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WHAT?

Harry and Ginny fell asleep at about 11:59. Liz was the only one awake. Yawning, she watched as the clock slid from 11:59 to 12:00.

"Midnight. Muggles always called this the Witching Hour." She said, wondering if the myth held any truth. Without knowing why, she turned to face Draco, drawing the curtain to partition her group from the rest of the bus.

Blue light emanated from Draco, enveloping him. Liz gasped, at a complete loss of knowledge. In all the books she'd ever read, none had ever mentioned a blue light surrounding the victim. The light pulsed, like a heartbeat; slowly at first, ever quickening. A flash, pure white. And then the bus was normal. Liz checked Draco's vitals. She sat back in her chair, surrendering to shock.

'What the hell just happened? I'm so scared, what if he dies or one of the others die? What if I die? I should probably wake one of them up, but it's so late and they just fell asleep. But what if it's a serious condition? Come to think of it, why didn't that bright light wake anyone or even disturb anyone?' Liz went on like that until six in the morning, when Hermione's internal alarm clock, still set at Hogwarts time, woke Hermione up.

Hermione glanced at Liz. Liz's face was white, her finger tips and lips nearly blue. From her years in a muggle school, Hermione instantly recognized the symptoms of severe shock. She didn't remember exactly what to do, but she remembered something bout lying the victim down, elevating the legs, and keeping the victim warm. She laid Liz down on a bed, placed a few extra pillows under her feet, and laid a blanket on her.

"I have to watch Draco…" Hermione jumped at Liz's slightly garbled statement. Somehow, Liz was still conscious. 'Who knows how long she's been in shock?' Hermione thought. She rolled Liz's bed next to Draco's. Liz smiled at Draco, who was sleeping peacefully, as Hermione did a little magic to return Liz to normal.

Since the magic took awhile to heal Liz completely, Hermione woke the others. Ginny jumped up, Ron sat up and grumbled, but Harry just pulled the pillow over his head.

"Harry, come on, we're almost at St. Mungo's and we've got two injured people." Hermione said. Ginny was bustling around, packing up their stuff, straightening the bedclothes, the perfect imitation of her mother. Ron rubbed his eyes as he rolled out of bed. Harry was grumbling incomprehensively.

"Come on, mate, 'Mione will have your neck!" Ron said, as he helped Ginny get everything together. Hermione made sure Draco was safely on the stretcher as Harry and Liz slowly got up. As soon a everyone was up, Hermione asked Liz what had happened.

"Well, I'm not really sure. Last night, just after Harry and Ginny went to bed, something happened to Draco. A blue light surrounded him. The light had a beat to it, like a heart. It started slowly…And then it sped up. All of a sudden there was a flash of pure white light. And then it was over." Liz shivered slightly as she retold the story. A look of worry passed over Ron and Ginny's face, but Hermione looked confused.

Ginny turned to look at Ron, mouthing the words "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Ron nodded in reply. Just then Stan yelled that they were at St. Mungo's. Harry and Ron picked up the stretcher, and Ginny and Hermione grabbed what little they had with them.

Liz hurried of the bus, making sure the boys were careful. Ron faked dropping Draco as they carried him into the lobby of St. Mungo's.

"RONALD BILIUS WEASLEY! You scare me like that again and so help me, I don't care how old you are, I will tell your Mother!" Liz yelled, white as a sheet once more. Ginny walked up to the Welcome Witch.

"'Ello, dearie, how may I help you?"

"Draco was shot in the back, just below his rib cage. I believe there may have been some magical contamination as well."

"Okay, Ground Floor, Damocles Belby Ward, Dr. Eric Twycross will help you."

"Thank you." Ginny told the others where to go. As they walked towards the Damocles Belby Ward, Ginny and Ron had a whispered conversation.

"Liz, do you remember what time Draco was shot and what time that strange light thing happened?" Ron asked.

"Well, he was shot at about 10:30, 10:00 at the earliest. The light thing happened at midnight." Ginny did some quick calculations in her head, and then gasped…

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