Hey everyone! Who's ready for one of the surprises to come out in this chapter? I am and you've guys been asking for a long time now so here you go. Sorry it took so long I finally had an idea of how the chapter should go. Plus school is hardly giving me any time to write but I'm on vacation right now thankfully.
So I'm really into Doctor Who. Any of you watch it? And if you do what's your favorite episode? Mine so far is the Empty Child. I'm also like totally obsess with Les Miserables since I saw the movie this past Christmas. I recommend it if you have never seen it and if you have we should totally have a discussion about. Hardly anyone I know has seen it.
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Hermione woke up to the smell of bacon frying from the kitchen. She stretched and slowly got out of bed. As she got up, something was stirring at the bottom of her stomach. It felt like a stomachache but slightly worse. Hermione walked into the bathroom and opened the cupboard. There were some muggle pills she bought last time her stomach had felt this way. She took two and swallowed a handful of water from the sink. The pills started to kick in a couple of minutes after and she was feeling much better. Hermione brushed her teeth and changed into a red jumper and a pair jeans. She put her hair in a loose ponytail.
"Hey George!" Hermione said entering the kitchen. She poured herself a glass of orange juice. George turned around and handed her a plate of food. "Here you go madam." George announced and bowed. "Why thank you good sir!" Hermione thanked and curtsied. He sat down and started to read the paper. Hermione ate the eggs, savoring their taste, when her stomach made a sound. George glanced at her, eyebrow raised. "Sorry." she blushed. They continued eating when Hermione's stomach started to make noises and she ran to the bathroom, George followed. He found Hermione bent over the toilet, vomiting.
"Mya, I think you need to go to St. Mungos." Hermione had finished and was brushing her teeth. "No George, I'm fine. Just a stomach flu." Hermione said trying to convince George but she was also trying to convince herself. "You sure Hermione?" Hermione nodded but then she was bent over the toilet again puking her guts out and to both of their surprises blood. "Okay Hermione I'm taking you to St. Mungos." Hermione didn't argue. George helped Hermione up and they apparated to St. Mungos. They were greeted by Judy. "What's wrong Hermione?" Her voice was full of concern. "I don't know. I woke up and my stomach was killing. It feels even worse then when I first came here." Judy helped Hermione into a wheelchair. "Okay then, let's get you to a room and see what's the matter then." She wheeled Hermione down to one of the vacant rooms on the other side of the hospital with George right behind them.
Hermione was settled into a bed and was hooked up to the machines. Judy came in with a blue looking potion. "Drink this, it will help with the pain and it might just help us figure out what's wrong." Hermione downed the lumpy liquid quickly in hopes of avoiding the horrid taste. Judy left the room right after, leaving George and Hermione to their thoughts. "How are you feeling?" George asked trying to fill the silence. Hermione glared at him with her arms crossed against her chest. George put his hands up in mock surrender. "Okay stupid question. Did the potion at least help then?" Hermione nodded and rested her head against the soft pillow.
Hermione was scared. She was the Brightest Witch of Her Age and she didn't even know what was wrong. That's what scared her the most, not knowing. "A sickle for you thoughts." George's voice snapped her out of her thoughts. "I'm scared George and I don't like it. I'm suppose to know what's going on inside me. It's my own freaking body damn it and I don't even know what's wrong with it! What's even worse is that I can't do anything about it!" George grasped her hand tightly. "Hermione you don't need to worry. I'm sure that they'll figure out everything." He leaned over and kissed her gently on the forehead.
George was scared too. He looked down at her. Hermione's face was pale from all the blood from all the blood she had thrown up earlier. She looked so frail and vulnerable. He had never seen her like this and he hoped he never did again. It didn't fit Hermione. Judy came back with a Healer named Johnson. Both Hermione and George were confused. Where was Healer Washington? He checked Hermione out and was was puzzled by the results. He had to step out of the room with Judy to discuss everything. Judy came back in a while later. Her face expression was serious with a touch of sadness.
"Hermione, George I have some bad news. I'm very sorry." Hermione's face paled at her words and George squeezed her hand tighter. She waited for them to respond but all was silent so Judy continued. "You see, it seems that the spell that hit you a couple of months ago actually caused something to happen in your body. The spell is...well it's eating you inside out. I'm so sorry we couldn't figure it out earlier, you just slept the whole time you were here and we didn't detect anything wrong with you." Judy looked up to see Hermione's face expression. It was emotionless, her forehead furrowed while she was in thought. "Wait you said that the last time I was here all I did was sleep right?" Hermione asked confused. Judy nodded. "That can't possibly be. I was awake and checked out by Healer Washington, don't you remember?"
Now it was Judy's turn to be confused. "What do you mean? There isn't a Healer Washington that works here, let alone checked you out the last time you were here."
