A week and a half had passed, and Hermione spent every afternoon with Tom. She was amazed though, she somewhat, actually liked being with him. She usually forgot about the fact that he kills James and Lily in the future. A few of the recent meetings were interrupted when Hermione had to leave and vomit, she was doing that a lot lately, and she was a bit hungrier than usual. She intended on going to the hospital wing to get some medicine or something.
Her morning was usual; she woke up and ran to the bathroom to vomit for a bit. She then got ready and went to class with her fellow Slytherins, particularly Tom, Severus, and Lucius. Her first class was Defense Against the Dark Arts. They learned how to protect themselves against a dementor. They did not do very well, except for a select few people (Hermione. . .). Between classes she ran to the hospital wing, she had Care of Magical Creatures next, so she did not care if she was a few minutes late, she knew Dumbledore was very understanding.
The Hospital Wing was not very full. The nurse ushered Hermione to a bed and had Hermione sit.
"What is wrong with you, dear?" she asked as she pressed her hand to Hermione's forehead. "No fever."
"I've been throwing up a lot. . ." Hermione trailed off.
"Oh my, I hope you don't have that bug going around, as you can see, it is not that bad right now," she looked around the room. "I will need to test you for it, so I know what to give you. I need to take care of a few other students first, though, I will be with you in a minute."
"Thanks," Hermione said as the nurse walked away. Hermione put her bag on her lap and opened it, taking Bianca out. Bianca looked ghostly and completely green; she did not look solid. She wore a long dress and had waist-long hair. Bianca curled up on Hermione's hand, asleep, but woke up quickly then smiled at Hermione, who smiled back. Bianca walked across the sheets then sat on the other end of the bed and put her head in her hands, imitating Hermione and sighed. Hermione turned to look at Bianca because she sighed then laughed at her. Bianca smiled then went back to the same position imitating Hermione. The nurse came back with a short stick in hand.
"I'm going to put this up to your throat, if it changes red, you just have the bug that is going around, the other colours symbolize other illnesses," she said and put the stick up to Hermione's throat. It took a few minutes, but it eventually turned yellow.
"Yellow?" Hermione asked.
"That does not seem right," the nurse gave Hermione a strange look. "I will go get a new one, maybe this one is broken," she said and walked away to her office to get a new one.
"Yellow. . ." Hermione repeated then laughed a bit as she watched Bianca play on the bed. The nurse returned quickly and looked at Bianca.
"What is that thing?" she pointed to Bianca
"A Fukal Fae. Her name is Bianca," Hermione smiled and Bianca nodded and bowed down to the nurse.
"Interesting thing. . ." she said and paused as if mesmerized. "Okay, here is the new medi-wand," she said and put it to Hermione's throat. So that is what they are called? Medi-wands. . .
"It is yellow again," Hermione said.
"That cannot be right. . ." the nurse paused and looked from the medi-wand to Hermione. "I will be right back, I want to double check the charts. . ." she walked off saying "This cannot be right," over and over. Hermione and Bianca exchanged a look.
"I wonder what's wrong. . ." Hermione said to Bianca then began humming to herself as she waited. She watched the nurse leave her office and approach Hermione.
"So, what is wrong with me?" Hermione asked worriedly because of the shocked expression on the nurse's face.
"Well. . ."