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CH. 11 – Hero
Harry's POV
"Hey Harry, do you think we can get the ball back?" Neville Longbottom asked hesitantly behind me.
"No," I muttered robotically as I continued to throw the ping-pong ball against the wall.
Sighing, Neville walked away from my seat facing the wall. I had moved one of Draco's comfortable seats to face the wall where I continued to throw a ping-ball against it, pretending it was McLaggen's face. I didn't really mean to be a prick, but I just wasn't in the partying mood. I really had no desire to come to this party tonight in the first place, but Draco as usual, guilt tripped me into it. Claiming that if I were a real best friend, I would suck it up and go. Glancing over at Draco and Ginny still making out in the corner of a room, I rolled my eyes and smiled. It appeared that at least Draco was having a good time.
I threw the ball harder at the wall as my cheeks started to heat up in anger. My thoughts kept straying back to Hermione and the probably disgusting things McLaggen was doing to her upstairs. She looked completely gorgeous tonight. I had felt my cock twitch at the sight of her and all I wanted to do was drag her off somewhere where I could truly appreciate that fabulous body. But no, McLaggen had to drag her upstairs. What a bloody wanker. If he so much as touched her the wrong way, I would beat him into a bloody pulp. I took another sip of my drink of choice before I heard a voice behind me once again.
"Seriously mate, you won't give the ball back? I thought the guys were playing around. You look like shit," Ron said to me, leaning against the wall in front of me.
"Thanks for that. Always good to know my mates have my back," I answered.
"Alright, here is what we are doing to do. First, I am going to take that ball from you and give it back to the people actually trying to play beer pong. Then, I am going to find you someone to hook up with so I don't have too look at you in this pathetic state any longer. You are sucking the life out of the party."
"You can have the ball back, but I don't want to hook up with anyone else. They aren't Hermione."
"Come on man. You could have any girl in here. They are all dying to try out 'the Harry Potter'."
"Not interested."
"What about Luna, she's fit and I think she may go for you."
I looked at him like he had a hole in that flaming red head of his. I honestly think that Ron had to be the only one in school who did not know that Luna fancied him. Someone needed to knock some sense into him, but I just did not have the energy to do so. I was already slightly buzzed. "Nah, I think she has a thing for red heads anyway," I answered before taking another sip from my cup.
"Hmm, who would have known? Well we can find someone else for you," Ron replied completely missing the hint. I shook my head in slight amusement. That was Ron for you.
"Please tell me that you aren't the one who took the ball from the beer pong table. Why does it always have to be you?" Draco announced as he arrived next to Ron with Ginny discretely at his side. Ginny laughed as she shook her head at me in amusement.
"Oh for fuck's sake have bloody ball back," I shouted, throwing the ball at the beer pong table before it proceeded to enter one of the cups.
"Nice shot mate," Ron congratulated with a grin. I grinned back at him before sitting back down on my comfortable chair.
"So, have any of you seen Hermione lately? Harry more specifically since you like to stalk her? I haven't seen her since I got here over an hour ago. I am kind of worried right about now," Ginny asked apprehensively.
"I don't stalk her and she just happens to be upstairs with that cock sucker," I returned crossing my arms.
"Whoa score one for Granger. Did not see this coming," Draco said shaking his head in disbelief.
"Well, as long as she is fine with it," Ginny replied with a shrug.
I did not want to think about Hermione being fine with anything that involved McLaggen. Trying to keep my mind off of the prick at hand, I engrossed myself in conversation with Ron, Draco, and Ginny. Things were going well and I was actually loosening up a little when Ginny's mobile started to go off.
"Oh it's Hermione," Ginny announced as she flipped open her mobile. I sat up straighter aching to hear what she had to say. 'Put it on speaker', I mouthed to her as she held the phone up to her ear. She rolled her eyes at me playfully in response before answering the phone.
"Help me, please…." Hermione's voice whispered out on the other line.
"Hello, Hermione is that you? Where are you?" Ginny asked frantically into the receiver.
"Come, help…" Hermione slurred softly before the phone was disconnected.
Ginny closed the mobile with a worried expression on her face. My hands started to shake in anger. That asshole was going to die. No one hurt's my Hermione. Without another word, I got up from my seat and started to run pass the crowd of people occupying the spacious mansion. I pushed and shoved bodies out of the way, trying to make my way upstairs. I could hear Ginny, Draco, and Ron running behind me.
