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A/N : Hi, guys !!! I'm sorry I haven't updated for so long but my computer was broken...but now I've got a new one ! So there will be a lot of new chapters !!! Thanks to all my rewievers !! Well, on with the show....
CHAPTER - 4
-- So what you wanted to tell me, Ron ?
-- Well, I... look out !
-- What ? And that's all ?! How stupid ! I guess it took you a long time to think it up !
-- No ! Behind you !!! - Ron shouted and jumped forward. In the next moment he was standing right before Hermione trying to protect her with himself from a huge manticore rushing to them. But there was nothing he could do. Manticore rejected him aside and now it was near Hermione. Horror captured her and she felt that she couldn't even move.
Ron was unconscious so he couldn't help her but Harry could. He heard a very familliar scream and soon was running as fast as he could to help Hermione. When he got to the place where Hermione was he realised that he has forgotten his wand in Gryffindore tower. Hermione was lying on the ground not moving. Harry couldn't figure out was she dead or not. Anyway he must do something ! So he did the first thing that came into his head : he hit manticore with his right leg. Manticore turned and looked at him with hungry eyes. Harry moved backwards but a terrible creature was faster. Manticore's teeth thrusted into his right arm. He screamed from a terrible pain. A dark red blood was pouring down from his wound. He kicked terrible creature with his leg with all forse he had. Manticore howled loudly, let go Harry's arm and ran back into the dark forest. Harry was searching for the reason why manticore ran away but then he remembered about Ron and 'Mione.
Harry forgot about a sharp pain in his hand and ran to Ron. He was alive but uncoscious. Then he rushed to Hermione. It was too late...manticore stinged her with it's poisoned tail. But still there was something strange... the poison of manticore could kill anyone in an instant but Hermione was alive. She was breathing. Harry took her from the cold wet ground into his arms and started to go to Hogwarts as fast as he could.
He reached the infirmery very fast. Madam Pomfrey was in the corner holding some of the bottles with poitions. She didn't even mentioned Harry with Hermione in his hands. Her attention was consentrated only on her retorts.
-- Madam Pomfrey, I need help !! - he screamed to pay attention to himself.
Doctor turned around and was in shock when she saw Hermione Granger. She got used to cure Mr. Potter but Miss Granger visited infirmery not too often.
-- Tell me, Mr. Potter the manticore was old or young ? - she asked.
-- I don't know ! There was no time to ask ! - Harry shouted with sarcasm in his voice.
Madam Pomfrey looked closely at the place where Hermione was stinged and then looked at Harry with a calm face.
-- Oh, she's lucky ! It was a young one. She's gonna be okay, Mr.Potter. I'll give her the right potion and she'll be alright.
-- Are you sure ?
-- 'Course ! Hardly ever could I be a good doctor if I didn't know that ! Now, let me see your hand.
-- No, I'm okay...really. It's just a scrab. - Harry said. He took Hermione's palm and took a deep breath. "She's gonna be alright..." - he said to himself.
-- If you don't feel pain it doesn't mean that your wound isn't serious ! I command you to give me your arm !! Or I'll use my wand ! - she said trying to hold her laugh back.
Unwillingly Harry streched madam Pomfrey his arm. In fact the pain was terrible but Hermione's condition was more important to him at that moment. She was the most precious to him and he couldn't loose her. He was looking at her calm face feeling horror. It was like she was dead. He felt like she has gone somewhere leaving him here all alone.
-- And you're telling me it's nothing ?!! It's a really serious wound ! Your blood can be infected !
-- How can it be infected ? - Harry asked.
-- Oh, you think manticore cleans her teath ?! - madam Pomfrey answered again with sarcasm in her voice.
-- Oh ! I forgot ! Ron is still lying on the field unconscious ! I thought that it would be better to bring Hermione first. I couldn't bring both of them with injured arm.
-- Calm down, Mr. Potter ! You did the right thing.
