Chapter 13 : Healing
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“I-I can't go down for this, it wasn't me!” He shouted and Harry didn't recognise the voice, although it sounded like the man had several different accents so maybe he was faking.
“Let her go then,” Harry told him and pointed his wand at his chest, “if you don't I will hurt you.” The laugh that escaped the man was chilling.
“Do your worse, I've had it worse and more. I'm not scared of you,” Hermione whimpered slightly as the man's grip became tighter on her arm.
“We can talk, just let her go. If you are telling me the truth and it wasn't you, then you'll be fine,” but the man shook his head.
“No, no talking. I came to give you the girl, now I want to go. Remove the spell from your office that stops people from coming and going by apparition and you can have her.”
“How do I know you won’t leave with her if I do that?” Harry asked. He couldn't allow him to leave, he was the closest thing to a lead they had, and even if he hadn't been the one to kidnap Hermione, he should know who had. But then the awful image of Hermione sprawled dead on the ground in front of him swam before his eyes, and he knew he could not let that happen. He hurriedly formulated a plan, praying it would work.
“If I was going to leave with her I wouldn't have brought her here in the first place,” Harry nodded before pointing his wand up at the ceiling. It glowed a faint red colour before going back to its normal brown colour.
“If this is a trick, she's dead.” He told Harry and Harry was surprised his voice was so calm, no hint of a threat. Ever so slightly he let go of Hermione and in one quick moment Hermione had been pushed towards Harry and then man had disapparated out of the room.
“Hermione,” Harry half whispered as he caught her before she went falling to the floor. “Are you ok?”
“I'm s-sorry, it's all m-my fault,” she sobbed, the tears falling down her cheeks.
“It'll be ok come on let's get out of here, make sure you're ok.” He sent a Patronus, telling Ron and Ginny to go to St. Mungos before gently helping her to her feet and walking towards the giant, ornate fireplace that sat in the corner his office. Just as he was about to grab a handful of Floo Powder, he heard a knock on his door and Danny walked in.
“You've found her, how?” He exclaimed, seeing Harry and Hermione together.
“I'll explain when I return, I'm taking her to St. Mungos to get checked over. I'll be back shortly but in the meantime go to the meeting room and you'll find a man, don't let him leave. I don't care what else happens, he is not to go anywhere, understood?”
“Yes boss,” he called out before leaving the room and closing the door behind him. Making sure he had a hold of Hermione he took one last look at his office before landing in St. Mungos.
“Hermione!” A voice called out and Harry looked up to see Ron and Ginny running towards them, a healer following them.
“I'm s-sorry,” Hermione whispered as Ron reached her and carefully took her off Harry.
“Bring her upstairs, floor three, room twenty-four,” a Healer barked at a startled-looking trainee. He scurried forward, and began leading Ron and Hermione through a set of pristine white doors.
“Look, I'm going to have to go, I've got someone I need to talk to about this. Keep me updated, ok?” Harry said hurriedly to Ginny.
“Will do, good luck,” Ginny pecked him on the cheek, before he stepped back into the fireplace and vanished from sight. She set off after the others, and caught up with them on the stairs. Ron was helping Hermione who was crying silently. The longer Ginny looked at her, the worse she appeared. Her hair was matted and stuck to her face, which was pale and was covered in dust apart from the tear tracks that flowed from her eyes. Her eyes, normally so bright looked dim and to Ginny's horror she saw one of them sported a black eye and her lip was cut slightly. Her clothes were covered in dirt and she seemed to be covered in a dark substance. Her first thought was blood but no, there was too much for her to be still walking. Well, sort of walking.
They hit the next flight of stairs, stairs and when they had climbed up one step Hermione stopped and clutched her side, it was too painful.
“Come here,” Ron muttered and picked her up like she was a small child. She sobbed but wrapped one arm around his neck and one on her stomach. Then Ginny knew, her stomach, the baby, the blood. No wonder Hermione looked so heartbroken. The trainee directed them into the room. Ron carried Hermione in and laid her down on the bed. Not a moment later the Healer from downstairs walked into the room and over to Hermione.
