Here's another short chapter. I know that I'm evil and annoying the hell out of some of my reviewers but I'm taking this story slowly and my writing depends on my mood. Oh well, on with the fic.
Ginny rolled over slowly and groaned. She could feel blinding pain in her face and head when she moved. She opened her eyes tentatively and looked ahead of her. She saw a kitchen cupboard smeared with blood. Many things bout that confused her and she desperately tried to remember what had happened.
Slowly, it dawned on her. Her head snapped round quickly and she gasped at the sight before her. Hermione was sprawled across the floor in a pool of blood. One side of her face was covered in dark, congealed blood which made a horrible contrast with her ghostly pale skin. Her mouth was full of blood, which had dribbled down her chin. Her left eye was open but had rolled backwards so that only the white of it could be seen. Her right was closed and caked in yet more blood.
Ginny looked for signs that Hermione was breathing, but she could see none. She panicked and tried to lift herself off the ground but she was weak and her arms shook under her weight. The movement had opened the wound in her side and she felt warm blood start to ooze from it again.
However, looking at Hermione, she felt that she had to do something. Gritting her teeth, she started to drag herself towards the unconscious girl. Her fingers scrabbled for grip on the smooth flags off the floor and her feet slipped behind her but eventually she made it.
She tried to call for help but pain shot through her head and she almost blacked out. Ginny was desperate now, all she could think about was Hermione, there on the floor, suffering because of her. It hurt so much to think about it.
She searched the floor until she found a wand. It was Hermione's, she must have dropped it earlier. She placed the tip to her throat and whispered, as painlessly as she could.
'Sonorus'
Recovering quickly from the pain this had caused her, Ginny braced herself and screamed as loud as she could. She reeled from the pain and her head, once again, slammed into the stone floor. Ginny reached out her hand, trying to find Hermione in the darkness that clouded her vision.