-- Ok. But what about Ron ?
-- Wait a minute. Stay here and don't go anywhere.
Harry noded. Madam Pomfrey went outside into the corridore and caught a student. She told him to bring proffesor Lupin to her. Then she came back.
-- Come here Potter, you're loosing too much blood. Do you feel weakness ?
-- Yeah, a little.
-- So I thought.
She took a bottle with a strange potion and started to process his wound. Then she took bandage and started to tie up his hand.
-- There. I guess now you're gonna be okay.
-- Madam Pomfrey ?
-- Yes ?
-- Can I sit with her ?
-- Course ! Lie down on the next bed.
-- No-no, I'd better sit here beside her.
-- As you wish.
Suddenly professor Lupin ran into the infirmery.
-- Madam Pomfrey ! You wanted to see me ?
-- Yes, Reamus. Can you bring Ron here to me, please ?
-- Ron ? Ron Weasley ? What do you mean " bring " him ?
-- He's lying unconscious on the Quidditch field. Mantisore attacked Harry, Hermione and Ron.
-- Manticore ?! Are they alright ?
-- Sure, Reamus. They're fine. Now, can you do this for me ?
-- 'Course ! I'll be right there !
-- Ok, I...
But Harry couldn't hear anything else. He suddenly felt his eyes closing...and he fell asleep....
* * *
So, many days passed. Harry spent a whole week near Hermione. Madam Pomfrey was satisfied with Ron's condition so she let him go. I must say that Ron left with great reluctance. Deep in his heart he wanted to be with Hermione but not as much as Harry. He loved her. Not like Ron did. He loved her with all his heart. And his soul was full of happiness when he was near her. Soon Harry was forced to leave too. He should visit the infirmary again in the afternoon on another bandaging. A week passed but his wound looked like he was just bitten by that bloody manticore. Madam Pomfrey was worried about him... he was loosing a lot of blood every day. So no wonder he was very weak... and very pale, like Malfoy... Anyway he looked terrible.
Ron caught the right moment to visit Hermione - when Harry left, and made his way into the infirmary. He sat on a chair beside her and took her right hand. He was blaming himself for what had happend. Anyway it was him who brought her there. "And all this because of me..." - he thought.
Suddenly he felt her hand moving. Hermione awoke. She saw Ron siting near her and smiled.
-- Ron, you saved me ! I'm so glad that you're alive !
-- But I... I'm...
-- Thank you ! - she hugged him again. Ron was so happy that he couldn't say anything. He only put his arms around her inhaling aroma of her hair. For a moment both of them forgot about Harry who in fact saved both of them. But only for a moment. Harry walked into the infirmary. He could see only Hermione's face and she was looking at him with a confused expression on her face. Probadly she was trying to figure out why his arm was bandaged and all in blood. Madam Pomfrey met him at the threshold.
-- Oh, at last, Potter ! You came ! Sit here. Your arm was bleeding all morning ? - she asked.
-- Yeah.
-- That's bad...really. I think it's time to send an owl to St. Mungo's Hospital. We need a special lequid. Mr. Weasley, I think it's time for you to go on your lessons...
-- Oh, yeah, right, I better be going. Buy, 'Mione.
Ron left so there were only three persons in the infirmary - Harry, madam Pomfrey and Hermione who were looking at Harry all the time. Madam Pomfrey was looking for the bottle with some special potion.
- Ah ! Here it is ! Drink it, Potter ! This potion will increase quantity of blood in your body...
Harry took the bottle, drank the lequid and noticed that it's as bad as the others on taste.
- Ok, now, sit here for awhile and please, don't move or there will be too much blood in your body. - with this words she left the infirmery.
Harry nodded and tryed to sit still. But it was very difficult 'cause he could feel that Hermione was looking at him all the time. He was fighting with himself weather he must look at her too or not.
- What happend to you ? - 'Mione asked. She couldn't keep silence no longer.
