Well, back, I know it's been a long time. It's been long hours at school. Then I come home and have hours more of homework.

Anyways, thanks for those reviews. I don't think I mentioned this last chapter, when we split to the different characters, its mostly happening at the exact same time.

Chapter 9

Hurt

Ginny walked back to the hotel after finding the clue. She was definitely freaked out by it, but she eventually calmed down. The lobby was a lot emptier now than it was before, probably because the people were either off finding clues, or asleep. She decided to go find Hermione, to see how she was doing in the hunt.

Instead of finding Hermione, Ginny ran into Draco.

"Hey Draco," She said.

"Hi. This game is so stupid." Draco said, frustrated.

"I take it you haven't found anything?" She guessed.

"Nope, have you?"

"I found a clue telling me I was the murderer and to go to the gazebo. I put it back though; I don't want to be a murderer."

"You couldn't hurt a fly," Draco said with an evil grin. "I'm going to make sure you didn't hurt anyone yet." He said, sarcastically.

Draco turned away from Ginny and went outside, to where Harry was.

Harry was pacing the gazebo, alone. The air was dead, there was no wind whatsoever. It was very quiet; the only noise being heard was the sole's of Harry's shoes touch the cement ground. The leaves on the far left of him started to rustle, making Harry jump. He ignored it, and started pacing the ground again, thinking he was just paranoid. The leaves started to move again, and Harry knew he wasn't just hearing things.

Becoming very curious, he walked closer to the bushes. He put his hand in his pocket, reading to grab his wands.

"Sectumsempra" The word rang throughout the gazebo. The spell shot from somewhere in the bush, and hit a lower spot in Harry's stomach. Two huge cuts were formed, and they ran deep into Harry's body. Blood started to gush out, covering all of Harry's clothes.

"Help, Hermione, someone," Harry called out, very weakly. His breath was very heavy, but he was still alive. Then again, he was Harry Potter, the man who could withstand Voldemort.

"You were supposed to die," the figure behind the bushes said in a very strong, harsh voice.

Harry fell to the ground, because of the amount of blood lost. There was no way out, he would be dead in a matter of minutes, no one could stay alive for long when losing this much blood at once. He really wished he never found that spell in his potions book. The only person who would have known was Snape, and he would have taken it to his grave.

"Harry!" Draco said scared. He bent down and noticed all his blood everywhere, all over Harry's body.

"Holy shit" He quickly rummaged through his pockets trying to find his wand. He found it, and pointed it at Harry's still bleeding wounds. This wasn't working well, so he thought of a better way. He tore off Harry's shirt, and tried to heal the huge incisions in his body that seemed to be growing. He heard the door open behind him.

"Mr. Weasley," he screamed. "I found Harry like this. Make sure nothing happens, I have to go get Hermione." He ran into the hotel, leaving Arthur with very many unanswered questions. He looked down at Harry, trying to figure out what happened.

Draco ran into the hotel where the party was held. There were a few more people in the lobby then last time he was there. He debated what hallway to go down, but he guessed the one to the left, hoping that was where Hermione was. At the end of the hallway, it broke off into a restaurant.

The restaurant was as elegant as the rest if the hotel. There were about a dozen tables, plenty of chairs surrounding them. In the far back, there was a bar, with quite a few people drinking. Two people in the restaurant stuck out to Draco. He ran over to them, trying not to waste anytime.

"Look you guys come on."

"Draco, can't you see, we're busy." Ginny said.

"We don't have time for this." Draco said. "Look, Harry's hurt."

Hermione's heart felt like it stopped. Both she and Ginny jumped out of their seats. With Draco leading, all three of them ran out of the hotel, making quite a few heads spin. They each pushed the door wide open. Hermione ran right over to Harry, not even noticing Mr. Weasley. She knelt down beside him and checked his pulse. His heart was still beating. Since his shirt was already ripped off, she quickly tried a few spells. They worked, slightly. Blood was still dripping from his body.

"Ginny, can you go get someone from St. Mungo's?" Hermione asked. She shook her head, not at all going to argue, and aparated away.

"Draco, what happened?" Mr. Weasley asked, He was now pacing the floor, just like Harry did, trying to find a possible explanation.

"Alright, well, I walked out here just in time to be getting cursed by the Half-Blood Prince's spell, the one he used on me in sixth year." Draco answered, rerunning the events through his head.

"Where was the curse fired from?" Hermione questioned, trying to figure out all the details. She was now seating right next to Harry, squeezing his hand.

"Over there, I think." Draco said, pointing to the bush. Arthur started walking over there, slowly.

"Be careful," he whispered softly. He took a seat next to Hermione, awaiting Ginny's arrival.

Mr. Weasley walked back, finding that the person obviously got away, somehow, most likely by aparating. Finally, Ginny came back with a nurse.

"Hello, my name is Stephanie. Now where is the patient?"

Draco shook her hand, being polite, and showed her to Harry, who was actually right in front of her face, or just about. She took out her wand and started pointing it at different parts of his body, doing these little spells that did absolutely nothing but waste time.

"Everyone, step back, this man needs to go to St. Mungo's." She concluded.

"I could have told her that," Hermione muttered getting frustrated and more worried.

They all aparated to the hospital, the nurse taking Harry. When they got there, Hermione had to fill out loads of paper work. The nurse took Harry into a room, with a Healer following right after her. The three of them sat in the waiting room, while Harry was being operated on. In about a half an hour, a load noise rang throughout the room, Ron had just aparated there, and someone had obviously told him about the situation. He took a seat right next to Hermione. They sat a few minutes in silence, but Draco ended them. He got up and started pacing the floor, he was getting worried, and so weren't the others.

"What happened?" Ron asked, finally finding his voice.

"Someone used Snape's spell on Harry." Hermione answered.

"Draco came and got us, and Dad." Ginny stated. "And he went to go get Mum and the others."

Ron just sat there, taking this all in. Draco came back, and sat back down next to Ginny. Silence rolled back over them, for about another hour. Everyone started getting fidgety, and more and more worried. Draco got up, and started pacing the floors again. He started to walk down a hallway, right near Harry's room. When Ron saw he was out of site by the two girls, he followed after him, walking faster and faster to try and catch up, which he finally did. Ron stopped Draco, grabbed him, and pushed him against the wall.

"You bastard. Don't you ever try and hurt Harry again. Do you hear me?" Draco just stood there, quivering a little.

"I said do you hear me?" Draco shook his head yes.

"Those to girls over there may be to dumb to see it, but I know you, I know you tried to kill my best friend."

AN-Alright, that's the chapter for a little while, who knows when I'll have time to update again, maybe in the next few weeks. Till then, review please.

Kelly