Chapter Seven: The Daily Prophet Pt, 1

"Harry, no, please, help me, Harry!" Hermione screamed falling, reaching her hands up trying to catch hold of him, "Harry! Don't let me-,"

"No," Harry roared jumping up in bed. He looked around the room and the pleasant familiar sound of Ron's snoring came into melody in his ears. He sighed using his forearm to wipe his forehead, which along with his body, was dripping in a cold sweat. He climbed out of bed and into the washroom. After his shower he walked back into the dark room with only a towel around his waist and sighed as he looked at his bed, now fully awake, "it was only a dream," he said to himself, reassuring himself Hermione was okay.

He got on his uniform and got his pomade out of his dresser. He got a scoop or it, mixed it in his hands and ran it through his hair, "shining and defining". Harry mused at the words; they were the ones Ginny used when she took him to buy hair supplies for his normally unruly hair.

He put on his glasses and went to Ron's bedside. He was moaning, but Harry shoved his side, "Ron wake up," he shifted in his bed, "Ron!"

"Be quiet," Neville groaned throwing a pillow from the other side of the room, almost hitting Harry in the head.

Harry lowered his voice, "Sorry," he said, "Ron!" He whispered harshly.

"Spiders!" Ron yelled opening his eyes and pulling away from Harry's grip but in the process he fell off the other side of the bed. Harry almost laughed. Ron hid behind the bed, "Get away you spiders!" He said shooting up from behind the bed with his wand. Harry laughed; he couldn't hold it in any more.

"Can you pipe down?" Seamus groaned into his pillow.

"Harry," Ron said annoyed, throwing his wand on the bed. Harry through him his uniform.

"Me a spider?" Harry laughed, as Ron walked into the bathroom.

Ron walked out about 2 minutes later, showered and fully clothed. Harry was sitting on his bed smirking, "don't be smiling! I almost kedavered you,"

"Why? You thought I was a spider that wanted you to tap dance?" Harry said as Ron combed his hair.

"Be quiet," Ron said harshly, "I still have nightmares bout that, ever since Third Year," he sighed, "they wanted me to fly with them this time...imagine that?" Ron said.

"Shut up!" Seamus and Neville shouted throwing pillows at them.

"Only with your imagination," Harry said shaking his head and handing Ron his bag as he picked up his own, "come on, Mione should be up,"

"Harry it's not funny," Ron said as they walked in silence to the Hospital Wing, although Ron still knew Harry was amused.

"I wasn't laughing," Harry said innoscently, "at least not any more,"

"Shut up," Ron defended. "Although I guess its better to be amused at a time like this right?" Ron said opening the doors to the Hospital Wing, "even if my night mares are NOT funny and causing me psychological harm,"

"Right Ron," Harry said grinning as he walked to Hermione's bedside but some one was already there, "Ginny?"

Ginny sprung awake, she had been leaning down on Hermione's bed, "oh, hello," she said wiping her eyes.

"Have you been here all night?" Ron said.

"Kind of," Ginny said.

"But how? Madam Pomfrey kicked us out,"

"You don't have certain information against Madam Pomfrey though do you?" Ginny said yawning.

"Oh," Ron said, "why didn't I think of that?"

"Because your always rude to Colin and he's the only one the knows," Ginny explained.

"Whatever," Ron said.

"So you just came here once you left last night?" Harry asked sitting beside Ginny, Ron went to the other side of the bed.

"Well," Ginny said, "I booked the pitch for Tuesday," she yawned, "and then I went to check out the scene of Hermione's incident. Hermione had predictably been reading when she parted from the both of you," Ginny said holding up a book, "I found it on the first floor, by the Slytherin Common room, any ways, the stair cases usually change and switch around but not when there is a student on them. Some thing must have been wrong, but apparently Colin didn't know what it was either, he called it a mystery." Ginny said handing Ron a copy of the Daily Prophet.

With no doubt, the story was on the front page, "how come we didn't see this when he handed us the copy last night?"

"Well, I think you were a bit more worried about our headline and our picture," Harry said taking the paper, "which made it on the front page as well," Harry threw the paper back to Ron, "great,"

"Even if the stair case did change, wouldn't Hermione of noticed?"

"I'm still trying to figure that out. If she was tired lost in reading and it was slowly changing…maybe not, but it's long run,"

"Why does it matter?" Harry said, "The stair case is just broken. Its going to be fixed, Hermione fell, thank god she's okay,"

"Well it matters because once the parents of the children in this school read this; they will be worried for their children's safety. This could have been done purposely," Ginny said. "There was no warning not to go on the stairs,"

Ron was confused, "Who would want Hermione to...,"

"No one," Harry said simply, "the only suspect we could of ever had, saved her,"

"True," Ginny said. "Besides, any one could have walked down the stairs before Hermione,"

Ron put the paper down. Harry also wanted to push it out of his mind, considering there was nothing they could really do any more, "Has she changed at all?" Harry asked.

"No," Ginny said, "Well she has been a bit uneasy in her sleep, a bit sweaty...but thats to expect, Madam Pomfrey says if she were to get any worse she would give her some dreamless sleep potion,"

"You're the last person I expected to see here," Ron commented at the attention Ginny was giving Hermione.

"Ron," Ginny said, "I know I've been a bit upset, with her. But that's why I'm so worried. What if she would have...while I was mad at her? I just feel so full of regret I guess. Because when she was helping me practice for OWL's last week, lets just say I wasn't as kind as I should have been...any ways I want to be the first to see her, to apologize," Ginny admitted.

"We should apologize as well," Harry said, "I'm never leaving my room with out my wand again," Harry said gripping it in his pocket.

"Same here," Ron said, "even in Quidditch," Harry nodded in agreement.

"Well," Madam Pomfrey said appearing, "You lot had better run off to class,"

"Alright," They said picking up their bags.

"Bye 'Mione," Ron said looking back at Hermione's sleeping figure as they exited.

"See you at lunch," Ginny said heading towards Defense against the Dark Arts.

"See you," Harry said.

Ron brought out the newspaper as they walked towards the dungeons for Potions, "Wonder if Malfoy's seen this?"

"Hope not," Harry said.

"Why?" Ron asked.

Harry took the paper and examined it and said sarcastically, "I don't think that's his good side,"

Ron realistically said, "Yeah, turns out he might have one too,"