A/N : Hi, guys !!! I'm sorry I haven't updated for so long but my computer was broken...but now I've got a new one ! So there will be a lot of new chapters !!! Thanks to all my rewievers !! Well, on with the show....
CHAPTER - 4
-- So what you wanted to tell me, Ron ?
-- Well, I... look out !
-- What ? And that's all ?! How stupid ! I guess it took you a long time to think it up !
-- No ! Behind you !!! - Ron shouted and jumped forward. In the next moment he was standing right before Hermione trying to protect her with himself from a huge manticore rushing to them. But there was nothing he could do. Manticore rejected him aside and now it was near Hermione. Horror captured her and she felt that she couldn't even move.
Ron was unconscious so he couldn't help her but Harry could. He heard a very familliar scream and soon was running as fast as he could to help Hermione. When he got to the place where Hermione was he realised that he has forgotten his wand in Gryffindore tower. Hermione was lying on the ground not moving. Harry couldn't figure out was she dead or not. Anyway he must do something ! So he did the first thing that came into his head : he hit manticore with his right leg. Manticore turned and looked at him with hungry eyes. Harry moved backwards but a terrible creature was faster. Manticore's teeth thrusted into his right arm. He screamed from a terrible pain. A dark red blood was pouring down from his wound. He kicked terrible creature with his leg with all forse he had. Manticore howled loudly, let go Harry's arm and ran back into the dark forest. Harry was searching for the reason why manticore ran away but then he remembered about Ron and 'Mione.
Harry forgot about a sharp pain in his hand and ran to Ron. He was alive but uncoscious. Then he rushed to Hermione. It was too late...manticore stinged her with it's poisoned tail. But still there was something strange... the poison of manticore could kill anyone in an instant but Hermione was alive. She was breathing. Harry took her from the cold wet ground into his arms and started to go to Hogwarts as fast as he could.
He reached the infirmery very fast. Madam Pomfrey was in the corner holding some of the bottles with poitions. She didn't even mentioned Harry with Hermione in his hands. Her attention was consentrated only on her retorts.
-- Madam Pomfrey, I need help !! - he screamed to pay attention to himself.
Doctor turned around and was in shock when she saw Hermione Granger. She got used to cure Mr. Potter but Miss Granger visited infirmery not too often.
-- Tell me, Mr. Potter the manticore was old or young ? - she asked.
-- I don't know ! There was no time to ask ! - Harry shouted with sarcasm in his voice.
Madam Pomfrey looked closely at the place where Hermione was stinged and then looked at Harry with a calm face.
-- Oh, she's lucky ! It was a young one. She's gonna be okay, Mr.Potter. I'll give her the right potion and she'll be alright.
-- Are you sure ?
-- 'Course ! Hardly ever could I be a good doctor if I didn't know that ! Now, let me see your hand.
-- No, I'm okay...really. It's just a scrab. - Harry said. He took Hermione's palm and took a deep breath. "She's gonna be alright..." - he said to himself.
-- If you don't feel pain it doesn't mean that your wound isn't serious ! I command you to give me your arm !! Or I'll use my wand ! - she said trying to hold her laugh back.
Unwillingly Harry streched madam Pomfrey his arm. In fact the pain was terrible but Hermione's condition was more important to him at that moment. She was the most precious to him and he couldn't loose her. He was looking at her calm face feeling horror. It was like she was dead. He felt like she has gone somewhere leaving him here all alone.
-- And you're telling me it's nothing ?!! It's a really serious wound ! Your blood can be infected !
-- How can it be infected ? - Harry asked.
-- Oh, you think manticore cleans her teath ?! - madam Pomfrey answered again with sarcasm in her voice.
-- Oh ! I forgot ! Ron is still lying on the field unconscious ! I thought that it would be better to bring Hermione first. I couldn't bring both of them with injured arm.
-- Calm down, Mr. Potter ! You did the right thing.
