Author's Notes- Upon reading a review and re-reading a chapter that I forgot to edit...i decided to rewrite it a bit. My new beta hasnt responded to the email about this one yet..but I figured with chapter 12 preview up, I should make this make sense. The italicized text is Harry's dream. Please review and let me know if this clears things up.
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A flash of green light. The whispers of a horrible curse. Snape.
"Will he wake up soon?"
"He's going to be fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Ron. Yes."
I just couldn't forget the first time I laid eyes on him. Messy, black hair and shimmering emerald eyes held me captive. A curious smile danced in his eyes and touched his cheeks as he stepped onto the train. Incredible.
"I don't think I could bear to loose him, ya know?"
"Oh, Ron."
Thin fingers touched mine and I panicked. Two long hands grappled with mine as I struggled to break free from his grip. His black, greasy hair fell shoulder length and beside him stood that blonde weasel, laughing. Where was Ron? Why wasn't he there anymore?
The map.
I tried as hard as I could to reach my wand, but that bastard Snape wouldn't let loose his grip on me. Malfoy was out of my sight, still searching franticly for something. I looked to my side and saw Ron's body laying lifelessly on the ground and I tried with all of my remaining strength to break free of Snape's grasp. He held me still, eyes glazed over and I felt a sharp stabbing in my forehead.
"…."
I screamed and pushed forward at Snape, who stayed his position, eyes glazed over as if…he was reading my mind! His eyes suddenly darted from side to side and then honed in on me. He tried to say something. Well…I think that he did say something. That's when I noticed that my hearing was lost. I tried my hardest to read his lips but nothing came of it.
"Is Harry going to wake up soon?"
"You should go and get some rest, Ron."
"How can I-
"Go and get some rest. I'll keep an eye on Harry. Besides, visiting hours are almost over."
I stared at his mouth a bit longer and suddenly I heard a strange hissing. A hissing that I soon realized was coming from Snape. I listened harder. Malfoy…taken…..Death….worry."
Was he trying to warn me? A flash of green light, and…
Harry shot up out of his bed, sweating heavily and gasping for air. "Harry!" Ron rushed over and wrapped his arms around the raven haired boy. Harry looked around the room, alert and confused. "Oh, Harry, we were so worried about you", Hermione sat on the far edge of the hospital bed, a touch of desperation in her voice. Harry sighed heavily and returned the hug from Ron, who was still holding him. "I love you."