I can't believe it's been a year since Maybe It's Not So Bad started. Thank you everyone who has ever read and to the people who have stuck by this story since the beginning. I'm so sorry for not writing in such a long time. School's been hectic but it's over and I have more time to write. Another reason why it took me so long is cause I probably wrote and rewrote this chapter about three times. Sorry for any mistakes, not matter how many times I reread and check some always slip. Thanks to all of the people who stuck by this sorry even after all of the long updates. You guys are fantastic!
So did any of you go to Comic Con? I always wanted to go but I haven't been able to.
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Hermione and George ran down another hallway looking for any methods of escaping. Bellatrix and her two henchmen were right on their tails. "Locomotor Mortis!" Bellatrix bellowed as she sent the curse after Hermione. George had heard the incantation and spun Hermione around so that he was the one the curse hit. "George!" Hermione stopped and and tried to help George back on his feet before the Death eaters reached them. But by the time Hermione had gotten George up and said the counter curse Bellatrix, Yaxley, and Rabastan were already there blocking any way of escaping. "Damn," muttered George as they all took stances to fight.
Bellatrix was the first to fire, aiming at Hermione. "Crucio!" Hermione blocked it just in time but her body was feeling the affects from the last time she and Bellatrix fought. George needed a distraction and he needed it fast. George sent a spell knocking both Yaxley and Rabastan off their feet. He was about to send one to Bellatrix when he felt something hit his chest. George fell to the ground writhing in pain. He felt burning hot knives pierce his body. Yaxley had Hermione in his grasp preventing her from reaching George. She watch Bellatrix cruciate George, feeling the tears rush down her face in anger as she yelled at the evil witch to and tried everything to escape Yaxley.
"Stop it, stop it, stop hurting him!" Hermione screamed at the top of her lungs. She elbowed Yaxley in the stomach, knocking the breathe out of him and letting her go. "Petrificus Totalus!" Yaxley hands stuck to his side and he fell with a thump to the ground. Rabastan had gone to patrol by Bellatrix's command. Hermione sent spell that made Bellatrix crash into a near by door. She ran up to George, checking his pulse. It was there and he had stopped writhing. "George, wake up! Please wake up." More tears stained her cheeks.
She heard a cackle and turned her attention to the approaching figure. Bellatrix walked with limp, her clothes were torn and her hair was askew. She looked insane. "Think it's easy to stop me sweetheart?" She spat out in amusement. Hermione boiled with anger. She was sick and tired of Bellatrix and death eaters in general. "I'm so freaking tired of you!" The young witch exploded with rage and took steps toward Bellatrix, her wand pointing threateningly at her neck. "Expelliarmus!" Bellatrix's wand flew right into Hermione's hand.
She pocketed it in her back jeans pocket. "You ruined everything for me! You and you're stupid Dark lord and followers! My family, my friends, and everyone else has suffered because of this idiotic war. Some of my friends are dead! People that were in my life dead, beaten, or scarred! I hate you! You call me pathetic, then what are you? You are a psychotic, disgusting bitch! " Hermione was standing in front of Bellatrix, her wand touching the death eater's neck. Bellatrix looked at her, seeing something in the young witch's eye. Something she'd seen before, pure hate and anger. It was all for her and the rest of the death eaters still alive.
"What are you going to do about it? You're just a naive little girl! Ha, you can't do anything! Cause you can't do nothing, look where you are," she indicated to the room, "You're in a place miles away from your home. Hurt, beaten, and your bloody boyfriend is on the floor not moving. I may look crazy, but I still win and I will always win!" Bellatrix hissed. She grabbed Hermione by her neck and twisted her arm around so now that Hermione had a wand pressed against her neck. "I will always win!"
Bellatrix grabbed Hermione by her hair and threw her on the ground. "To die by your own wand, very pathetic don't you think? Any last word?" Hermione stayed silent but slowly grabbed the wand in her back pocket. "No, what a pity. Avada Ka-" "Stupefy!" A red light hit Bellatrix right on her chest and flew backwards on the the floor. Hermione lowered the wand and threw it far away from her. She grabbed her wand back from the unconscious witch and ran back to George's body. Hermione had said the charm with such power that Bellatrix wouldn't be up for quite a while.
"George please wake up!" She checked his pulse once more. It was there but faint. Hermione could feel her body give in to her own fatigue and pain as her vision blurred. The last thing she could remember was someone calling her name and a pair of emerald eyes stare down at her.
"He's still sleeping. I'm terribly sorry but there isn't anything new." George heard coming from his left. He tried to open his eyes but they wouldn't budge. Neither would his body. "How's Hermione then?" His ears perked up at Hermione's name. George tried again to move something to get the people's attention but his body wouldn't cooperate with his brain. "Nothing on the girl either, she's still not responding to anything." George heard another voice that he recognized as his brother's. "Thanks Healer Green." He heard heavy foot steps leave and a chair move as Fred sat on it. George tried again to open his eye or at least move his hands. It seemed like his brain and body were finally cooperating as George opened his eyes to a bright light.
