Chapter 25
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November 8th 1992
As soon as they wake up the next morning Hermione, Ron and Neville all intended to go and see Harry, but after they overhear a conversation between Minerva and Flitwick talking about Colin being petrified the night before they decided to get started on the potion.
"Really, all four of us squeezing into a stall, how is that going to work?" Ron asks as the three of them set up everything they need in a stall in Moaning Myrtles bathroom.
"Like this." Hermione says, pulling out her wand and using it to push one of the stall walls back so that the stall they are in is the size of two, "I'll put it right before we leave every time." She explains.
"Nice, Mione. That's a good idea." Neville says with a grin and together the three of them start to get ready what they can.
About ten minutes later, to their horror, they hear the door open and they quickly shut up.
"It's me." Harry's voice says, causing the three of them to relax.
"Harry! You gave us such a fright." Hermione says as she opens the door, "Come in. How's your arm?" Hermione asks concerned as she lets Harry into the locker stall.
"Fine." Harry says, expecting to have a difficult time fitting into the stall, but he sees what Hermione has done, "Nice." He says approvingly.
"We were going to come meet you but we decide to get started on the Potion." Neville explains.
"We figured that this is the safest place to hide it." Ron explains, still not looking overly happy at that decision.
"Something happened last night, Colin…" Harry starts to say.
"We already know." Hermione says, cutting him off, honestly not wanting to hear about it again, "We heard Minnie telling Professor Flitwick this morning." Hermione explains.
"That's why we decided we'd better get going." Neville adds.
"The sooner we get a confession out of Malfoy, the better." Ron adds with a snarl, "D'you know what I think? He was in such a foul temper after the Quidditch match, he took it out on Colin."
"There's something else." Harry says as Hermione tears bundles of knotgrass and throws them into the potion, "Dobby came to visit me in the middle of the night."
"What?" Hermione asks as she, Ron and Neville look up in amazement, and Harry begins to explain everything that happened the night before about Dobby telling him that the Chamber has been open before, about sealing the gateway, and bewitching the bludger.
"The Chamber of Secrets has been opened before?" Neville asks shocked.
"This settles it." Ron says, sounding triumphant, "Lucius Malfoy must've opened the Chamber when he was at school here and now he's told dear old Draco how to do it. It's obvious." He comments.
"It would have been handy if Dobby had told you what kind of monster's in there, though." Neville says, looking afraid, "But how could it be sneaking around the school without anyone noticing?"
"Who knows." Ron says with a shrug.
"Maybe it can make itself invisible," Hermione suggests as she prods the leeches to the bottom of the cauldron, "Or maybe it can disguise itself, pretend to be a suit of armour or something. I've read about Chameleon Ghouls." Hermione reveals.
"You read too much, Hermione." Ron says as he pours dead lacewings on top of the leeches, "You know what, Harry? If he doesn't stop trying to save your life he's going to kill you." Ron comments, causing them all to frown as the three boys listen to Hermione's instructions on what to do with the potion.
December 9th 1992
It has been a little over a month since Colin was attacked and it is more than clear that everyone around the school is afraid of what is going to happen next.
It is rather late Wednesday night and Harry, Neville and Ron are all in the common room together waiting for Hermione who is once more serving detention with Snape.
"Finally, I swear he's keeping you later every time." Harry comments as Hermione walk into the Common Room.
"So do I." Hermione admits, "But, I did learn something rather interesting." Hermione comments as she sits down.
"During detention with Snape?" Ron asks surprised.
"Not exactly, when I was leaving I caught sight of something on Snape's desk." Hermione reveals, "Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle are staying at school for the holidays."
"Really?" Neville as surprised as that is very out of character.
"Yeah, it surprised me too. All their names are down." She reveals.
"That's perfect! It would be the perfect time to use the potion." Ron says, looking at the other three.
"Over Christmas, you think we should stay?" Harry asks, a little bit of disappointment in his voice as he was looking forward to having a home to go to for Christmas.
"It would make a lot of sense, less people, less chance of getting caught." Hermione admits, "But we can always do it another time." Hermione says, understanding why Harry wouldn't want to.
"No, you two are right." Harry realises, "We should do it over Christmas."
"I can't stay." Neville says, looking at Hermione, the only person who will understand, "I have to….." he starts to say but Hermione cuts her off.