The healers sedated Hermione and left to think of the next step to take. George was left to sit by her side after telling his family why they weren't able to come to lunch that day. He rested his head against the chair, closing his eyes. This was too much to take in. George and Hermione were shocked to find out Healer Washington wasn't real, they couldn't even understand how it was possible. Was it all an illusion? There was a knock on the door and George's eyes snapped open. "Come in." To George's surprise there stood Healer Washington. "What in bloody hell?" George murmured. "Ah hello! How's my patient, I just got word you come here and rushed as quickly as I could." She gave him a warm smile but George just stared. "How are you even here?"
The healer just looked at George and laughed. "What do you mean? I'm here to check on Ms. Granger?" George just rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands. "But Judy said you weren't real?" Healer Washington's smile disappeared and was replaced with a scowl. "Stupid mudblood. She just had to ruin everything." The witch grabbed for her wand. "No matter, I guess plans change." She pointed her wand at him. George jumped to his feet with his wand but the healer was much faster. "Stupefy!" The spell hit George square in the chest. He flew back into the wall with a thud and landed on the floor. Hermione didn't move.
"Good, let the little mudblood sleep." Healer Washington came up to Hermione a slide a green potion down her throat. "Just a little longer sweetie and your suffering will be over." Healer Washington chuckled and just stared at the sleeping witch with an evil grin. She noticed George was starting to come to his senses. She walked over to George and slid the same green liquid down his throat. "Good night weasel." Her voice was ice cold like steel. Before George could utter a word, his vision went black.
Hermione opened her eyes slowly. She was about to rub her eyes when she noticed her hands were chained together. "What the hell!" She was fully awake now. "Hermione, are you awake yet?" A voice was heard from her left side, sadly the room had no lights or windows. "Yeah. I'm awake George. What happened?" George scooted over to where Hermione's voice was. his hands were also chained. "All I remember was Healer Washington coming in, then hitting the wall and blacking out." He finally reached Hermione and she rested her head on his shoulder. "George we have to get out of here. I just can't figure out how yet." George could just imagine Hermione forehead wrinkling as the ideas stormed in her head. "While you were asleep I walked around the room and tried to um...'see' what's here. There's just one door and that's only for when some bloke comes in and checks on us." Hermione nodded and started to speak when the door creaked open.
Neither could see who it was. All they saw was the person's wand they were using to light the room. "Awe look they're both awake. Rabastan take the boy out." Both were surprise to hear Yaxley's voice. Hermione saw Rabastan come in, and grabbed George first. He pulled George harshly to get up. George kept trying to fight him off but Rabastan casted a body binding curse. "Where are you taking him?" Hermione voice was cold and emotionless. Yaxley just smiled and grabbed Hermione by the hair. He pulled her up with a yelp from Hermione. "There's someone who's dying to see you." Hermione didn't try to fight Yaxley, she knew she had to wait it out and then strike when the right opportunity came.
Yaxley led Hermione into a large room that resembled a den, or it used to be. Hermione took in her surroundings. The room was completely trashed, furniture burnt, the walls had holes in it, and everything was either chard or broken. Yaxley still had her by the arm and Hermione noticed her wand sticking out of his back pocket. Hermione pretend that she tripped and when she was falling she snatched her wand from Yaxley. "Clumsy girl! Get up!" He yanked her hair again earning another high yelp from Hermione. She tucked her wand into her sleeve for safe keeping. Yaxley threw her against an old dusty couch. It broke underneath her from impact. "She's all yours." Hermione saw a dark shadow move slowly towards her. She couldn't believe her eyes.
"Bella-a-atrix Lestrange! How in Merlin's name are you alive?" Bellatrix moved forward, pulling her wand in front of her. "Incarcerous!" Hermione fell to the floor hard. "Comfortable? Good!" Bellatrix cupped Hermione's chin with her slender fingers. She dragged a long sharp nail against Hermione's cheek drawing blood. "Such a pretty face,but not for long." Hermione glared and tried to slap her hand away, but then she remembered the curse. "Get off me you evil psycho!" Bellatrix cackled and withdrew her hand.
"Touchy Touchy." Bellatrix was having fun teasing her prisoner. "You know Bellatrix, you still haven't answered my question. How Are You Here?" Hermione asked. Bellatrix shook her head. "I know what you're trying to do. You think you could distract me and come up with a way to escape." She grabbed Hermione's chin forcefully, making their eyes meet. "And they call you the Brightest Witch of Your Age. Ha! Well sweetie there's a reason why I'm not dead like your little friends. Cruico!" Hermione screamed as the curse hit her body. Bellatrix was loving every last bit of it. She really was psycho. After about a good ten minutes, Bellatrix stopped the spell and let the young witch breathe.
