A Werewolf at Hogwarts

Hermione Granger was just starting to fancy Ron Weasley but will that all change when she pops outside to take a glance at the moon?


10. A Turn of Events

~Chapter Ten~

Hermione was bleeding left, right and centre. She said goodbye to her parents in her head and told Harry and Ron she was sorry for bringing Devon into all of this. Devon was just about to make the kill when a howl came from the other side if the Forest, he thought for a short while but decided to follow the call of his own kind. Hermione's eyes fluttered open and she got up, as quickly as she could, and made a start for a way out. She saw a light and started limping away from the Forbidden Forest, where she had just been attacked. She had cuts and bruises all over her but the worst was on her legs and shoulders, not to mention the huge gash across her face, her clothes were ripped and her wand had snapped, it took every last bit of energy not to cry out in pain as she walked. It was Midnight and as she hobbled past Hagrid's Hut she bumped into someone and screamed out in pain as she has just knocked her already injured knee. Ron had finally finished his cup of tea and was out to find Hermione as Hagrid had suggested.
"Hermione?" He questioned, his eyes widening as he took in her appearance.
"Uh, yeah?" She looked around her, frantically.
"Are you okay?" He asked, concerned. "What the bloody hell happened?"
"I'm fine," She lied. "I was attacked." She was gripping her knee to stop herself from losing anymore blood.
"By what?" Ron questioned.
Again, she lied. "Not sure, but it was big and almost human-like. Ron, I appreciate your concern but I need to get to the hospital wing before I die of blood-loss."
"Yeah, of course, can you walk okay?" He asked, snapping out of his trance.
"Just about, you better get back to the castle too, we don't need more than one attack tonight." She took her hand away from her knee - it was covered in a thick layer of her own blood. She groaned and put her hand back to her knee.
"Do you want me to carry you?" His voice shaky, from the amount of blood she was losing. She felt faint and just as she was about to answer, she collapsed.
"R-Ron, h-e-l-p me..." Hermione blacked out. Ron scooped her up into his arms and made for the castle. Random images of the attack ran through her mind, and she tried to stay conscious.
"Hermione," He said quietly. "You stay awake." He told her as he climbed the stairs, as quickly as he could.
"I-I'm trying..." She shut her eyes. "Believe me..." Her breathing was getting deeper and her eyes wouldn't re-open.
"Hermione," He said again. "We're almost there now, okay?"
"Uhhu..." She mumbled in agreement. Ron burst into the hospital wing catching Madam Pomfrey off guard, her mouth fell open and she ushered him to a bed where he gently placed Hermione down. She let out a huge moan when her hand was prised away from her knee for a closer inspection of the cut. Ron watched, helplessly, as the woman waved her wand to heal a few of the cuts before hurrying off to get some potions; one for replenishing blood-loss and one for the pain. Hermione slightly opened her eyes, but could only see blurred figures of people rushing around her. She sighed and shut her eyes again with a whimper. Ron bit his lower lip.
"Miss. Granger?" Madam Pomfrey asked gently, as she carried on waving her wand in intricate patterns and muttering things to go with the wand movements. Her head turned to Ron, who was worried sick.
"Mr. Weasley," She started. "Make yourself useful and go fetch the Headmaster." He nodded and walked noiselessly out of the hospital wing.
"Miss. Granger?" Madam Pomfrey asked again.
"Mmmm..." She got out. Madam Pomfrey finished a spell on a leg wound and put a hand behind Hermione's head to support it.
"Drink this, it'll make you feel better." She said softly.

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