"I know. It's okay, Nev." Hermione says with a supportive smile, causing Harry and Ron to be confused, as she knows that for Neville the Christmas visits with his parents are always special.
"What are we going to tell Remus?" Harry asks, looking at Hermione, feeling like Neville would like attention to be off him.
"Um, maybe that we wanted to keep Ron company." Hermione thinks, as Ron has already said that he's staying over Christmas.
"You want to lie to him?" Harry asks, sounding surprised, and not sure how he feels about that as it's bad enough that they're leaving Remus alone for Christmas.
"Well if you really want we could say that we're staying at Hogwarts over Christmas because we want to use a sixth year potion that we've been making, using stolen ingredients, in a girls' bathroom to find out whether my dear cousin is the heir of Slytherin." Hermione says to Harry.
"I'd go with the lie." Neville suggests.
"Yeah, I think it would be best." Harry says with an amused look.
"We've still got one big problem." Hermione says and the others turn to look at her, "The potions still not complete. There are ingredients that we need, and there is only one places we're going to get them." she explains.
"Snape." Harry, Ron and Neville say.
"What we need." Hermione says, a plan coming to her mind, "Is a diversion. Then one of us can sneak into Snape's office and take what we need." Hermione explains, causing the others to look at her nervously, "I think I better do the actual stealing, you two will be expelled if you get into any more trouble." Hermione says, looking at Harry and Ron.
"No." Neville says, causing the others to look at him, "Mione if Snape catches you, who knows what horrible thing he'll do to you, he'll probably figure out a way to expel you on principle, and you're right about Harry and Ron." He explains, "I'll do it." Neville says, his face paling as doing something like that is completely terrifying to him.
"Nev, are you sure?" Hermione asks her friend, knowing how big this is for Neville to volunteer to do something like this as she knows how much Snape scares him.
"Positive." Neville says with a nervous smile, "I'm not going to help with the questioning, let me do this." He comments, "Just tell me exactly what I need to get, what it looks like, how to find it." He says as if he is going to do this then he doesn't want to get it wrong.
"I will." Hermione assures him, "I think what the three of us are going to have to do is cause enough mayhem to keep Snape busy for five minute or so." She says to Harry and Ron and together the four of them spend another hour discussing everything they need to know.
December 10th 1992
As they stayed up late to make sure that they had most of the details of their plan figured out Hermione, Harry, Neville and Ron are rather tired, but from the second they walk into potions they are wide awake, and feeling a sense of dread.
As usually potions isn't pleasant for Harry, Hermione an Neville, but this lesson, along with their usual complications, Harry and Hermione are dealing with the fact that Malfoy keeps flicking puffer-fish eyes at Harry and Hermione, neither retaliating as they know they'll quickly get detention.
As they work both Harry and Hermione know that their potion is too runny, but as they both have their minds on more important things neither can bring themselves to mind, not even Hermione who would usually be doing her best to make sure it wasn't like that.
After sneering at their potion Snape walks away to bully Ron and as he does Hermione ducks under her cauldron, pulls out one of Fred's Filibuster Fireworks out of her pocket, gives it a quick prod with her wand and then she quickly hands it over to Harry as it fizz's and splutters. Knowing he only has seconds Harry straightens up, takes aim, and lobs it into the air, and a couple of seconds later it lands right on target, in Goyle's cauldron.
The second it does Goyle's potion explodes, showering the whole class. People shrieks as splashes of the Swelling Solution hits them, as he is very close Malfoy gets a faceful and his nose begins to swell like a balloon. Goyle starts to blunder around, his hands over his eyes, which had expanded to the size of a dinner plate. Quickly Snape starts to try and restore calm while attempting to find out what happened.
Through the confusion Harry and Hermione notice Neville slip quietly into Snape's office.
"SILENCE! SILENCE!" Snape roars, "Anyone who has been splashed, come here for a Deflating Draft, when I find out who did this." He says and both Harry and Hermione have to fight not to laugh as they watch Malfoy hurry forward, his head dropping with a weight of a nose like a small melon.
A couple of minutes later Harry and Hermione notice Neville slide back into the dungeon, the front of his robes budging.
It takes a few minutes, but then finally everyone who needed it has taken a swig of antidote and Snape sweeps over to Goyle's cauldron and scops out the twisted black remains of the firework, and the second he does there is a sudden hiss.