"Since your going to die soon I suppose I could tell you what I've been up to. Well as you can see I am alive. The filthy weasel mother didn't kill me." Hermione caught her breathe and glared at the evil witch. "How-w-w is that eve-n possible?" Bellatrix paced around the room, her wand to her mouth as if it were a pencil. "It was simple actually. All I had to do was stay and watch as your weak friends die," She bent down to Hermione's level and twirled a piece of hair between her slender fingers."And all it cost was a few strands of hair." She pulled the strand of hair causing Hermione to scream.
Hermione wanted to free herself just to kill the wretched woman but she had to find out the whole story. She wracked through her brain for anything that Bellatrix could have used that required hair. "Polyjuice potion, is that what you used?" Bellatrix smiled wickedly. "Smart wasn't it?" Hermione did think it was smart but she would never admit that even if her life depended on it, which it kind of did. Instead she smirked," So who was the poor bloke who had to be you? Must of been torture with that face of yours." George was rubbing off on her. Bellatrix scowled, her eyes ablaze with anger. "Crucio!" Hermione screamed as the curse hit her body.
"You dirty little mudblood should know to watch your tongue around me or you won't even have one." Bellatrix cackled, "Doesn't matter anyways. Soon you won't be able to do anything at all. So how should I kill you, hm? The killing curse or should I just make you go insane just like your friend's parents. How are they anyways, still out of their minds?" Hermione filled with anger wanting nothing more than to claw the woman's eyes out. Bellatrix glided to the door and turned the knob. "Or maybe I should just kill your fiancé." Yaxley was once again at the door but this time he brought a new prisoner. "George!" Hermione screamed at the sight of her man.
George was dragged into the room and placed in front of Hermione. He was beaten up badly and looked like he had been through hell and back. Bellatrix grabbed a fist full of hair and yanked his head up. Hermione took in the sight of his face. It was bruised and he had a black eye but he was alive, that what's important. George had bruises on his knuckles, so at least he fought back. Yaxley stood by Bellatrix but he also had bruises. 'Good job George!' She thought. Bellatrix pointed her wand underneath George's chin. His eyes were only focused on Hermione. He was more than happy to see her alive. He could feel Bellatrix wand and he thought he was going to die. He caught Hermione's eyes. I love you he mouthed.
No! Hermione was not going to lose George, she wasn't going to lose anyone else she loved. She had lost too many already. Hermione used the counter curse and the ropes slipped off her body. Thank Merlin for nonverbal magic. "Expelliarmus!" Bellatrix's wand flew across the room. She snarled at the younger witch and threw George on the floor. "You little brat!" Yaxkey stepped forward already casting a spell but Hermione was too quick for him. "Stupefy!" Yaxley was thrown back and crashed into Bellatrix, knocking them both unconscious. "Accio!" George's wand flew from Yaxley's body and landed in Hermione's hand.
George ran towards Hermione, embracing her in his arms. "Are you okay?" She nodded and grabbed his hand. "Come on, we need to get out of here." They ran out the room and turned to the left. They didn't know where they were going but it had to be somewhere other than that room. The place they were being held captive was very large and had many doors. Hermione knew they couldn't just run away, they had to come up with a plan. George apparently was thinking the same thing. He pulled Hermione down another endless hallway. "This way!" He lead her to an empty bedroom, it looked like the den. Chared, destroyed, and forgotten.
Each caught they're breathe but as soon as Hermione finally was breathing normal, George captured her lips with his. His arms wrapped around her waist, bringing her closer. Her arms slid around his neck instantly. He was just happy she was okay. After the kiss, he held her. He didn't want to let go, not wanting to lose her again. "George we need to think of a plan and fast." George nodded in agreement. Hermione pulled out her wand. First, they had to send for help. "Expectro Patronum." She whispered to the otter and soon it flew away in search for help. "What's our next move?" George asked while looking outside making sure no one was there. Hermione paced around the small bedroom.
"All I can think of is fighting them off until reinforcements come." Hermione pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. How did they even get into this situation? "Alright, but first I think we should heal some of these wounds." George said and led Hermione onto the bed. He healed the cut on her cheek and some of the bruises on her body but he really couldn't do anything since she had been hit with the cruciatus curse more than once. Hermione fixed George's black eye and the bruises on his face and knuckles.
George grabbed Hermione's hand and led her to the door. "You ready?" Hermione nodded. "We're in this together." George looked at her one more time and nodded, tightening his hold on her hand. "Together." They opened the door ran down the hall way dodging the spells that were being thrown at them. Bellatrix had found them but they kept running, neither letting go of the other.
Longest chapter so far! I know I know, I left this chapter in a cliffhanger. I just had to. So thanks for reading and if you can leave a review telling me what you thought. Also, sorry for any spelling mistakes, I don't have spell check on my laptop. One last note, I know some of you are going to ask "why Herione didn't try to fight Bellatrix since she took back her wand." Well I wanted you all to know how Bellatrix survived just like how Hermione needed to know. Anyways hope you guys liked it and I'll see you all soon.