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Ron and Hermione were waiting the Head Healer over an hour. They were informed that he might be late since he had a very difficult operation so they only thing they could do were waiting. Ron was sitting at a chair across Hermione and from the look on his face she could say that he was in very deep thoughts. He hadn't say a single word since they left Harry's room but Hermione couldn't blame him. She was shocked as well. It was the hardest thing she had to face in her entire life. Fighting people who only wanted to hurt and eventually kill her and her family or friends was just something normal. But fighting Harry… her best friend? That was something so painful. Even when Bellatrix tortured her she hadn't feel such deep pain. Her train of thoughts was interrupted by the Healer whom they had requested to check Harry. He approached them silently and then said.

"I checked Mr. Potter. The only thing I can say is that the change in his behavior is more likely due to the curse which had hitten him."

Hermione let a sigh of relief. If the Healer was right it would be a matter of time for the side effect to warm off. Then Harry would be back. But when her eyes met the Healer's face the reality hit her. "But it's not so simple right?" There was so much hope that she might was wrong in that little sentence that the Healer hesitated to answer.

"I'm afraid yes Mrs. Granger. It is not so simple. You see we don't know what Curse it was exactly. And if can't detect the curse then it is very difficult to fix the side effects. We hope that they will warm off by the time. But if we don't find the person who casted the curse then we can't do something more."

Hermione was infuriated. With a sudden move she faced Ron who was standing just behind her. "Ron I'm begging you. Please remember who casted the curse. It's not possible not to remember it. You were there." Ron bowed his head and then said with a very dangerous tone in his voice.

"You think it's my fault don't you? What did you expect me to do? Watch after Harry? Or maybe put myself in front of him and protect him? I was fighting as well for Merlin's sake. I didn't just observe."

Hermione felt so bad. Not because he had accused Ron about what happened but because Ron was right. She expected him to protect Harry at all cost as he had made years before. But that was impossible. Because Ron wasn't Harry. She hugged Ron tightly and murmured. "I'm sorry Ron. I'm just upset." Surprisingly Ron hadn't remained angry. He hugged her back and then said."I'm going to inform the others. I'm sure my mother is too worried. Would you come with me? "Hermione sized her options for a while before answering. " No, I'm going to talk to the Healers. I want to learn how we should treat Harry and get information about his medication."

Ron kissed her forehead and disaparrated with a loud pop. Hermione took a deep breath and made her way back to Harry's room. She went in without knocking. Harry was awake just staring at the ceiling. But the moment he saw her suddenly the ceiling wasn't so much interesting.

"You are very stubborn Mudblood. What haven't you understand yet? I don't want to have any relation with you"

"I'm aware of that," said Hermione. "I only want to ask you a question. Then I'll leave you alone." With no warning Harry stood up and started getting closer to Hermione. Hermione took a step back and unconsciously touched her wand at her back pocket. Harry approached her and stood too close to her. He bowed his head so he could look her in the eyes and smirked. "Ask me whatever you want."

His tone made Hermione blush but she tried hard to compose herself. "I want you to tell me who hexed you." For a moment Harry stood silent but he quickly answered. "I can't remember that. But it doesn't matter since I'm fine."

"You are fine?" Hermione couldn't help but laugh at this statement. "You have changed. Whatever had hittened you…" She hadn't managed to finish her sentence.

Harry pressed his lips at her violently. She tried to push him away but years of Auror training had given to him a big advantage. And as the seconds were passing she felt better and better. She closed her eyes and her hand automatically gripped Harry's hair as Harry deepened the kiss. When after several minutes they broke apart for air back to his bed and Hermione still shocked and embarrassed turned to leave when she heard him whisper. "At least you kiss well Mudblood. Ron is right to be with you after all. But you know who said that only my best mate should have all the fun."

Hermione faced him again. She looked at him for a second and then said. "You know it's not fair to hit or tease anyone who is weaker than as. It's just unfair. But life isn't always fair." Harry's triumphant smile disappeared as confusion overcame him. He tried to tell something but Hermione didn't wait to hear a thing. She slapped him on his face so hard that her hand bruised as well. But she wouldn't let him know. She slammed the door as she made her way out with tears streaming down on her face for one more time this day.