"If I ever find out who threw this." Snape whispered, "I shall make sure the person is expelled." He says and both Harry and Hermione arrange their faces into what they both hope are puzzled expressions as Snape is looking right at them both.
A little over ten minutes later Harry, Hermione, Ron and Neville are once more back in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, all four of them being glad that the class has come to an end.
"He knew it was us." Harry comments, "I could tell." He says as Hermione throws the new ingredients into the cauldron and begins to stir feverishly.
"It'll be ready in two weeks." Hermione says, sounding happy.
"Snape can't prove it was us." Neville comments.
"And even if he could what could he do?" Ron asks.
"Knowing Snape, something foul." Harry comments as the four of them watch as the potion bubbles.
December 17th 1992
It has been a week since Harry and Hermione purposely caused a distraction in Snape's class and ever since everyone at Hogwarts have become more panicked as the day after there was a double attack and Justin as well as Nearly Headless Nick were both attacked, and due to the fact that Harry found them moments after even more of the school think he is the Heir and Harry got called to Albus's office.
It is Thursday night and basically the entire school have been in the Great Hall at a duelling club being run by Lockhart with Snape assisting, during the club everyone learnt the disarming spell, Neville was bullied by Snape, Hermione got put in a headlock and Harry duelled Malfoy. During Harry's duel with Malfoy he conjured a snake which lead to Harry talking to it.
As soon as that happened Hermione, Ron and Neville hurried Harry out of the hall and dragged him to the empty Gryffindor Common Room.
"You're a Parselmouth." Ron says shocked as he pushes Harry into an armchair, "Why didn't you tell us?" he asks shocked
"I'm a what?" Harry asks shocked.
"A Parselmouth." Neville says, "You can talk to snakes."
"I know." Harry says, "I mean, that's only the second time I've ever done it. I accidently set a boa constrictor on my cousin Dudley at a zoo once." He explains and honestly even though she has only met him once Hermione doesn't blame him for that, "It's a long story, but it was telling me that it had never seen Brazil and I sort of set it free without meaning to that was before I knew I was a wizard." Harry explains.
"A boa constrictor told you it had never seen Brazil." Ron says, sounding faint.
"So?" Harry asks, "I bet loads of people here can do it."
"No, they can't." Neville says, "It's not a common gift." Neville explains.
"This is bad." Ron tells him.
"What's bad?" Harry asks, starting to feel angry, "What's wrong with everyone? Listen, if I hadn't told the snake not to attach Justin…."
"Oh, that's what you said to it?" Ron asks.
"What d'you mean? You were there, you heard me." Harry says, "You both heard me." He says, looking between Neville and Ron.
"We heard you speaking Parseltounge, snake language. You could have been saying anything." Ron explains.
"But I wasn't." Harry says, sounding angry.
"No wonder Justin panicked, you sounded like you were egging the snake on or something, it was creepy, you know." Ron says, causing Harry to look at him in shock.
"I spoke a different language? But I didn't realize, how can I speak a language, without knowing I can speak it?" he asks and Ron shakes his head. Looking at the others Harry realises that Ron and Neville are looking as though someone has died and Hermione is looking very worried.
"D'you want to tell me what's wrong with stopping a massive snake biting off Justin's head?" he asks, "What does it matter how did it as long as Justin doesn't have a join the Headless Hunt?"
"It doesn't matter to me, but it will to the school." Hermione reveals, speaking at last, knowing that thanks to the things her father has told her, "because being able to talk to snakes was a Salazar Slytherin was famous for. That's why the symbol of Slytherin House is a serpent." Hermione explains and the second she does Harry's mouth falls open.
"Exactly." Neville says.
"And now the whole school's going to think you're his great-great-great-great-grandson or something." Ron explains.
"But I'm not." Harry says, with a panic he can't quiet explain.
"You'll find that hard to prove." Hermione tells him, "He lived about a thousand years ago; for all we know, you could be." She says and Harry looks afraid, "Harry, look at me." Hermione says, moving over so that she is kneeling right in front of him, "It will be okay, either way it doesn't matter. The school will forget about it eventually, but until then you have us."
"You really think so?" Harry asks, looking at Hermione with wide eyes.
