Stuck in Dreamland

Prologue

Oh, god. Guess I've to go get it. My bag had broken and really I wasn't feeling all that mighty. If you'd seen me, you'd probably think I looked like hell. It's cause I do. I had just come from a humongous fight between Ron and Harry. Honestly, the two never stop to think how it's not only affecting them, but people who love them! They're just so stubborn! Now to where I was, I was trying to break them apart, how stupid right? And I got to crying really badly. I don't know why. I just do, kay? And then there I am between the two, but then both of them start hexing, cursing each other. And somehow both of their attacks hit me. Now I'm crying and telling them to stop. Now I honestly froze. Everywhere was silent. I couldn't feel my breath, nor Harry or Ron could I hear. And then I ran. Ran out of the Gryffindor Common room to somehow where I am right now.

And I'm still sobbing! I just need to be alone. I feel so mad, so, so angry, I just want to go somewhere, but I don't. I was heading to the library but now I'm mixed up. I plant my foot over the stairway. But my other leg stays still on the solid ground. But suddenly I do know where to go. I want to go somewhere where no one can be able to find me. Somewhere that will be only in my head. So I take that chance and let my body sail all the way, crying like a baby.

            ~*~*~*~*~*~

Oh, man. Oh, man. Oh, man. Oh, man. I can't believe it. I really can't believe it. Ron and I had just cursed Hermione. What were we thinking? What was I thinking? Oh, this should be the time when we get her. But I don't know. I feel so bad. Oh, what did I hit her with? What did Ron hit her with? Man, I should just go get her. I take a deep breath and will myself to speak to Ron properly.

"Let's go get Hermione."

Ron nods. Oh good, if he didn't, I probably would have hexed him, nah maybe not. Well maybe.

            ~*~*~*~*~*~

I don't believe my eyes! Did I just hex Hermione? Oh I am so sorry. She was just trying to break Harry and I apart! Lord, it's two in the morning. So I've been fighting since midnight. No it couldn't be. Two hours! God, Hermione must be so mad at us. Oh I'm so sorry Hermione. I didn't mean to. I look at Harry. He's not taking this thing well, either. Oh, now I understand Hermione now. Well, I don't. But it feels nice just hearing it. Oh wait, Harry's just spoken. I don't know what the heck he said, probably something about Hermione. Must of been because I'm suddenly running out of the common room after him. Man!

            ~*~*~*~*~*~

So what was Hermione last wearing? Oh wait, she had on her bag. Funny, why would she wear that? Never mind, it's too dark to tell anything.

"Lumos," I whisper. Afterward I hear Ron doing the same thing. Now where would Hermione go, oh Hermione, where are you! I hear Ron choking behind. I can tell he wants to start crying. Well, so do I. I'm desperate. We've been looking for over and hour. If only we'd started earlier and found her. Then we'd be able...well do something.

            ~*~*~*~*~*~

I am so worried. Hell, I'm so angry at myself. If only Harry and I had never fought, things would be grand. Why were we fighting about anyways. It seems so dumb right now. Okay, this is the last place we are going to check, if she's not there she better at least be at the Commons room. Wish me luck.

            ~*~*~*~*~*~

"Ron, I think we better split up. You go down these stairs and...and I'll go down this hallway. If you find her or if you haven't, just get back up to the Commons Room and stay there." I watched as Ron disappeared down the stairs and turned to my right. But I didn't have much ground to cover, before I heard Ron holler.

            ~*~*~*~*~*~

"Hermione!!!!!" Oh God. "Hermione are you all right! Hermione, can you hear me! HERMIONE!" I bent down and before I knew it, Harry was right beside me. "Harry, it's so good to see you!" I sighed. "We've got to get Hermione to Madam Pomfrey and quick. Look, just look at her." I started blubbering. Hermione, oh Hermione. Forgive me!

            ~*~*~*~*~*~

Heck. God, could someone just shoot me! Or better yet, hand me a gun and I'll shoot myself. I looked at Hermione laying down on the stone floor and Ron squeezing her hand, crying silently. Shit, there's a lot of blood dripping out of her head and she sure got some coming out of her mouth! I hope she's not dead, she better not be. Oh why isn't anyone coming. Surely they heard Ron's cry. I stand up and in frustration bellow. "HELLO, IS ANYBODY OUT THERE! IS ANYBODY LISTENING! HELLO PEOPLE! SHIT! JUST GET SOMEBODY HERE! WE NEED SERIOUS HELP! HERMIONE'S HURT FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!" I shrink back against the wall and let out tiny sobs. Minutes later I hear footsteps. God, they are so slow. And then it hits me, I could of done something. I could of tried some spells. But I don't know any kinds that help. Argh!! Oh look, Snape's here and so is Dumbledore. Won't this be a nice acquaintance.

            ~*~*~*~*~*~

"Ron, I need you to tell me what happened," said a calm Dumbledore. Harry and I were both in Dumbledore's office. So were most of the Professors including our head of house and Snape. God I hate that guy! I began to shake with fury. Why the heck was he here. He probably must be feeling pretty happy. Oh, look, he's smiling. "Ron, hello Ron?" asked a concerned Dumbledore. "I know you are probably feeling tired and I'm quite sure angry and maybe sad. But Hermione's in the Hospital Wing now, and Madam Pomfrey is attending her at this very moment and I need you to realize she'll be getting help," he stated firmly. He stopped and them looked at me, some sort of look that made me feel disgusted and disappointed with myself even more. I will never forget that look. Never.

            ~*~*~*~*~*~

Okay, I need this to be confirmed. Hermione's not dead. She's still alive and Ron is totally not helping. Okay, I feel pity on him. He's taking this badly than I thought he would. And the next day, after Ron and I get out of here, and get some shut eye, we'll go see her and everything will be alright. At least I hope it will. It just has to.

            ~*~*~*~*~*~

Okay, it's break time, time to see Hermione. Time to see Hermione, got to see Hermione. I look at Harry behind me. "Let's go," I whisper. I don't think he hears me, but I think he understands anyways. He's nodding which is a go. Okay. Calm down Ron. Oh, I can't help shaking. Got to calm down. Calm down! Soon Harry and I are at the Hospital Wing. Here we go!

            ~*~*~*~*~*~

Gosh, Hermione looks different. I can't help but take the blame. It's all my fault. If only Ron and I hadn't fought over that stupid thing, none of this would of happened. I take a deep breath and walk over to her. Her eyes are closed and her face is so pale. But she's got an angelic look on her face and I can't help notice her mouth turning into a smile. I wonder what she's thinking of.

            ~*~*~*~*~*~

First thing, as the doors pull open I see Hermione. I can't help noticing how precious she looks like. Good, not a sight of Madam Pomfrey. I go over to her and hold her hand. It's as cold as ice. Wish it had been me who'd fallen down those stairs. Oh, why hadn't it been? I hopes she recovers fast. Really fast. It's hard living without her. Tears are forming in my eyes. I can feel them, but they don't drop. I don't let them. Instead I blink several times and wipe my eyes with my shirt sleeve. There, all better now.