♥ No One Left behind ♥
By CrazyChick15
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER! All rights go to J.K Rowling!
Author's note: Thank you for supporting me when reading my story…I love you guys!
Summary: No one knew about Hermione's giant secret…except Draco Malfoy. Pure D/Hr
Chapter 2: Disaster Strikes
Hermione spun around. It was, of course, Draco Malfoy. "What do you want, Malfoy?" Ginny said as calmly as she could, but Hermione knew she was itching to let it out. Malfoy smirked. "Manners, Weasel," He said as he pointed to Dumbledore. "Dumblebore's here, so there's no need to take your wands out." "MALFOY!" said a voice out of nowhere. Draco's smirk now made him look like an ugly old snake trying to smile. "MALFOY!" The voice repeated, this time closer. Hermione could just make out the two figures: Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. Malfoy laughed evilly. "Guess who is head boy?" he asked, pointing to his badge, identical to the one Hermione was wearing (it bore the Hogwarts crest and it was red), but his was green (there were different colors of the badge for each house). Hermione squealed. "I will NOT live in the same dormitory as you! This is – HARRASSMENT!" Malfoy laughed again. "Oh, well, Granger. It's too late." Harry let out a noise somewhere between a shriek and a growl. "What are you going to do, cry? I haven't heard that sound since my baby cousin visited our mansion! He did that, and…I just jinxed him. No one knew who did it, father sorted it out, though. Oh, and er, no one's cried since." Malfoy said as he walked away. Suddenly, all went black.
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Hermione was huddled in a corner, crying. She was nine, but very small for her age. She was muttering to herself…it wasn't comprehensible, except for, "No…" A healer came to her and said, "Up you get, yes that's right, you mustn't do that when you've got…anyway, 'tis bad for the lungs." And up Hermione went, the nurse by her side. Suddenly she screamed out, "NO!"
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Malfoy woke up. He sat up, and looked around. Madam Pomfrey was fussing over him, while healers from Saint Mungo's put Hermione on a magic stretcher. Harry was staring not at Hermione, but Malfoy. When Madam Pomfrey got up, Harry marched over to him. "What did you do," he demanded, and Ginny, who was sitting cross – legged on the floor, stood up. Harry spoke again, but louder. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HERMIONE!" This time, Dumbledore stood up, took out his wand, but it was too late. Harry picked Malfoy up by the neck and lifted him about two feet in the air. There was fury, viciousness in his eyes. "What – Did – You – Do – To –" he started, but he was cut off by Ginny who had suddenly slapped him in the back of the head…HARD. "What the HELL do you think you're doing?" she yelled, and Malfoy was dropped to the ground. He gasped for air – it still felt as though Harry was choking him.