Outside the room came a howl of pain.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A/N: I am so so sorry that my chapters have been really short but I am running out of inspiration so review and give me ideas about what I should do next. Will you ever find out who the mystery man is? Well I know and you will find out and if I can manage to write it right then there could be a twist. Thanks to all that reviewed. I recommend you go and check out brain washed and falling head over heels those are class stories.
Why Me?
It was dark and peaceful Hermione thought, just floating around in the dark, but she would miss them Harry, Ron and Him. Hermione distantly heard someone call her name, over and over again and someone shaking her. She saw a faint light just ahead of her she would try to go back for them. Suddenly it felt like her lungs were on fire, burning, it was just too much pain. But then she remembered that if she had lungs then she would be able to breath, slowly she took a deep shuddering breath, then another. Hermione didn't want to open her eyes so instead she cried out to whoever was there.
She heard a cry of joy but she still couldn't open her eyes everything was just too bright. She then began to shake violently; it felt like she was having a seizure of some sort. But at once there were hands to steady her and get her through it. Slowly it passed and slowly Hermione opened her eyes. Standing around her were her best friends Harry and Ron and of course Madam Pomfrey also once again Dumbledore. They all wore a look of happiness on their face but Ron had a worried and anxious look.
"Wh . . . What . . . happened?" Hermione asked. She looked around and saw that she was still in Gryffindor side room. The closed and the fire was lit.
"We don't know, we just found you lying here, with the window wide open and the snow drifting through and the fire was out." Harry explained.
"Oh" Hermione said quietly.
"Why did you do it Hermione?" Ron asked. Hermione snapped out of her trance.
"Do what?" She replied puzzled.
"Try to kill yourself" Ron answered quietly. Everyone was now staring at her.
"I . . . I would never do that" Hermione shouted outraged that they would think that "I was in here crying with the window CLOSED and the fire LIT, I went dizzy and collapsed" Hermione felt bad about lying just that little bit but they couldn't find out about him they just couldn't. "How could you think that?" Hermione looked up at Harry and Ron "You've known me for seven years, I would never . . . how could you." Hermione choked out before she ran out of the room tears falling silently down her cheeks.
"Hermione wait!" Harry called out, but to late the damage was done. Dumbledore was staring at Ron thoughtfully then at Harry then last of all the window. "Bye professor" Harry said and Ron echoing his words they both walked out the room. Madam Pomfrey then excused herself and she too left. Finally Dumbledore was left on his own.
He looked at the window and after a second or two he walked over and started to examine it. He couldn't say why but he felt that there was more to the incident than it seemed and he also knew straight away that Hermione was lying. But why though? After a while Dumbledore found what he was looking for, the latch for the window was broken and by the looks of it by a wand. He slowly left the room with an unease settling upon him.
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Hermione lay there just thinking about the days events. What happened? Why did they suspect her of trying to commit suicide? She knew one thing; things were not going her way.
"Why me?" she spoke aloud to the darkness. She felt the familiar wave of sleepiness as she was brought to him. "Why me?" Hermione murmured again before going to sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~*Meanwhile else where ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I won't do it!" He screeched "I won't! I love her too much to do that. MY heart was almost ripped out because of what happened to her today!"
"But she doesn't love you, she is infatuated by that . . . that Dean person" A harsh voice spoke "If she won't stop loving him what can we do? It's for her own good"
A trembling figure lay huddled on the ground, another person shrouded in shadow was sat on a chair before him. "It was a pity that he got caught with the potion when Dean was hit, but he wasn't hurt badly and Dean is now in a coma, make sure that it is permanent or that he dies. She can't love him"
The trembling figure rose off the ground, it looked like that meeting was held in the dungeons, he mumbled a couple of 'yes masters' and left the room. The figure on the chair muttered some words and vanished into thin air. Outside the room came a howl of pain.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A/N: I am so so sorry that my chapters have been really short but I am running out of inspiration so review and give me ideas about what I should do next. Will you ever find out who the mystery man is? Well I know and you will find out and if I can manage to write it right then there could be a twist. Thanks to all that reviewed. I recommend you go and check out brain washed and falling head over heels those are class stories.