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TND (The New DragonGirl) DREW THAT! WEll she drew something even awesomer but i had to edit it down to that.
Chapter 11: Bloody Hell
“Aunt Hermione!! Aunt Hermione!!” Nina gasped as she came running into the kitchen.
“What’s wrong?” Hermione asked.
“Erin… she’s all blue and making weird sounds!”
Hermione smiled nervously, “Sh-she’s what, Nina?”
“Blue, and shaking and making weird sound!” Nina cried.
“Oh no.” Hermione said as she pushed passed the five-year-old and ran to Jami’s room. That’s when Hermione saw her, she was a faint blue color and laying still on her back with Jami poking her, “Wake up, no naptime!” Jami shrieked.
“What happened?” Ginny said in a voice so unlike her own it scared her.
“I’ll get Ron.” Angelina said and ran back down the hall.
“We were playing a game,” Kealyn started as Hermione rushed to Erin’s side, “And we took off
her shoes. Erwin looked at her foots and said she had to tell you something then started shaking!”
“What’s… bloody hell!” Ron yelped as he entered the room and saw Hermione kneeling by Erin’s lifeless body.
“Erin!” Hermione sobbed shaking her gently, "Don't do this to me, please."
Ron knelt behind Hermione and lifted her gently to her feet, “We need to take her to St. Mungo’s, okay?” he said trying to be strong for his pregnant wife and his nieces and nephews who looked terrified.
Hermione nodded slowly.
“Let me take her.” Ron said in a calm yet firm voice. Hermione nodded silently again, “You have to let go of her.” Ron told her. Hermione reluctantly took her hands off of the little girl and Ron and Erin disappeared with a crack. Hermione let out a loud sob and buried her face in her hands. Ginny walked over to her best friend and put her arms around her.
“It’ll be okay, do you want to go to the hospital?” Ginny asked softly to her grieving friend.
“Okay, let’s floo.” Ginny said helping Hermione up.
“Me too!” Jami screamed. Harry, who was now holding the squirming toddler, struggled to keep her at hand.
“No, Jami, you stay here… Angelina?” Ginny asked.
“Go ahead.” Angelina said and took Jami from Harry. Katie held the rest of the now crying kids back.
“Thanks.” Ginny said and lead Hermione through the living room and to the fireplace, followed by Harry.
Ginny and Hermione went at the same time, “St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries!” Ginny said.
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN I HAVE TO FILL OUT THESE BLOODY FORMS FIRST!?!?! MY DAUGHTER IS DYING YOU---"
“Ron!” Ginny yelled before her brother could make the situation worse.
“Ginny, tell this…”
“Look, mam my daughter is dying and by Merlin if I don’t see a Healer right now, you have spells on you that you’ve Never. Even. Heard of.” Hermione threatened. The lady looked terrified and grabbed up her intercom, “Would Healer Thomas please come and deal with these very pleasant patients…” Hermione couldn’t take it any more she grabbed the intercom,
“PARVATI THOMAS YOU GET YOUR ARSE HERE THIS MINUTE! ERIN IS IN CRITICAL CONDITION!” she yelled into it.
The three seconds that it took her to get there seemed like an eternity.
crack Parvati appeared in front of them with three nurses.
“What happened?” Healer Thomas asked, concerned as she saw the lifeless body of the little girl.
“If we knew, do you think we’d be here?” Ron said, agitated.
“Just asking.” Parvati remained calm as she had been taught to do when dealing with hysterical parents.
“Well stuff the questions and find out what’s wrong with her!” Hermione said on the verge of tears again.
“I will, you wait here.” Parvati said.
“No, I want to come!” Hermione persisted. Ginny, Ron, and Harry had to hold Hermione down while Parvati and the nurses wheeled Erin through two white doors and out of sight. She broke down completely, allowing Ginny Ron to carry her to a chair.
“She can’t go, Ron! She can’t!” she sobbed. Ron kneeled down beside her, took her hands and kissed them softly.
“It’ll be ok.” He told her, though he wasn’t sure himself.
Hermione finally fell asleep on Ron. Ron finally fell asleep on the floor with his head resting on
the seat of the chair behind him. Ginny and Harry finally went home, after much persuasion from Ron and Hermione. Now, Hermione laid on Ron who was sitting on the sanitized floor of St. Mungo’s with his head back and his mouth open. They were the only ones in the waiting room for the moment.
“Ron. Hermione.” Healer Thomas said sitting down in the nearest chair that was clear of Ron’s drool.
“Ron, Hermione.” The tired healer repeated.
“What?” Hermione asked lifting her head off of Ron’s lap, “Oh, Healer Thomas! Ron! Wake up!” Hermione said and shoved Ron so hard that he fell over sideways hitting his head on multiple chairs, “Sorry, Dear.” She apologized.
