"We can fix it!" Insisted Harry. "Magic can fix anything."
"No Harry. Not this. I've tried, I've looked it up, I've asked Dumbledore. I'm not quite sure what it is but magic can't fix it." Hermonie said between sobs.
Harry grabbed her and held her tight again."It'll be alright." He said trying to comfort her as well as himself. "You're going to get well and everything will be fine."
They stood there for a while before going to bed for the night.
"Hermione..." Harry said as she was walking away. She turned around and looked at him. Her eyes were red and swolen from crying and her hair was a mess. "I love you."
She gave him a small smile and went to bed. Harry sat there for a while thinking about the days events. She did love him was what kept going through his mind and then he thought about what it would be like if she died. He loved her too much to let it happen; He would find a way to fix it. He was determened to.
"Morning!" Harry called to Ron at breakfast "Where's Hermione?"
"She didn't feel well this morning, she's in bed for the day" Ginny answered for him.Harry's face paled thinking about the night before
"Looks like you should be too!" said Ron when he saw his face.
"No, I'm fine! I'm just... I'm fine. Ginny, can you tell her to feel well soon for me?"
"Sure!" She said giving him a smile saying that she knew everything
"Ya... Thanks." He thanked her and started walking away.
"Arn't you going to eat something?" Ginny called after him, "You're going to get yourself sick. And it's cold out, grab a sweater!"
"You're not his mother!" He heard Ron scold her but continued outside
The joys of being sick, just when you think you're better it comes back. Well, dunno what I'm gonna do next I've got an idea of what I want to do I just need to figure out how to incorperate it. Anyway, thanks everyone again R&R