"It's Hogwarts, there is always something else for people to talk about." Hermione explains and Harry leans in and hugs her, feeling really grateful for Hermione at this moment.
December 25th 1992
It has been a week since the Dueling Club and just like Hermione expected the entire school have become even more sure that Harry is the Heir of Slytherin and treating him badly because of that.
It is very early Christmas morning, earlier than anyone in their right minds would choose to wake up, and Hermione is wide awake in the Moaning Myrtles bathroom doing what she needs to do with the potion to get it finished.
"It's ready." Hermione says, sounding amazed, and to be carefully she quickly compares the recipe to the book, "It's perfect." She says and quickly Hermione turns and runs out of the bathroom, heading back to the Common Room so that she can tell Harry and Ron that the potion is finished, and give them their presents.
Many hours later, after Harry, Ron and Hermione spent the day enjoying Christmas Day with Fred, George, Ginny and even Percy, Hermione has taken the other two into a classroom after dinner so that they can do the last few steps that they have to do to put their plans into actions.
"We still need a bit of the people you're changing into." Hermione says, her voice being so calm that it's almost like she is sending them to the supermarket for laundry detergent, "And obviously, it'll be best if you can get someone of Crabbe's and Goyle's; they're Malfoys best friends, he'll tell them anything. And we also need to make sure that the real Crabbe and Goyle can't burst in on us while we're interrogating him." Hermione explains to the boys and both Harry and Ron look dazed, "I've got it all worked out." Hermione explains as she shows them both two plump chocolate cakes, "I've filled these with a simple Sleeping Draught. All you have to do is make sure Crabbe and Goyle find them." Hermione says, looking between them, "You know how greedy they are; they're bound to eat them. Once they're asleep, pull out a few of their hairs and hide them in a broom closet."
Hearing that Harry and Ron look disbelieving at each other,
"Mione, I don't think….." Harry starts to say.
"This could go seriously wrong." Ron adds, causing Hermione to look them both with a steely glint in her eyes, the kind of look that makes the grey not only more noticeable, but darker, and if either of them have ever meet him they would realise that the look makes Hermione look a lot like her Dad.
"The potion will be useless without Crabbe' and Goyle's hair." Hermione says, sternly, "You do want to investigate Malfoy, don't you?" Hermione ask, looking between them.
"Oh, all right, all right." Harry says, "But what about you? Whose hair are you ripping out?" He asks.
"I've already got mine" Hermione says, as she pulls a tiny bottle out of her pocket and shows it to them, a single hair inside it, "Remember Millicent Bulstrode wrestling with me at the Dueling Club? She left this on my robes when she was trying to strangle me." Hermione explains, "She's gone home for Christmas, so I'll just have to tell the Slytherins I've decided to go back." She explains.
"Okay." Harry says with a nod.
"Good, I'll see you both back in the bathroom." Hermione says before hurrying out of the classroom so that she can check on the potion again.
A little while after Hermione left Harry and Ron she hears a knock on the door to the stall that she is in with the potion, where black smoke is bellowing out off.
"Hermione." Harry and Ron's voices say and Hermione opens the lock and right away the Harry and Ron see that she is looking anxious.
Behind Hermione there is the bubbling, glutinous potion and three glass tumblers are sitting on the toilet seat.
"Did you get them?" Hermione asks them and Harry shows her Goyle's hair, "Good." Hermione says, sounding relieved, "I sneaked these spare robes out of the laundry." Hermione tells them as she holds up a small sack, "You'll need bigger sizes once you're Crabbe and Goyle." Hermione says and as they do all three of them walk over and look up the potion, close up it looks like thick, dark mud, bubbling sluggishly.
"Looks lovely." Harry says sarcastically.
"I'm sure I've done everything right." Hermione says as she reads the pages of Moste Potente Potions, for the hundredth time, "It looks like the book says it should, once we drunk it, we'll have exactly an hour before we change back into ourselves." She explains, knowing that there is nothing else she can do to make sure it is right, which really makes her feel really out of control, which she hates.
"Now what?" Ron asks.
"We separate it into three glasses and add the hairs." Hermione says before ladling dollops into each of the three glasses. Once she has done that Hermione opens the bottle with Millicent's hair and shakes it into the first glass, her hand shaking as she does.
The second that she does the potion hisses loudly, almost like a boiling kettle, froths, and a second later it turns a sick sort of yellow.