“Hello Miss Granger, I'm Healer Merrybrown. Can you hear me?” her voice was kinder now, and she looked at Hermione with pitiful eyes. Hermione only nodded, she was lying on her back and her eyes were glistening with tears that had yet to fall. Her hands were wrapped around her stomach but they were hung loose, almost as if it hurt to touch her stomach.
“I'm going to run a few tests on you and then Healer Greyweed is going to come and do some test on the baby, ok?” A tear escaped from Hermione's eye and she closed them, she didn't want to feel pain like this. “I'm going to have to ask you to leave while I perform theses test,” the Healer told Ron and Ginny but the word leave was barely out of her mouth and Ron was already shaking his head.
“No way, sorry,” Ron told the Healer who sighed.
“Sir, I can't perform these tests if you are sitting there, it's not safe,” Ginny placed a hand on Ron's arm and tried to get him to go but he wouldn't move.
“It's okay Ron,” Hermione's voice announced, she sounded hoarse and Ron looked at her before nodding. Shoulders slumped in defeat he followed Ginny out of the room. The Healer turned to Hermione, who had already resumed staring at the ceiling.
“This may hurt just a bit but I’ll try to be careful ok?” The Healer told Hermione who didn't move. Pulling out her wand the Healer started moving it over Hermione, causing certain places of her to glow certain colours. “Ok,” the Healer smiled, quickly jotting a few things down on a piece of parchment. “I'll be back in a minute, Healer Greyweed should be here before me though,” the door had only just closed behind her and it was opened by another Healer. This one looked older, more motherly than the last.
“Hello Hermione, you remember me? Well I'm just here to check how your baby is doing, it will just take a moment.” Another tear rolled down Hermione's cheek but the Healer didn't notice. Pulling out her wand she moved towards Hermione's stomach and waved her wand over it, but nothing happened. The Healer frowned.
“Hmm, I'll be back in a second dear,” she told Hermione before walking back out, but she had barely left when Ron and Ginny came in.
“Hey, you ok?” She didn't reply but more tears started to fall. “What's wrong, Hermione please talk to me. I can't help you if you don't talk to me,” Ron told her, a pleading tone to his voice.
“I'm sorry,” she told him as Healer Greyweed walked back inside with another Healer at her side.
“Hermione, this is Healer Lauvia. She's just going to do some tests, the same as I did just to get a second opinion.”
“Don't, there’s no point. There's nothing there to check,”
“Okay and when did you notice this?” Healer Greyweed asked her. Ron glared at her clinical tone, but a sharp look from Ginny silenced him.
“Yesterday, the day before I don't know,” she explained, her voice cracked but she continued. “The days just merged together.”
“What's happened?” Ron spoke up.
“Well, it would appear Miss Granger has lost the baby.” Healer Greyweed explained her voice full of pity but Ron shook his head.
“No, no that's not, that's not possible,” he shook his head and Ginny tried to comfort him but he just shook her off.
“I'm terribly sorry Mr Weasley,” Healer Greyweed told him but was interrupted by the door opening and Healer Merrybrown walked in. “We better be off, but you may need this,” Healer Greyweed motioned for Healer Lauvia to follow her but not before handing a piece of parchment to Healer Merrybrown.
“Ok, well I've got various potions here that should help and I'm also going to include a dreamless potion now. Hopefully it'll help and you'll be back home at the end of the week, although we will still have to keep an eye on you. Take these potions now,” she instructed placing two cups on the table next to Hermione's bed. “I'll be back shortly to give you the rest, try to sleep.” She smiled before walking out and closing the door behind her. Nobody moved.
“Hermione why don't you take these and then try to sleep, you heard the Healer,” but Hermione made no indication that she had heard Ginny.
“I'm, I'll go let the others know you're safe,” Ron whispered, his voice cracking slightly and Ginny thought he sounded close to tears but before she had the chance to say anything he had walked out. As the door closed, Hermione let out a sob before turning her back on Ginny and closing her eyes. Ginny sunk into the chair and hoped that things would get better, the potions lay untouched.
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