"Mione!" Harry asked again, he was still in shock that she was the one who played most terrifically.

"Yes it's me. I have an idea for Halloween, Christmas, New Years, Valentine's Day and more. I think we should have holiday dances. And movie nights I can ask Roxy for movies and we should also kill Draco!" Hermione said. Lifting her shirt up a little Harry could still see the wound she received when the Deatheaters attacked and now on her back was the same wound except Draco had cast the spell to give her that.

"Hermione what happened?" asked Ginny who saw all the cuts and bruises and the two humungous cuts that were on her back and stomach.

"Nothing!" Hermione snapped at Ginny, Hermione had tears in her eyes from the awful day she received the first scar. It was like a memory she couldn't erase. It haunted her at night but she never told any one. In the fake letter that was given to Hermione there was something about a prophecy and she didn't believe it. There wasn't a prophecy known to the wizarding world known to go to a muggle born. That was why Hermione didn't believe it. It was another one of Voldemort's plans. He was going too far.

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"Master, the Mudblood has figured our plan I fear"

"Wormtail, you make sure the Potter boy doesn't find out I don't care about the Mudblood"

"But master the Mudblood will tell the boy."

"Then we must put the plan into action."

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She was in chains yelling at Voldemort to stop but he wouldn't he just kept hurting her more and more and it hurt more every time she was telling him no but he didn't listen he was telling her to do something but she couldn't hear him she didn't want to hear him anyway but she couldn't listen. Harry wasn't there he was still at Hogwarts but she didn't know where she was and her side hurt horribly and it felt like hands were on her back she heard screaming and cries for help.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" Hermione screamed. Harry was over her wide eyed.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, wh-OWWWWWWWWWWW!" Hermione screamed. She was trying to get up but found it impossible. Her hand were covered in bandages and her legs and back hurt horribly.

"What happened?"

"You fell."

"Excuse me?"

"You fell"

"Did I trip and fall?"

" Don't you remember?"

"Remember what?"

"You asked if we could play a quick game of Quidditch and we all agreed to it so we started playing and you got really high up in the air so I went after you and you kept crying stop like you were getting hurt so I went up to you and you fell all the way down it was over 200 feet I know the because Hogwarts was as tiny as can be and I was trying to get you but you said no and stop so I did then I thought you were trying to commit suicide so I sped all the way down there and when I got to you, you were in Hagrid's rose bushes with thorns all over you but you didn't die that's for sure but you injured badly. What were you trying to do?"

"Voldemort is doing something to me, I don't know what but he made me do it and I couldn't stop he was hurting me more and more so I did it I think, but what did I do? Or what was I supposed to do?" She said. She looked to see how bad she was hurt and saw that her leg was in a cast along with her arm and she had more cuts than ever.

"Good you're awake" Madam Promfry said. "Now drink up"

There were several different potions next to her and she looked away, disgusted at it all.

"No thank you!" Hermione said.

"yes!" Harry said.

"No thanks I'll just heal the muggle way!" Hermione said and crossed her arms and looked away then huffed. "OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! THAT HURTS!" She crossed her arms when she wailed from pain. It hurt that bad but what do you expect from falling at that distance. She drank the potions and Harry gave her another potion.

"What's this?" She asked.

" Just take it." He said.

To understand why Hermione had to play a hundred questions so she started. "Why?"

"Because it'll make you feel better."

"Why" she remembered how annoyed her dad got but she always won, along with her dangerous stare.

"Because it helps."

"Why?"

"AAAAAAAAAGH! It's Dreamless sleep okay!"

"okay." She said. She didn't want to take it so she put the bottle in front of her mouth and since Harry was on her right she put opening on her left cheek and pretended that she drank it. "Happy?"

"No."

"Why not?"

He got another bottle and poured it down her throat. Then a napkin and wiped her left cheek.

"Now I am" he stated.

Hermione was angry that she was in the infirmary because of Voldemort if this kept up she'd have her own spot in the wing! So far this week she had been there three times this was her third, first when she was in the dungeon Harry brought her to the wing and she took a potion, second when she was fighting with Ron she had to take a potion and bandage her wrist and now this! She was furious she would be able to take care of herself she didn't need a potion to do it. Everyone was gone and she wanted to be gone to. She undid her casts and she tried to walk, it didn't work so she fell and couldn't get up because she had one arm and leg that were broken. She saw her bag on the floor and she got out her wand. She muttered a healing charm but none of the ones she knew would work. It took her an entire hour to get up and to teach herself how to walk in her condition took another hour but it was still progress she could walk to one end of the infirmary to the other in 45 minutes when it used to take her five. She got to her tower with very little progress and when she got into bed she had a whole 45 minutes to sleep because classes would start in two hours. She got out a wash rag and cleaned herself. She didn't take a shower because she didn't want to wake Harry. She put on her robes and left for the dungeons when she got there it was time for every one to get to class and she chose a seat in the middle. A group of people walked in and one after one more people were arriving then Harry came, saw Hermione and ran to her.

"They let you out?" He asked

"uh, yeah they sure did, said I was good to go!" Hermione said acting cheerful.

When they were in the middle of class Madam Promfry barged in and looked for Hermione. When she spotted her she was yelling and cursing.

"She didn't let you out? How are you getting along then?" Harry asked.

It took Hermione 10 minutes to get out of the classroom and an hour to get back to the infirmary she sat there on her bed waiting to get yelled at, but she didn't. She got screamed at and cursed at and also she was spat upon. She would have to think of a new plan.

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