Perseus Riddle *REWRITING*

Chapter 40

3rd POV

Herbology was interesting to say the least. Plants aren't really Perseus' thing, especially plants that move like they have a mind of their own. However, the plants did seem to like him, which is more than he can say for a frustrated and bleeding Hermione.

"It bit me!" She screeched

Perseus nodded solemnly. "Yes it did, powerfully too if you can't tell by the tiny little cut."

He was given the side eye in response. "I don't appreciate sarcasm while I'm bleeding. You know, you were never this sarcastic when I first met you."

He packed up her things into her bag as she nursed the small wound that wouldn't stop bleeding. "Well when we first met I felt like if I was sarcastic then you would all gang up on me and yell at me about my evil grandfather. Besides we're friends now, I can be sarcastically mean to you right?"

"Of course we're friends Perseus, I quite enjoy our conversations and - oh it won't stop bleeding."

She glanced around for Harry and Ron but they had left as soon as the class ended, practically sprinting out of the room and to their dorms where they would do nothing but procrastinate work and then ask Hermione for 'help's but really just copy her work.

Perseus placed her bag with his own on his shoulder before taking his blue tie off. He wrapped it around the cut on her arm and tied it tightly. "That should help stop you from bleeding out for now. You guys have a school nurse here right?"

Hermione nodded quickly as she placed her hand over the Ravenclaw tie. "Yes, Madam Pomfery."

He put an arm around her shoulder and guided her out of the room. "Okay well, you tell me how to get there and she'll help you."

On their way they passed the Black Lake where they spotted Luna and Ginny underneath a tree. They both looked to be reading while μαγεία rolled around in the grass. None of them noticed as Perseus and Hermione walked by, which in reality makes sense because they are a distance away from them.

Hermione gestured her elbow in their direction. "Do you want to go get your Familiar before we go to Madam Pomfery?"

"No, your cut needs to be looked at." He glanced at μαγεία and smiled. "Besides, she looks like she's enjoying herself."

They both turned and watched as she rolled around in the grass like a dog. As if sensing their stares, μαγεία sat straight up and looked around. She glanced around a bit more but went back to rolling in the grass when she didn't see anything.

Hermione nodded in agreement and they continued on their way.

Perseus began to worry, her cut was small but she was bleeding a lot. No matter how much pressure was put on the wound, it wouldn't stop bleeding out. The once blue tie turned red, one would almost mistake it for a Gryffindor tie if it wasn't for the lack of gold.

"Are we almost there?" Perseus asked ss they made a right turn for what felt like the fifth time.

"I believe so." Hermione puffed out, she was breathing heavily - Perseus couldn't tell if it was because she was out of breath from walking so quickly or if she was panicking.

"Wait, wait, wait. Hold on," Perseus stopped walking and turned Hermione to face him. She kept her gaze on the tie wrapped around her hand as she attempted to catch her breath. "You think so? You aren't positive? Why aren't you positive?"

She rolled her eyes but still stated at the bloody tie. "I am positive, you're just overthinking my words."

Perseus shrugged, "Fair enough." He did tend to overthink often.