" When the time comes, you have to target the deer and flush it out, at the cost of your life"
It was not the usual swoon.
Just not at all.
- How could this happen, Minerva? Is it an epidemic?-
- I do not see how that could be possible-
They placed Hermione on a cot; not far from her lay Harry.
-Potter is here? I thought he woke up-
- Apparently, it is more serious than expected...-
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- So you think she has been bewitched? Under a spell?-
- I do not think there can be any other explanation. Have you seen how the hell she behaves?- she approached Ron, furious.
- I sincerely thought she was a bit tired, she has not looked good for months-
- Well I thought so too, but it is impossible that being a little sick makes her ignore the fact that Harry could be seriously sick, not like her-
- Gin, you're exaggerating-
- She has been avoiding you for days, and forcing me to do it too!-
He did not find the strength to replicate the evidence.
A stream of Gryffindors flooded the common room.
- Even Granger?-
- My God, who will be next?-
The two Weasleys glanced at each other, dazed.
They approached the group.
- What happened?-
-Hermione...she passed out-
They looked at each other, terrified.
Making their way pushing other students, they ran towards the infirmary.
They found her there, dangling.
Ginny raised her hand to her mouth, dropped to the knees, curling up on them.
Ron walked over to the cot.
- Come here -
She got up off the ground and leaned on her brother's shoulder, heartbroken.
- I said some horrible things: she was really sick and I did nothing but blame her- she covered her face in shame.
She had the courage to lay her eyes on her fragile figure: her lower lip began to tremble, leaving room only for tears.
She gently took her friend's hand, squeezing it to herself.
Ginny turned to his brother.
- S-She seems...-
- No -
- She looks dead..- she sobbed louder and louder.
- She is not-
A little further on was Harry, in the same state as the girl.
- Still no sign?-
- Nothing at all-
They stayed there for about an hour.
- We have to go-
She shook her head.
- They have to be alone in peace-
He dragged Ginny out of the infirmary with an effort.
He closed the door.
A jolt went through Hermione's dangling arm, which involuntarily brushed against Harry's.
Each looking for the other;
and as if by magic Harry's hand clasped Hermione's.
Close, fighting to the death.
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She watched quiveringly the last December rays go through the crack in the window.
She drew the curtains and flung herself on the crumpled mattress.
She sighed deeply. She was almost ready.
Thoughts kept flowing.
What if nothing made sense? Her love for Harry, her friendship with Ron and Hermione?
"What the heck am I supposed to do," she said carefully.
She abandoned himself to Morpheus, musing on her only fixed thought: she would have killed them, one by one. Like a deck of cards.
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It was late at night when Dumbledore and Snape, out for a so-called evening stroll, ventured into the Forbidden Forest.
- Are you sure you want to do this?-
- It is the only way Severus, we have no choice-
They walked carefully into the forest, immersed in the suffocating darkness.
Malignant, slithering and devious creatures departed in the presence of the greatest wizard of all time.
And that is where they saw them.
A herd of deceased unicorns surrounded by a dozen centaurs.
Dumbledore's lantern broke.
- By Merlin's beard....-
- Fiorenzo, who caused all this?-
- There is something here, far beyond our reach, is decimating these sacred animals -
He started to speak.
- I know why you are here, Albus, rumors spread-
He nodded knowingly.
He slowly approached the last dying unicorn, which still had a hiss of life left, but which was now doomed.
The creature tried to compose itself, nodding at the man.
- Severus -
He came up with a saddlebag.
He plunged the knife into the previous wound.
They filled about twenty vials, totally depriving the being of its lifeblood.
- It should be enough for a few months or less-
-Well-
One innocent life cruelly snatched from fate would have saved another. Or so they hoped.
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