"Urgh, essence of Millicent Bulstrone." Ron says, as he eyes the potion with loathing, "Bet it tastes disgusting." He comments.
"And yours, then." Hermione comments and Harry drops Goyle's hair into the middle glass and Ron puts Crabbe's into the last. Both glasses hiss and froth, just like Hermione's and Goyle's turns the khaki colour of booger while Crabbe's turns a murky brown.
"Hang on." Harry says as Ron and Hermione reach for their glasses, "We'd better not all drink them in here, once we turn into Crabbe and Goyle we won't fit." He comments as Hermione hasn't pushed back the stall wall this time, "And Millicent Bulstrode's no pixie." He adds.
"Good thinking." Ron says a he unlocks the door, "We'll take separate stalls."
"Don't spill any." Hermione tells Harry and Ron as they both lead and a few seconds later she hears,
"Ready." Being said by Harry.
"Ready." Hermione and Ron respond.
Doing so as quickly as possible Hermione downs her drink and the second she does she feels two very odd sensations at once, the first is almost like she swallowed live snakes, but the second is indescribable, like there are two forces inside of her, fighting against one another, and in that moment Hermione knows that something has gone terribly wrong.
"Are you two okay?" Goyle's voice that Hermione knows is Harry, asks, as she reaches up to her face, knowing that it will be different, but not expecting how different,
"Oh god." Hermione mutters to herself her voice too quiet for either Harry or Ron to hear.
Seconds later Hermione hears a banging on her door,
"C'mon, we need to go." Ron's voice says.
"I don't think I'm going to come after all. You go on without me." Hermione says, her voice sounding high-pitched instead of like her own.
"Hermione, we know Millicent Bulstrode's ugly, no one's going to know it's you." Harry says.
"No, really, I don't think I'll come." Hermione says, knowing she can't, "You two hurry up, you're wasting time." Hermione says, wanting them to go even though she can't.
"Hermione, are you alright?" Harry's concerned voice ask.
"Fine, I'm fine, go on." Hermione tells him, desperately wanting him to leave.
"We'll meet you back here, all right?" Harry asks and a few seconds later Hermione hears the door to Myrtle's bathroom open and close.
As she wants to be sure that she is completely alone Hermione waits a few minutes after the boys leave before she unlocks her stall and hurries over to the mirror, as she does she can't hold in her gasp as looking back at her isn't her own face, but is in fact a cat's.
"It was cat hair." Hermione says to herself, her voice sounding completely wrong, cursing her own stupidity as she should have been more careful. After a few horrified seconds Hermione turns and runs back into her stall, planning on not letting herself out for a very long time.
Having no idea what his daughter, the person who he considers his son, and their friend are doing Remus is sitting pouring the last of a bottle of firewhiskey that he only opened a few hours early into his glass.
Honestly, having spent more than a few Christmas's at Hogwarts himself Remus understands why Hermione and Hermione would want to stay, and he doesn't blame them for that decision, but that doesn't change the fact that he was looking forward to the first Christmas where he, Harry and Hermione would be together and instead he is spending Christmas alone for the first time ever.
As he picks up his glass Remus looks at one of his favourite pictures a picture of him and Sirius kissing under mistletoe while Sirius is holding Hermione during their first, and only one of two, Christmas's that the got to spend together.
As he stares at the picture tears start to roll down his cheek and, maybe thanks to the amount of firewhiskey he has drunk, Remus allows himself to do something which he doesn't do that all that often, admit how much he misses Sirius as he lets himself feel how much Sirius no being there hurts, how much them not being together almost kills him.
Honestly, Hermione doesn't even know how long she has been sitting on the toilet seat in the stall, crying when she hears someone banging on the door.
"Hermione, come out, we've got loads to tell you." Ron's voice says.
"Go away." Hermione squeaks back in response.
"What's the matter?" Ron asks, "You must be back to normal by now, we are." And as he does Moaning Myrtle, who has been laughing at her for a while.
"Ohhh, wait till you see." Myrtle tells them, "It's awful."
Hearing that Hermione knows what she has to do and so she pulls her robes up over her head and then opens the door.
"What's up?" Ron asks, "Have you still got Milicent's nose or something?" he asks and as he does Hermione lets the robes full and the second she does Ron backs into the sink, unsurprisingly, being shocked by her appearance.
