Hermione was panic-stricken. She was scared, beyond. She was running through the corridors of Hogwarts, Draco's hand tight around hers, as they ran to the Great Hall.
Down a few staircases, turning down a couple of corridors, and going through a secret passage way that led to the hallway outside the Great Hall. They heard a tremendous commotion even from outside the doors.
People were screaming and Hermione could see from the crack of the door an unfamiliar light.
"No…" she said silently, and ran out of Draco's grip to the door.
She opened the door to reveal am inferno.
She had only seen something this devastating once…
When her neighbor's house, four doors down, caught on fire during the summer.
They were a young family, a father and mother of age 31, with a six-year-old son. Hermione had baby-sat their son numerous times and knew what his reaction would be to the fire. The parents were standing outside of their burning house, the mother crying into her husbands arms, their son no where in site.
Hermione knew better but she couldn't stand watching it.
She ran into the burning house, sweaters' sleeve to her mouth, looking for the son, Andrew.
She held her wand tightly, extinguishing the flames as she ran by to the boy's room.
His room's door was open but the entry way was covered with flames.
Hermione gasped at the position it was in before quickly extinguishing it and running in to find Andrew crawled up in a corner, crying.
Hermione quickly ran over to him and knelt down next to him, hugging him close to her and putting her handkerchief to his mouth so his lungs wouldn't be damage any more than they were from inhaling the smoke.
The heat had risen in the room and Hermione turned around to find the entry way had caught fire again as was the rest of the room. She knew she could extinguish all of this but she had to get Andrew out of there fast.
She looked towards his wall on the left and thought quickly.
She picked up Andrew, holding him close to her chest, handkerchief still on his mouth.
She said one simple spell in her head and blew up the left wall, turning away quickly so they wouldn't get hit with debris. She quickly ran out of the house, towards the street where Andrews and her parents were crying hysterically, thinking they lost their children.
They saw her come with Andrew close, and she stopped her running and began to walk.
She took the handkerchief away from Andrew and stuck it back into her pocket.
Their parents then came running over to them, hugging them both in a lung-crushing hug.
Andrew's parents took him from Hermione, thanking her dearly, and then running to the ambulance that just arrived, to cure their son of any burns.
"You did a great thing, Hermione…" her 'father' said.
She smiled.
"Yes," her 'mother' started "But you're grounded till school starts again for doing something that stupid"
Hermione knew she shouldn't go in there, and she saw it was only in one part of the room but she couldn't stand to see something else burn.
As she was about to enter, people started running out.
She pressed herself on to the door so anybody running out wouldn't hit her.
Once everyone was in the Entrance Way, Hermione saw that it was the whole school that was out there.
She started to panic even more when she couldn't find Jenna.
She heard a faint scream inside the Great Hall and knew she had to go in now, for sure.
Draco watched from the steps as Hermione ran into the now empty, burning Great Hall.
"Hermione, NO!" he screamed, but she didn't hear him. He quickly ran through the crowd as best he could to the Great Hall doors and ran in after Hermione.
Hermione ran over to the Gryffindor Table, knowing Ginny had watched her last, and figuring she was there.
The fire had spread and was now covering most of the tables close to the front.
She ran down the side of the table and started looking under it.
As she started getting close to the front, she found a small silhouette hiding under the table, close to the fire.
She knew it was her and she began screaming her name.
The silhouette looked towards her and Hermione had confirmed it was her.
Jenna was hiding under a burning table, crying.
Hermione quickly rushed under the table and grabbed Jenna, holding her close to her and kissing her forehead, also crying.
"Hermione! Jenna!"
They turned around and saw Draco heading towards them.
Hermione picked Jenna up and carried her out from under the table.
Draco ran quickly toward them.
"We've got to get out of here!" he said over the roaring fire.
Jenna was crying into Hermione's shirt, clutching her tightly as she was held bridal style.
Draco took off his cloak and put it around Hermione's shoulders so it would protect both her and Jenna from ash.
They then started walking toward the doors, Draco's arm around them in a protective way.
Once out of the Great Hall, the teachers began questioning them.
"Are you all right?"
"You've got to be mad to go back in there!"
"Is she burned?"
"Why are you wearing Mr. Malfoy's cloak, Miss Gran – er – Nylon?"
Of course, the last retort was from Snape.
Dumbledore came by and stopped the teachers from their questioning.
"We must go a put the fire out. Students who have been burned or injured, go see Madam Pomfrey in the Hospital Wing"
Hermione looked down at Jenna and realized she was sleeping, still holding on tightly to her.
She examined her to see if anything was wrong, but just realized she needed a potion for the smoke and maybe she, herself, could use a calming potion.
Draco noticed the look on her face and guided them to the Hospital Wing.
Upon entering, Madam Pomfrey was already running around tending to all the burned patients, which wasn't that many since most of the students got out before damage could be down.
Three fourths of the Hospital Wings' beds were filled.
Draco led Hermione to a bed, and she sat down, Jenna still in her arms.
She sat Indian styled facing the wall opposite her as Draco sat in the chair next to the bed.
Madam Pomfrey came rushing to them after giving the other students their treatment.
"What is the problem?" she asked calmly.
Hermione sighed "She inhaled to much smoke, and I could use a calming potion" she said, tensed up.
Madam Pomfrey nodded and quickly ran to her cabinet of potions and remedies.
She came back with a metallic orange liquid and a purplish-blue liquid.
She hand Hermione the purplish-blue one, and she drank it quickly, before taking the metallic orange potion and gently pouring it down Jenna's throat, who drank it absentmindedly.
As a reaction to the potion Jenna took, smoke came out of her mouth, removing it from her lungs.
As soon as it hit the oxygen in the room, the smoke was gone.
Hermione sighed with relief as the calming potion took affect.
"Thank you Madam Pomfrey" Draco said.
"No problem. You three are free to go. Be careful okay?"
They nodded and left.
As soon as they were out of the Hospital Wing, Hermione spoke: "I hate fires"
Draco laughed and wrapped his arm around Hermione's shoulders.
"Don't go into one like that again. You scared me shitless" he said.
Hermione snorted at his choice of words.
"Sorry Draco, but I couldn't leave Jenna in there. First of all, my future self would kill me, and second, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I found out that's the destiny of my child when I'm older"
Draco sighed. "I understand" he nodded.
He gently took the sleeping Jenna from Hermione and carried her the rest of the way to the common room.
I know I haven't written in a while, but I am moving in 5 days so I have to pack everything up. So this will be the last chapter until my computer is unpacked. I wish you all liked this chapter, because it was kind of complicated to write and get everything straight. The amount of my reviews is starting to decrease and I'm upset to see that happen. I do wish that all my readers review, and I want no one to be left out. Tell me 'hi', or any mistakes I have, suggestions, ideas, what you think, or if you hate it, I dont care just say something.
Hope to write soon,
-Vic-