-- Ok. But what about Ron ?
-- Wait a minute. Stay here and don't go anywhere.
Harry noded. Madam Pomfrey went outside into the corridore and caught a student. She told him to bring proffesor Lupin to her. Then she came back.
-- Come here Potter, you're loosing too much blood. Do you feel weakness ?
-- Yeah, a little.
-- So I thought.
She took a bottle with a strange potion and started to process his wound. Then she took bandage and started to tie up his hand.
-- There. I guess now you're gonna be okay.
-- Madam Pomfrey ?
-- Yes ?
-- Can I sit with her ?
-- Course ! Lie down on the next bed.
-- No-no, I'd better sit here beside her.
-- As you wish.
Suddenly professor Lupin ran into the infirmery.
-- Madam Pomfrey ! You wanted to see me ?
-- Yes, Reamus. Can you bring Ron here to me, please ?
-- Ron ? Ron Weasley ? What do you mean " bring " him ?
-- He's lying unconscious on the Quidditch field. Mantisore attacked Harry, Hermione and Ron.
-- Manticore ?! Are they alright ?
-- Sure, Reamus. They're fine. Now, can you do this for me ?
-- 'Course ! I'll be right there !
-- Ok, I...
But Harry couldn't hear anything else. He suddenly felt his eyes closing...and he fell asleep....
* * *
So, many days passed. Harry spent a whole week near Hermione. Madam Pomfrey was satisfied with Ron's condition so she let him go. I must say that Ron left with great reluctance. Deep in his heart he wanted to be with Hermione but not as much as Harry. He loved her. Not like Ron did. He loved her with all his heart. And his soul was full of happiness when he was near her. Soon Harry was forced to leave too. He should visit the infirmary again in the afternoon on another bandaging. A week passed but his wound looked like he was just bitten by that bloody manticore. Madam Pomfrey was worried about him... he was loosing a lot of blood every day. So no wonder he was very weak... and very pale, like Malfoy... Anyway he looked terrible.
Ron caught the right moment to visit Hermione - when Harry left, and made his way into the infirmary. He sat on a chair beside her and took her right hand. He was blaming himself for what had happend. Anyway it was him who brought her there. "And all this because of me..." - he thought.
Suddenly he felt her hand moving. Hermione awoke. She saw Ron siting near her and smiled.
-- Ron, you saved me ! I'm so glad that you're alive !
-- But I... I'm...
-- Thank you ! - she hugged him again. Ron was so happy that he couldn't say anything. He only put his arms around her inhaling aroma of her hair. For a moment both of them forgot about Harry who in fact saved both of them. But only for a moment. Harry walked into the infirmary. He could see only Hermione's face and she was looking at him with a confused expression on her face. Probadly she was trying to figure out why his arm was bandaged and all in blood. Madam Pomfrey met him at the threshold.
-- Oh, at last, Potter ! You came ! Sit here. Your arm was bleeding all morning ? - she asked.
-- Yeah.
-- That's bad...really. I think it's time to send an owl to St. Mungo's Hospital. We need a special lequid. Mr. Weasley, I think it's time for you to go on your lessons...
-- Oh, yeah, right, I better be going. Buy, 'Mione.
Ron left so there were only three persons in the infirmary - Harry, madam Pomfrey and Hermione who were looking at Harry all the time. Madam Pomfrey was looking for the bottle with some special potion.
- Ah ! Here it is ! Drink it, Potter ! This potion will increase quantity of blood in your body...
Harry took the bottle, drank the lequid and noticed that it's as bad as the others on taste.
- Ok, now, sit here for awhile and please, don't move or there will be too much blood in your body. - with this words she left the infirmery.
Harry nodded and tryed to sit still. But it was very difficult 'cause he could feel that Hermione was looking at him all the time. He was fighting with himself weather he must look at her too or not.
- What happend to you ? - 'Mione asked. She couldn't keep silence no longer.