Chapter 12 - Week 11

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Hermione gasped for breath as she lost her arms' strength, causing her to fall more onto the toilet, tears stinging her eyes from the violent sickness that had just overcome her... 

she was home alone. 

She was home alone and she was sick. 

She was home alone and she was so sick, she had to use BOTH hands to keep herself from actually falling into the toilet. 

It came on so suddenly... so fast that she had just barely made it to the toilet before her stomach decided to play reverse on her dinner from the night before... she didn't even have time to put up her hair! And now... 

she was pale... 

sweating... 

cold... 

and just downright exhausted... 

and alone... 

so alone... 

why was she always alone? 

Did she do something wrong? 

Was she being punished? 

Was Ron having second thoughts? 

Where is he? 

Where's her Ron? 

Her Fiancé? 

The one she's supposed to marry? 

Where is the one who loves her the most? 

Just then she jumped back up to the toilet, as another bout of dry heaves tried to set her throat on fire

*knock knock knock* came the front door...

someone was here... 

someone was here and she couldn't move... 

she felt so weak

"Granger? Are you ready?" she heard someone call out to her from the other side of the main door

*knock knock knock*

"Granger? Are you there?"

She couldn't move, she was so weak, but she had to... she HAS to let him know that she's still home... that she's home alone

*knock knock knock*

"Granger?"

In absolute desperation, she forced herself to move to grab her wand, then pulling it out, she forced herself to point it towards both open doors of the bathroom and her bedroom and took aim "B-bom-bar-da" she whispered out in pure exhaustion, immediately the spell hit its target... the lamp on the dresser directly across from her exploding in a loud shatter

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

"GRANGER?! GRANGER OPEN THE DOOR!" she heard the doorknob shaking as if trying to be forced open "YOU DON'T HAVE A BLOODY SPARE KEY!?" she heard

Forcing her wand up again, she took aim "b-bom-barda" and shattered the dresser mirror right beside the once lamp

*POUND POUND POUND*

"HERMIONE!!! Fuck this ALORHAMORA!!!!" she heard as her arm finally gave up its strength, causing her to drop both her arm AND her wand "GRANGER! GRANGER, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!"

"h-help" she barely spoke as she began to black out, just catching the figure that came around the corner

"HERMIONE?! Shit, COMMON, GRANGER, OPEN YOUR EYES!... HERMIONE!... HERMIONE!!!"

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