A Recipe for Diaster (Harry Potter Fanfic)

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Hermione couldn't sleep at all that night. She kept thinking about who was behind this whole thing and what they needed to do to get them put away and bring Hagrid out of Azkaban and back home as quickly as possible. She couldn't believe she had to witness her him be dragged off again all because of being blamed for who he was. She wiped her eyes with her hands as she heard a knock at the door. 

"Who is it?" she called out, sniffling as she attempted to stop crying. The door opened as Scabior walked in. He lightly waved his hand at her as he shut the door behind him and headed over to her. He crawled into bed as he laid beside her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders, pulling her into his side. Hermione wrapped her arms around his waist as she hid her face into his chest, listening to him as he whispered words of comfort into her ear. They sat there, comforting each other as she wept. 

"When morning comes, we'll go to the Ministry and we'll confront Umbridge and force her to confess of what's going on," Scabior promised her. She nodded her head as she wiped her hands across her eyes. 

"I hope we can get to the bottom of this and get Hagrid out of that horrible prison. He shouldn't have to be going through all of those things. He didn't do anything to deserve that." Hermione stated, hiccuping a bit. Scabior nodded and opened his mouth to speak when a knock on the door came into their ears. 

"Hermione? Can I come in for a moment?" Harry voice rang out. They grew stiff as their hearts seemed to freeze when they heard Harry's voice. 

"Um... just a moment!" Hermione said while Scabior and her jolted off of each other. Scabior jumped off the bed and began searching for somewhere to hide. However, it appeared like he was out of luck given that every place he could hide wasn't the best place to stay hidden. 

"Shit! There's nowhere to hide in this damn room!" Scabior whispered, flinging his arms around him. Hermione motioned him to the other side of the bed away from the door. Once Scabior dive onto the other side and they were sure Harry wouldn't see him, Hermione called for Harry to enter. Harry opened the door and peered into it. 

"How are you holding up?" he asked. She shook her head. 

"Barely. I wish Hagrid was here and not being hold in confinement." Hermione stated to him. Harry nodded and silently whispered a good night. Hermione whispered goodnight and watched as Harry began to slip into the hallway. Scabior began poking his head up and started crawl back onto the bed when the door started to open up again. Just before Harry could spot him, Scabior fell back onto the floor. 

"Hey have you seen Ginny? I thought I saw her coming down this direction?" Harry asked. Hermione shrugged her shoulders. 

"She probably went to get a drink from downstairs." Hermione suggested to him. Harry nodded before walking out. After a few minutes of waiting and ensuring he wasn't coming back, Scabior crawled back into bed as he laid right beside Hermione and held her tightly in his arms while she rubbed the back of his head.