It took a while for them to adjust but he finally lifted up his body in a sitting position and looked around. "Hey Fred," George realized how dry his throat was. "Fred, can you get me a glass of water?" Fred was happy to see his brother finally awake. "Sure Georgie." Fred came back with water and Healer Green to examine George. The healer waved his wand over George, muttering. "Well everything likes good. You only had a few bruised ribs and a sprained ankle. We fixed those right up when you came," Healer Green pulled out a vial with a green liquid, "but you will have to take this potion twice a day for the next week because of all the Cruciatus Curses." He handed George the vial and then walked out of the room on to his next patient.
George opened the small tube and sniffed the potion, making a face at the horrid smell. He looked to Fred with a small smile. "Well bottoms up." He drank the potion, making a face of disgust in the process. "Merlin, that was awful!" He put the bottle on the table next to him. "Good to see you're doing well Georgie, I was worried there." The happy tone of his voice was gone."I thought that you might not wake up." George could feel how upset and shaken his brother was. "It's alright Fred, I'm awake now." He gave his brother a hug and was left alone when Fred went to get the rest of the family. He took a deep breathe and closed his eyes, he wanted to just relax. George tried to remember what happened before he blacked out due to being cruciated.
"Ah George!" He opened his eyes to be squashed into a hug by his mother. "Um, mum..need...to breathe." released her grip but still held George by his face, cupping his cheeks. "Sorry dear, but I'm just so happy you're finally awake. The healer said you'll be able to go home soon." George grinned at the news, but then he frowned as his mind wonder back to what happened. "Mum, where's Hermione?" Instead of his mother's voice, George heard Ginny's."She's awake, I just came back from her room." George threw the blankets off his body and headed for the door. "Room 65!" Ginny yelled as George exited the room. A thanks could be heard from down the hall.
George finally reached Room 65. "Hermione, are you awake?" He walked in to see Hermione sitting on the bed, talking with Harry, Ron, and Luna. "George!" Hermione jumped out of bed and ran, crushing George into a hug. He wrapped his arms around her tiny torso, bringing her closer. Hermione and George didn't know how long they stood like that but they were brought back by a loud cough. They turned to see a smiling Luna, and a smirking Harry and Ron. "I think it's time to go. Don't you agree?" Luna said turning to the two gentlemen. Both nodded and followed the blonde witch out of the room. Ron stopped for a moment and gave a quick hug to his brother. "It's good to see you up George." George returned the hug. "It's good to see you too Ron."
"How are you feeling?" Hermione asked. Hermione went to sit on her bed and George occupied one of the three chairs. "I should be asking you that." He noticed the wince Hermione made when she got back on the bed. "I'm fine, no need to worry," She gave him a faint smile but George was still frowning, "You never answered my question." George grabbed Hermione's hand gently in comfort. "The healer said that everything is fine. All I have to do is take this horrid green potion. What about you?"
"The healers want to keep me for more observations. They haven't found anything to cure what Bellatrix did to me." George didn't know what to say upon hearing the news. "It's going to be alright Hermione, don't you worry." Hermione pulled her hand away. "You don't know that George! What if they don't find a cure? What if they can't stop the blasted spell?" Her voice grew quiet, "What if I die?" She looked down at her hands, shielding her face with her hair. George hadn't really thought of what would happen if the spell took it's course. His heart wrenched at the thought of Hermione laying on the bed cold and pale, and not moving.
He gently guided Hermione's face to mirror his own. "Hermione look at me. You can't think like that. The healers will find a cure, I just know it! I can't lose you and I won't!" Hermione wished she could think like that, but she had to be realistic. She cupped George's cheek. "George, you don't know that for sure." He gave a small chuckle. "Of course I do. I'm George Weasley and I can feel it," He sent her a cocky smile, "Have I ever been wrong?" That made Hermione smile. She grabbed a near by pillow and smacked it against George's head. "You're a little too sure of yourself there Mr. Weasley." She was awarded with a toothy smile from George, "Well of course Miss Soon To Be Hermione Weasley, it's part of my charm."
Hermione pondered what he said for a moment. "Hermione Weasley? I like the sound of that." She wrapped her arms George's neck pulling him close. "I do too." George said, closing the small gap between them.
Well that's the end of Bellatrix, or is it? So what do you guys think, Yay or nay? Sorry again for the long absence. I was going to post it Tuesday but I came down with something and was sick part of Tuesday and most of Wednesday. I'm almost better now and just had to finish this and post. Okay now I have something important to talk about with all of you. Hermione and George's wedding is coming up in about two chapters. So I was wondering if anybody had any ideas for Hermione's wedding dress and color scheme. I have a few but I wanted your opinions too. PM a link to a site or a drawing for the dress and color schemes. Thanks again!