You could have cut the tension with a knife, all stood still, only their eyes moving as they watched the head master go up to his instruments do some stuff with them then sit with his fingertips together, deep in thought.
The first sign of movement any of the others made was Hermione shaking her head quickly, trying to shake of a sense of dizziness that was seeping through her as she looked at the old professor.
After a moment her legs suddenly gave way, her eyes rolling back into her head. Poor Draco, he was the one standing next to her, and the one she fell onto.
"Ow" he said, not out of pain but from shock.
All turned to stare at the girl who was now fitfully sleeping. A look of slight pain written across her features. Her body shaking.
The old professor sighed deeply "I think, we have found the girl from the prophesy" He shook his head grimly.
"Draco. Please take her to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfey will take care of her for now"
All watched as a disgruntled Draco floated the still fitfully sleeping Hermione.
As soon as they were gone McGonagall stepped forward
"What do you think it means Albus? Will she be alright?"
She was obviously worried for her best student. Snape from the shadows could be seen rolling his eyes subtly.
"I do not know, Minerva, I do not know…"
"Please can all teachers go and sort out the students. Tell them we are not willing to discuss all that has happened. Including Hermione's condition if they find out. They always seem to know these things."
All the teachers left the old man to ponder, he had his ideas. But was not willing to discus them yet. He just prayed that Hermione would wake up soon. But she felt Mr Malfoy was not letting on all he knew either.
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One week later the whole school was full of rumour. As Dumbledore had foreseen, all the students knew now of Hermione's grave condition.
She was still sleeping fitfully.
But a mist that could not be seen by the eye slowly moved closer to her.
Her sleep becoming more fitful by the day and her face looking more pained by the hour.
And now a boy sat in his common room, wondering if he should tell the old man of the train incident. But slight fear stopped him, as he knew he would be punished for not giving the information sooner.
He finally made his decision, he would tell Dumbledore. So he ran as fast as he could, wanting to get there before he changed his mind. He quickly said the password and sprinted up the stone staircase. A knock on the door and a moment later he was telling of what he had seen that day on the train.
Once he had finished the headmaster brought him to the hospital wing. Hoping that his idea would work. He explained to Draco. And so he stepped to her side and whispered in her ear
"Hermione."
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A/N AGAIN A SMALL CHAPTER BUT I THOUGHT IT A GOOD PLACE TO END.