“Well,” Parvati started, “Now that you are both awake…” she looked at Ron who was rubbing his head, “I have news on Erin.”
“Is she alive, oh Merlin tell me she’s alive!” Hermione cried.
“Yes, she is alive. But she’s in very critical condition.” Healer Thomas said fumbling with the corners of her papers. Hermione was somewhat relieved.
“Is… is she going to make it?” Ron asked quietly.
“I can’t say.” Parvati admitted.
“Can we see her?” Hermione asked.
“I guess, but I must warn you, she doesn’t look good and she’s unconscious.”
“I don’t care.” Hermione protested.
“Follow me.” Hermione and Ron jumped up and followed the Healer down the Hall. ‘Critical Care Unit.’ Read a sign above them in big letters. They kept walking.
“Almost there.” Healer Thomas said. They passed another sign, ‘Cure for Magical Urinary Problems.’
“Keep it moving, Jerry!” A wizard called levitating the sign, “’Excuse me, folks.” Said that man and kept moving the sign.
“Here, now I’m going to go home and another healer, Healer Gromes, is going to take over with Erin.”
“Thanks, Parvati.” Hermione smiled and braced herself and entered the room. There she was. Little Erin lying in the cold, hard hospital bed with all sorts of machine attached to her.
Both Ron and Hermione were to shocked by Erin’s lifeless appearance to say anything or move. The just stood at the door and looked at the little girl that they had come to love so dearly.
“Erin.” Hermione finally whispered and walked over to her. She didn’t move, “Oh, Erin!” Hermione sobbed. Ron walked over and slipped his hand around her waist and whispered into Hermione’s hair, “Everything will be alright.”
“How do you know?” Hermione whispered back still staring at Erin.
“Because a smart man once said, ‘Love conquers all.’”
“Who said that?” Hermione asked quietly, touched that Ron even knew such a saying.
“I don’t know, but I’m sure he was smart…” Ron answer. Hermione laughed a wet laugh.
They moved into the two chairs next to the bed and Hermione held Erin’s hand.
“Ron?” Hermione asked.
“What time is it?” she asked wondering how long they had been there.
“Er… 5: 45.” Ron said looking at his watch, “Bloody hell! The trail!”
“Oh Merlin! I forgot! We have fifteen minutes to get there! We have to tell Harry and Ginny to
sit with Erin!”
“I’ll go you go to the trail, I’ll meet you there, stall as long as you can!” Ron said and they both jumped up and ran down the hall. Hermione apparated to the Ministry and Ron to Ginny and Harry’s.
“Badge and slip of authorization.” The witch standing at the door leading to courtroom twelve said, barely looking at Hermione.
“Oh, no.. I have it in my pocket, I think.” Hermione said and search her pockets. She found her badge but couldn’t find the letter that she had been sent anywhere. “I... I don’t know what happened to it!” Hermione said.
“No slip, no entry.” The lady told her, she shuffled a pile of papers in her hands, "Gosh... know when lunch break is?" She muttered to the attendant next to her, he solemnly shook his head.
“Oh you have to let me in there! It’s a matter of life a death!” Hermione cried. This was not what she and the baby needed.
“Yeah, sure. Sorry lady.” The witch grumbled.
“Hermione! I have it!” Ron said running up to her, “I have the slip, here.” He gasped and handed the lady the slip. The witch scanned it with her wand and handed it back to them.
“Thank you and have a nice day.” She said as if it was nothing but a recited line.
“Stuff it.” Hermione muttered as she passed her into the large courtroom. The walls were made of stone and dimly lit by torches. Empty benches rose on either side of Hermione and Ron, but right ahead, in the highest benches, were many shadowy figures. They had been talking in low voices but as the heavy door shut behind them, silence fell.
“You’re late, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.”
“I’m so terribly sorry! We were at Harry and Ginny’s and then Erin got sick and would move and started coughing and turned blue and we had to take her to St. Mungo's and then we fell asleep and she’s not doing well and then we remembered and we had to get someone to stay with ---"
The man in the middle held up a hand. “That is enough. We will look past it, this time.” Said the Minister of Magic, Cole Winnerger. The previous Minister had died in the Final Battle.
“Thank you sir.” Ron said.
“Sit.” he said pointing to two chairs opposite of Malfoy.
They did as they were told. “Who are we missing now?” Winnerger demanded.
“My wife, Reilly, she had an appointment, sir.” Malfoy answered, a slight smug look crossing his face, “It was vital that she attended.” Just then the heavy doors opened, once again and in walked a lady with long white-blonde hair and a very pregnant belly.
"Sorry I'm late," she simpered, running a hand over her swelled stomach.
A/N: dun dun dun.. don’t you love me? No… well, please review anyways!
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