The Spell That Binds
Chapter 3 : The Infirmary
A/N: I am sooooo sorry it took me so long to post the new chapter! I've had problems with family so I haven't had a chance to update. If this seems short I'll make the next chapter longer :)
Disclaimer: All Characters belong to J.K. Rowling...Yup
Hermione stared in horror at the sight before her. Ginny had now collapsed upon a newly formed pile of blood, but she still remained conscious.
"Ginny! I'm so sorr-"
"Not now Hermione! Can we please just go to the infirmary and get this fixed up? I'd rather not be in a loss of the arm!"
Suddenly a girlish scream echoed through the common room.
"Ginny, really, I wouldn't have expected you to scream about this! I mean, you've already seen the blood and everything," said Hermione rolling her eyes.
"Actually, I believe that was Ron," she said pointing over to the hyperventilating teen that was now frantically running around the room.
Hermione put her hand to her forehead. Of all the times to go mental on her, this was certainly not the time. She could feel the throbbing in her head as everything that had just happened replayed in her head. 'How could I have gotten so mad at Ron?' She quickly diverted her mind back to Ginny. The main concern now was to get Ginny's arm fixed. Hermione cringed when she heard a "thud".
"Harry! Ron! Stop gaping at her and come help me. We need to bring Ginny to the infirmary quick before anything else happens to her."
Harry flicked back into reality.
"Hermione! We need to help Ginny! She's fainted!"
Hermione slapped her forehead again when another thud sounded. She looked to the source of the sound and found Ron laying unconscious.
"Accio FIREBOLT! " The frazzled brunette yelled pointing towards Harry's dorm.
'I swear! I'm surrounded by idiots!' Hermione thought as she hoisted Ginny upon Harry's broom.
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With her free hand, Hermione pushed open the doors to the Infirmary. Madame Pomfrey was handing a potion to a student who looked as if he had added an incorrect ingredient to a potion. Once the student had drunken the potion, the medi-witch looked up to see no other than her favorite students.
"Oi! You three again?" Hermione frantically motioned towards Ginny when she saw Madame Pomfrey scowling at her.
"What on earth happened here?"
Hermione gulped. As a prefect, she shouldn't have been involved in the ruckus that occurred earlier in the common room.
"Well, Ron and I, we sort of...had a rather large fight-"
"How's the girl involved with this then?"
"She's getting there!" yelled Harry who then shut his mouth for yelling at a teacher.
"So, Ron had angered me quite a lot... and I sort of fired a diffindo curse at him. Apparently, he saw it coming and dodged it, leaving Ginny to be the one hit by it..." She trailed off at the last part, hiding her face behind her hair.
"I'd never suspect such behavior! Dueling on school grounds unattended? And from a prefect no less, with the result being a student seriously injured! 50 points from Gryffindor, and as soon as I'm finished with the girl, Minerva will certainly be hearing about this."
"Right then," Hermione spoke quite ashamed of what she had done, "Ginny's injury can be mended thought right?"
"I'll do as much as I can, but I'm afraid that the girl-"
"Her name is Ginny..." Harry mumbled with a noticeable amount of aggravation in his tone. Hermione elbowed him in the arm.
"As I was saying, Ginverva will most likely have to be sent to St. Mungo's. Now, it's time for you two to leave so I can begin work on the young Weasley girl." Madame Pomfrey said sternly, shooing them out the door.
As the door slammed behind them, Ron approached out of breath.
"Took you long enough!" laughed Harry
"Yeah well, it wasn't necessarily in my plans to faint."
"So your saying you did plan on running around screaming like a little girl?" he continued, amused at his now reddening friend.
"W-well-I..not exactly!"
"I'm so sorry Ron" Hermione murmured, stepping out from the shadow she had been previously hidden by. Ron looked confused for a moment but then caught onto what she was talking about.
" 'Mione it's ok. Really. I know that wasn't intended for Ginny, I know you'd never hurt her!"
"No Ron it's not! I shouldn't have acted like that! I don't know what came over me."
For the third time that day, tears formed in Hermione's eyes, but this time it was not because she felt hurt, but rather felt a guilt wrapping around her.
"Hermione..."
'No, I can't cry! He'll think I'm so weak but-'. Hermione thought back to earlier. She could remember his voice so clear, taunting her over and over again. "I'M NOT GOING TO BLOODY SNOG HER!"
'He swore over something so simple and pointless. How could he truly harbor such feelings for me if he becomes so emotional over a simple dare?' She no longer cared was he or anybody else thought. In a swift moment, she collapsed on the floor with her face buried in her hands. The tears now flowed freely with nothing to hold them back.
"Ron.. It's...all...my fault! The fight...Ginny...everything!" She cried between sobs.
Suddenly, she felt herself being lifted off the floor...and Ron's arms were around her. He jumped a little when she clung to his chest as if an electric shock was sent through his body due to the minuscule amount of contact. Slowly, he brought his gaze down to the girl who stood clinging to him as if her life depended on it. Even in her sadness, with tears streaming down her face, she still remained beautiful.
"Don't be sorry 'Mione. I should never have acted that way." He whispered to her, gently rocking her back and forth with her crying up against his chest.
The frazzled girl reluctantly tore herself away from him as she met his eyes with a light smile. Harry chuckled at the sight of them.
"Explain to me again why you two aren't together?"
Ron and Hermione jumped away from each other almost too quickly, both blushing furiously.(a/n: Aww XD)
"Get a room. As if this school doesn't get enough of the Mudblood and Weasel's pathetic love life."
"Shove it Malfoy!" Harry grunted angrily.
"Wow. Pothead's getting so original!"
"What are you doing here anyway?" Hermione brought up.
"Nothing of your business Granger!"
Hermione sighed and turned back to Ron and Harry.
"Come on guys, lets just go back to the common room. I don't want to get in to any more trouble today."
Malfoy snickered at the far fetched thought of little-miss-perfect getting into trouble.
"Have fun losing at the game Potter. Merlin knows you'll need it more than usual this time"
Harry spun around towards Malfoy.
"What are you going on about?" he questioned curiously.
"You think I didn't hear about the little Weasel?"(a/n: oooo)
Ron gaped at him. "How do you know about that already? It's barely been an hour since it happened!"
"I have my ways... And your better off forfeiting. The team is bad enough without a player missing."
"Well your team must be bloody retched considering how many times we've beaten you!" interrupted Ron. He began laughing overly hysterically, thinking of how witty he was for backfiring Malfoy's remark. Hermione and Harry giggled a little bit, but then looked at Ron as if he was once again mental.
As Harry thought about Malfoy's last comment, he happened to catch Hermione's gaze. 'That's it!' He smiled triumphantly at his brilliant plan.
"Who's says we'll be missing a player?"
'Oi! He's staring at me oddly again! What's he thinking? It seems Ron isn't the only mental one around here.'
"The game is tomorrow Pothead and its almost curfew. Not even 'the-boy-who-lived' can find someone to replace the Weasel girl in such a short time!" Malfoy grunted.
"That's what you think.." He remarked, when he felt Hermione and Ron pulling him back down the corridor. Tomorrow would certainly be interesting.
A/N: Oooo.. What's Harry up to? cackles
Once again, I am so sorry it took so long to update! It certainly won't take as long to get the next chapter updated! However, I would like a new person to comment before I do update. It doesn't take any longer than 10 seconds really:)