Thank you for the reviews and you can stay home in bed with a fever of 107. Trust me I know, I had one in the 5th grade. Any way, sorry it took so long and I don't own Harry Potter no matter how much I want to.
High School: Heaven or Hell? Chapter Three
The next morning (Saturday) Hermione woke up with a terrible stomach pain. It was so bad that she could barely get out of bed to go use the bathroom. She tried to walk downstairs but got stuck half way down because the pain was too much. A while later Harmony came out her room and walked downstairs but stopped when she saw her sister sitting on the stairs in a ball.
"What are you doing?" she asked looking at her funny. Hermione didn't answer. "Hermione?" Harmony said with concern in her voice. "Hermione, what's wrong?"
She knelled down to Hermione's level and saw that she was crying.
"I-I don't know, but i-it hur-hurts so bad" she whispered
"Where?" Hermione rubbed the right side of her stomach and said "Right here"
"Alright I'll get mom." She said and went down the rest of the stairs and got Mrs. Granger out the kitchen. At that time Harrold was coming out his room; he nearly tripped over his younger sister as his older sister and mom were coming up. (He's a minute younger than Harmony and a minute and a half older than Hermione)
"'Mione, what's wrong?" asked Mrs. Granger. Hermione didn't answer.
"Honey, I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong."
"She told me that her stomach hurt right here" Harmony said pointing at where Hermione's hand was rubbing.
"Hm. Might be Appendicitis. We'll have to take her to the hospital to be sure." replied Mrs. Granger, standing up.
"What's going on?" asked Mr. Granger from the top of the stairs.
"Mom said that we got to take Hermione to the hospital" said Harrold, looking at his dad.
"Yea, what for?" he asked.
"I think she may have appendicitis" answered Mrs. Granger.
"Are you sure it's not a cramp?" he asked walking down a few stairs.
"It's not cramps" Hermione whispered softly.
"Are you sure?" asked Harmony.
"My cramps don't feel like this" she stated.
Alright I think we should take her" said Mrs. Granger
"Alright. You two get some clothes on quick" ordered Mr. Granger. They did as they were told as he scooped Hermione in his arms and took her downstairs. Mrs., Granger opened the front door for them and went to open the van door.
Once in the car, Mr. Granger went back in the house to get the others. They then drove off to the hospital. While there the doctor said that it was indeed Appendicitis and that she should go into surgery ASAP.
After the surgery, Hermione felt better but still had a lot of pain in her stomach. (I don't feel like going into detail with this whole recovery thing so I'm gonna skip it)
3 days later
That Monday the hospital released her that afternoon. She was happy about that; she never really liked places like that. Mr. and Mrs. Granger made her stay in bed all day unless she had to pee. The only positive thing about it was that she could catch up with her reading.
The next day
At school no one seemed to notice that she was gone yesterday or even ask if she was okay after her surgery. Not one person said that it was good to have you healthy and/or back. Not even the teachers. The only thing they did was make sure that she got her work from yesterday. Same ol', same ol'. At least until her fist locker break.
Hermione was at her locker getting her books for her next few classes. When a guy came up to her.
"Um, excuse me" said the boy. Hermione ignored the voice; she was sure that it was some immature boy trying to pull something on her.
"Excuse me" Hermione looked around as if expecting some beautiful girl or some jock walking over but there was no one there.(of course there were people in the hall)
The boy, getting a little annoyed, tapped Hermione and said "Yea, I'm talkin' to you" She turned around and saw him. He was most likely 6 foot, wore glasses and had messy jet black hair.
"Oh." Was all she could say and blush a little.
"Can you tell me where locker # 1207 is?" he asked politely. Hermione thought for a moment. Her locker was…# 1206! (That was my locker in 6th grade)
"Um, uh, right here" she answered pointing to the locker next to hers.
"That wasn't as far as I thought." He said opening his locker. "I'm Harry, by the way, Harry Potter." He shook her hand. "And you are?"
"Her-Hermione Granger" she answered. They let go of each other's hands. Hermione closed her locker and started to walk off when Harry called her name. She turned around and found him walking up toward her.
"Do you think you could point out where Mr. Laggen's English class is?"
"Mr. Laggen? That's where I'm going right now." She informed him.
"Mind if I join you?" he asked. Slightly overwhelmed with surprise she managed to say, "Sure." The two started walking off in silence in Mr. Laggen's English class.
Well it took me a minute but its here. Please review. Peace!