Hermione opened her eyes.
Blink blink.
Where…am I…Hospital Wing…fainting…weird feelings…tell…Dumbledore…
Madam Pomfrey, seeing that she was awake, rushed over.
"Eat this."
MORE chocolate?
She's got to be joking.
Madam Pomfrey? Joking. No. Does NOT work.
Hermione blinked at Madam Pomfrey.
"Oh, come on, it's going to help you."
"It…didn't…last time…" Hermione managed to say, her words slow and somewhat slurred.
"Because you took too long eating it! And don't talk, either. Rest."
Hermione unwillingly obliged.
Crunch crunch.
Merlin's Staff, I'm disoriented!
Well, if you can still use words like disoriented in a state like this, I'm sure you'll live.
That's a comforting thought.
Then Hermione realized her hand was open.
Ack! My sheet of paper! My research.
Your research? All it said was "bipatens limus."
Yeah…so? It took me a long time to get that.
Wait…we have to talk to Dumbledore! Or I do. Or you. Dang it, this whole "me, you, we" thing is confusing.
You're Hermione. You'll figure it out. But Dumbledore's going to consider it all a hallucination or something. No, that's not right, because they're feelings…Anyway, I probably just imagined it.
NO! You have to tell him!
sigh But I can't even walk.
He can come here.
I can't talk.
Yes you can. Just see him tomorrow, when you're better.
All right.
So. Let's go over what you're going to say.
Fine.
…
Oh. Right. Um, hi Professor.
Good…always nice to say hello to someone that's coming to see you…
Okay…so, Professor, I've been feeling weird lately.
I'll pretend to be Dumbledore. Would that have anything to do with you fainting?
Idiot. YES, it does.
Hmm…Go on.
Well, I feel really dizzy and confused before I black out, I guess, and my head turn to Harry. I don't know why, I don't like him…well, I don't think…
Yeah, might not be too good to tell him that last part.
No, duh.
SORRY. Continue.
So, I feel my head turning to Harry, and it's kind of scary because I couldn't control it. And the first time, I was walking to class, so obviously he wasn't in sight (Harry) so I found myself walking faster to class, and because it was like I was almost being…controlled, I was tripping and falling and finally I was just so…dizzy and overwhelmed I just fainted. And the second time it was the same thing, except then my head actually looked at Harry.
Hmm…interesting…continue…
And I felt like my gaze was…penetrating him. It was weird.
Ah. Anything else?
Um…no.
This is an interesting predicament, Hermione.
Oh, shut up DUMBLEDORE.
I don't think the headmaster would approve of being spoken to like that.
I said shut up!
Gosh, fine. You try to add a little humor to life, and what do you get? Rotten vegetables being thrown at you.
You DO suck at being a comedian.
Oh, shut up.
Fine.
So, when are you going to tell Dumbledore? I'm serious Hermione. Do it as soon as possible please. This could be dangerous. It's like you're being…possessed…
I know! I'm…kind of scared…
Hey, you've got Ron and Harry and everyone else, right?
Yeah…
And me too!
Oh wow, it's great to know that I'm friends with myself.
Hey, you should be glad that you're conscious likes you!
You're a lunatic, you know that?
Yeah. I know. BELIEVE ME, I know.
(A/N: Okay, my writing's going slow! REVIEW IF U LIKE, I IMPLORE U!)