"Mione." Harry says, sounding completely shocked.
"It was c-cat hair!" Hermione says through her tears, "Millicent Bulstrode must have a cat! And the potion isn't supposed to be used for animal transformation.
"Oh-oh." Ron says.
"You'll be teased something dreadful." Myrtle says, sounding happy.
"It's okay, Hermione." Harry says quickly, putting his hand on Hermione's shoulder, "We'll take you up to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey never asks too many questions."
"No, I'm not going." Hermione says, "I can't!" she says.
"Mione, I think you have to." Harry says and for the next ten minutes Harry and Ron attempt to convince Hermione to go to the hospital wing.
Half an hour later Hermione is in the hospital wing with Madam Pomfrey, as Harry and Ron, who are still with their friend, managed to convince her to go.
"This will be a long process." Poppy informs Hermione, "You're going to be here for a while." She says, attempting to hand Hermione a potion but she doesn't even reach out to take it.
"Please don't tell, Papa, Poppy." Hermione says, sounding terrified, as he would be so disappointed and worried if he knew, "Please, please don't tell him."
"Take your potion and then we can talk." Poppy says as even though, as his friend, she would like to tell Remus, she won't if Hermione doesn't want her too, she won't break her patients confident.
"Not until you promise me, please Poppy. Please don't tell him." Hermione begs, knowing that with Remus being a friend of Poppy's she might.
"Hermione, I can't tell anyone anything without your permission." Poppy says, sitting down on Hermione's bed and speaking to her as the girl who she has known since she was three rather than one of her students, "I will not tell your Papa, not unless you want me to, I promise." Poppy says and below her fur Hermione looks relieved, "Now, drink this." She says and she hands Hermione a potion, which she drinks in one go.
"Gross." Hermione says as she does.
"That's only the first one." Poppy says, "You two should go back to your Common room." She tells Harry and Ron who nod.
"Bye Mione." Harry says before they leave, giving her a smile as he goes, leaving Hermione with Poppy and a lot of disgusting potions that she needs to take.
January 3rd 1993
It has been a little over a week since Hermione was partially turned into a cat and ever since she has been in the hospital wing, taking several potions a day. In the last week Hermione has found new found sympathy for her Papa as she knows how much time he spent in the Hospital wing at school and knows how board he must have gotten.
As there really isn't much else for her to do Hermione has found herself sleeping a lot and as she wakes from a nap Hermione looks over at the chair next to her bed and is a little surprised to see it occupied.
"Nev!" Hermione says, sounding happy and to his credit Neville's doesn't look frightened or freaked out, just concerned, "When did you get back?" she asks.
"Not that long ago." Neville answers, "Harry and Ron told me what happened so I knew I had to see you." Neville says, honestly feeling better now that he can actually talk to Hermione as for about half an hour he has been sitting next to his friend and worrying about her.
"Thanks, Nev. I'm glad to see you." Hermione says with a smile.
"How you feeling?" Neville asks concerned.
"Like an idiot." Hermione admits, "I shouldn't have added the wrong hair, I should have checked first." She tells him, "I was such an idiot." she comments and Neville moves over so that he is sitting on the edge of her bed.
"Mione, from what Harry and Ron said you made the potion, a sixth year potion, perfectly, you just added the wrong hair, a mistake anyone could have made." He says, "You should be proud of that." He says, taking her hand.
"Thanks Nev." Hermione says with a grateful smile, and the two of them drift into silence.
"I, um have something." Neville says, breaking the silence as he reaches down to the floor to pick up something, "Once Harry and Ron told me what happened I talked to Ginny and after she promised not to look inside she went and got me a couple of thing for you." Neville says as he hands over Hermione's own book bag.
Being confused about what could be inside Hermione opens the bag but when she sees she can't help but smile as she finds Paddy and her album.
"Thank you, Nev." Hermione says, leaning in and hugging him, "Thank you so much."
"It's not a problem. I thought they'd help you recover." Neville explains with a smile as they break apart.
"They will, they really will." Hermione says as she pulls out Paddy and cuddles him, "So, how was your Christmas?" she asks.
"Well…." Neville says before be begins to explain, Hermione listening intensely as she holds Paddy tight, knowing that thanks to Neville she now has two things that will make her stay in the hospital wing a little better.
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