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OMG! Thank you all so much for the reviews! I'm sorry I did what I did in the last chapter, but I think Hermione would always put her education first. I hope the characters aren't too OOC, I'm trying to keep everyone in character. If I'm failing at it, just let me know and I'll try harder in future chapters.

Chapter 4

Ginny woke up as soon as she could smell her mothers cooking. She sat up and rubbed her eyes, yawning. She looked over to Hermione to find her still sleeping. Ginny thought it was unusual for her friend to sleep longer than her, but you couldn't be sure with Hermione. After all, she did get up a lot earlier yesterday, perhaps she was just tired.

Ginny's stomach rumbled loudly, telling her it was time to eat. She stood up out of bed and made her way downstairs to the kitchen.

"Good morning dear, where's Hermione?" Mrs Weasley was setting down a plate in front of Ron.

"She's still in bed, mum." Ginny sat down at the table, reaching for a piece of toast.

"Well, we're all going out today, so could you wake her and let her know?"

Ginny sighed, putting down her toast, before heading back upstairs to wake Hermione.

The room was still dark and Ginny could make out the outline of Hermione. She called her name a few times, before she opened the curtains when she got no response.

She stood next to her bed, with a worried look across her features. Hermione had always been pale, but she was never a deathly white. Unnerved by the loss of colour, she pulled back Hermione's covers and let out a scream.

The whole bottom half of Hermione, from the waist down, was covered in blood. Ginny was in hysterics by the time Mrs Weasley came rushinginto the room, followed closely by Ron and Harry. Harry was trying to calm Ginny down, looking at his best friend slowly losing her life's blood. Mrs Weasley and Ron were just as panicked. Harry was the calmest of them all, as he sat Ginny down on her bed, he ran out the room to find Remus.

He was still in the kitchen, looking worried.

"Someone's bleeding aren't they? I can smell it. Are they ok?"

Harry nodded and replied, "It's Hermione, I don't know what's happened to her, but it's bad, we need to get her treated as soon as possible."

Remus nodded. "I'll floo St Mungo's and let them know. You go back upstairs and try and calm them down, ok?"

"Right." Harry ran back upstairs, barely registering the fact that no one had moved. They were all in shock. Calmly, he placed a hand on Mrs Weasley's shoulder and spoke to her.

"Remus is alerting St Mungo's, someone should be here soon, you should sit down." Carefully, he steered her over to sit next to Ginny, who threw her arms around her mother, crying uncontrollably.

Next, he went to Ron, who was still looking at Hermione, looking heart broken.

"Ron? Please, look away, look at me."

Ron slowly turned to face Harry. "Mione? Wha.. what's up with her, mate?" His voice shook, unshed tears in his eyes.

Harry didn't know what to do. He had to be strong, but it was so hard when one of his friends was lying in front of him, bleeding to death. He took a deep breath to calm himself.

"It's going to be ok, Ron, don't worry. Our Mione's a fighter, she'll be alright." He wasn't sure who he was convincing.

Suddenly two healers came into the room and rushed over to where Hermione was lying. They checked her over, then conjured a stretcher, levitated her body onto it and left the room. A third healer came in, holding Calming draughts and gave one to each of them.

Harry noticed a piece of parchment on Hermione's bedside table. He picked it up, examining it. It was a list of ingredients. He knew it had some importance, so he put it in his pocket, for later use. Another item caught his eye. It was an empty vial, on the floor next to Hermione's bed. He picked it up, noticing there was still a small amount of silver liquid in it. He pocketed that as well.

The healer had finished looking them over and left, just as Remus walked in.

"They said it was pretty bad and that they had to take her to the hospital to do tests to determine what happened."

"Can we go there?" This came from Ginny, who was still holding onto Mrs Weasley.

"Of course we will. First, I'll have to clean up here and find some spare clothes for her," Mrs Weasley replied, going into mother mode once more.

In less than ten minutes, everyone had changed and was ready to leave for St Mungo's.

They were sat in a waiting room and had been there for an hour. Harry remembered the things he found and excused himself. He found a doctor coming out of the room Hermione was in.

"Excuse me."

The doctor turned around, obviously annoyed. "What is it, I'm very busy."

"I'm sorry, but you're working on my friend and I've found some things that may help you figure out what's wrong with her," Harry replied, pulling out the vial and parchment and handed them to the doctor.

He took them from Harry and examined the ingredients. He gasped, turned around and ran back into the room without so much as a 'thank you.'

Harry turned and walked back to the waiting room, with a feeling of dread in the pit of his stomach. The parchment had obviously unnerved the doctor. What the hell had Hermione done to herself?

Another half an hour of waiting left everyone anxious and nervous. A doctor walked in and everyone jumped up.

"Mrs Weasley?"

Mrs Weasley pushed Harry and Ron aside and looked at the doctor.

"Yes? Is she ok?"

"She is going to be fine..."

Everyone sighed in relief.

"But that list that you gave me," he looked at Harry, "was how we found out what was wrong. You see, Miss Granger had found an ancient potion for abortions."

At this everyone looked surprised and shocked.

"No way! Hermione wasn't pregnant! She couldn't have been, she didn't even have a boyfriend!" Ron shouted.

The doctor held up his hand. "She may not have wanted to tell you. But I've seen others who have used this potion before. She will survive, but she must have been willing to do anything to get rid of her child. This potion is dark, very dark. I comes with consequences, I'm afraid."

"What do you mean, consequences?" Harry asked.

"Well, I'm sorry to have to tell you all this, but I'm afraid that the potion Miss Granger took, not only killed the child, but also destroyed her womb and ovaries. She will never be able to carry another child again."

Ooh, another chapter up! I decided to put this one up earlier because I was bored, so I thought that I would be nice and not keep you guys in suspense. Thank you for the reviews, they are what motivated me to write this! There will be another update soon, so please review!