"Ron!" Ginny called out toward her brother.
"On it," Ron answered back as I heard his footsteps follow closely behind me.
I knew what she was trying to do. She was trying to get Ron to restrain me if I got out of hand. But at this moment in time, I could careless about anyone else around me. I would move anyone who got in my way of protecting Hermione. With thoughts of only her on my mind, I kicked open one of the closed doors.
I was starting to get frustrated as I walked away empty handed from the second door I had just kicked open. There were too many bloody doors in this gigantic house!
"Alright mate, stop kicking the doors in. I don't feel like getting in another row with my parent's about trashing the place again," Draco announced from behind me as I moved in front of another door.
"Calm down, I will reimburse you later. I need to find Hermione!" I replied in irritation as I kicked the door in. Angry yells erupted from the couple nestled in each other's arms in the third door I kicked in. I rolled my eyes and continued on down the hallway. I could hear Ginny apologising profusely to the people in the rooms. "Ginny, ring Hermione so I can try to figure out what bloody door she is in. This is getting ridiculous," I announced stopping before the red head impatiently.
She quickly took out her mobile and dialed the number. Stepping before the next door, I put my ear against it listening in for a ringtone. Soon enough, I could faintly identify what sounded like a phone ringing. I closed my eyes finally in relief before I proceeded to kick the door in. The sight that greeted me made me angrier than I have ever been in my entire life. All I saw was red before I threw myself at McLaggen.
I could hear shouting from Ron and Draco and a sad frightened scream from Ginny as I continued to punch McLaggen repeatedly in the face. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Draco and Ginny run towards Hermione's limp form on the bed.
"You fucking bastard I am going to rip your head off. I told you what would happen if you touched her didn't I? I am going to kill you!" I cried in pure hatred at the figure being pummeled before me. I could feel his blood running along my fist and I should have been completely grossed out at the site. But in that moment, I just wanted to cause him immense pain. I never wanted to see that creep walk again.
"Harry, Harry! Mate let up, let up. You are seriously going to kill him!" Ron shouted while trying to pull me off of the rapist.
"That's kind of the point," I muttered as I started punching McLaggen. At that point, he was completely unconscious and it felt more like I was hitting a lifeless doll than an actual human being.
Ron finally got a hold of me and lifted me off of McLaggen and threw me back against a corner of the wall. I started to curse at him for not letting me finish him off before I heard Ginny speak amongst the commotion.
"She won't wake up and I don't think she's breathing," Ginny announced with tears streaming down her face.
"What?" I yelled in disbelief before escaping Ron's strong hold and running towards Hermione.
I immediately dropped down to the ground before Hermione's unconscious body and ran my hands along her tear stricken face. I gently grabbed her wrist, searching for a pulse. I could not find one. I tried placing my hands against her neck praying to find anything at all. After a moment, I began to feel a very faint pulse. I bit my lip to stop from shouting in relief.
"She has a pulse. Draco call the ambulance," I asserted turning towards him before he nodded. As he started to talk on his mobile, I finally saw the crowd of people spilling out of the door hoping to catch a glimpse at the sight before them. "Get out of here, all of you!" I shouted in irritation as Ron started pushing people out of the door.
"Please be okay Hermione. I am so sorry. I shouldn't have let you go off with him. You have to be okay," I whispered looking back down at her.
I finally got a good look at the sight of her before me and I felt pure anguish course through me. Her once beautifully golden party dress was ripped and pieces were hanging on together for dear life. Her bra was exposed and red marks were on her arms and thighs. Feeling a cold wind against me, I looked over to see Ginny place a blanket from the bed on top of her best friend. I looked at her, giving her an appreciative nod, which she returned as she held Hermione's left hand.
Stroking Hermione's hair softly, I put her head against my lap as we waited for the ambulance to arrive. It had to be the longest wait of my life and all I could think about was what I would do if I never got the chance to see those beautiful bright brown eyes again.
You guessed it! It's Harry to the rescue! Lolz. We will have to see if Hermione wakes up. I wonder what will happen to Cormac? Click to the next chapter to find out!