Hopes to be Happy | Hermione Granger [2]

Chapter 5 - Splinched

TW: Slight mentions of death, slight swearing, mentions of injuries/being injured and mentions of blood

Katerína's POV

After figuring out Umbridge, the witch everyone hates, was the one who has the locket, we went on the street *cough* kidnapping *cough* people and pretending to be them to get into the Ministry of Magic.

I didn't really want to participate in this 'kidnapping and pretending to be a person I've never heard of', so we decided I'll just wait by this statue of muggles being squashed by this large rock. Apparently it's them in their 'rightful place'.

I have never heard anything so utterly stupid. And I have heard a lot of stupid things in my life.

To not blow my cover, I wore the clothes I wore when I went to Bill and Fleur's wedding, supposed to capture Harry, ultimately betraying the Dark Lord and working with them.

Being at the Manor filled with other rich pureblood wizards and witches, as well as having you-know-who being there, everyone had to dress 'properly', which also meant very adult-like.

I also had these huge sunglasses that basically covered my whole face. Y'know those adult-ish sunglasses those bad b*tch, single women wear to show everyone how cool they are and actually succeeding?

Yeah, I stole one from my aunt Merida a while back, and she let me keep it. I take it with me everywhere for no actual reason. I guess I just use it as a reminder that I don't need a man in my life.

Either way, Hermione, Weasley, and Harry drank polyjuice potion to look like three random adults, stole their clothes (which sounds really bad), and are now pretending to be them while I just waited outside.

Time skip

I've been waiting for a while now. I was getting impatient and seriously considering going in myself to get them, but my thoughts were interrupted when I saw the trio running out.

They were still wearing the clothes of the adults, but now they're just really big on them, as the polyjuice potion wore off. Guards started chasing after them. I was shocked at what I was seeing and froze.

The Potter boy noticed my frozen state and ran up to me, grabbing my arm, leading to me snapping out of my daze. Yaxley, who I do know from the death eater meetings, started shooting spells at us, making the statue break a little.

We kept pushing past people, trying to get to the fireplace before one of us got hurt, or worse, killed.

Harry shot a spell at the wanted posters used to find him, making them fly everywhere, causing a little distraction for the guards and Yaxley.

More non-verbal spells were casted. Harry went into the fireplace first, teleporting away. I went in second, unaware of what had happened.

I landed in an unknown place. I was too tired to move just yet, seeing as I was literally chased not so long ago. I laid there for a few seconds, looking at the sky and trees.

I saw Harry getting up, taking the locket off of the ground. The real locket. I stood up as well and located Hermione kneeling next to Weasley, who was laying on the ground, whimpering.

"Harry. Rina. Quickly, my bag! There's a small bottle labelled 'Essence of Dittany.'" The curly haired brunette ordered, leading to the raven haired boy grabbing the bag, trying to find what Mione wanted us to.

While Harry was doing that, I looked up, locating the redhead boy laying on the floor, his shirt off. His left arm looked as if it was almost ripped off, blooding spilling out of him.

I grimaced at the sight. "Quickly!" The girl shrieked, which led to me grabbing the bag from Harry and finding this 'Essence of Dittany' thing immediately.

It was just a dark bottle. "Hermione... his arm." The boy with round glasses spoke, while I rolled my eyes at his cluelessness. "I know, just do it!"

I quickly got to his side, opening the bottle and handing it to Hermione, who was trying her best to hold back tears, while her face was masked with worry for her friend.

"It's gonna- it's gonna sting a little bit." The girl with caramel brown eyes stated, sprinkling a few drops of the liquid onto Weasley's arm.

The redhead boy started wincing and groaning even louder from the pain, his chest going up and down vigorously as his breathing got heavier and heavier.

"What happened to him? I thought we were going back to Grimmauld Place." The green eyed boy questioned, his eyes wide.

"We were but- it's alright, one more, one more- we were there, we were there but... Yaxley had a hold of me. I knew once he seen where we were we couldn't stay, so I brought us here but- Ron got splinched!" Hermione rambled, her breathing heavy as well.

After a few seconds, Weasley's arm started to get better, but our distressed looks were still on our faces.

A few more seconds has passed. Hermione stood up, walking a few feet away, while Harry and I stayed by the youngest Weasley boy's side.

"Protego Totalum... Salvio Hexia-" The Granger started saying, waving her wand around. "What are you doing?" I asked, looking at her with a confused look in my eyes. She turned around, responding with, "Protective enchantments. I don't fancy another visit like we had on Shaftesbury Avenue, do you? You two can get going on the tent."

"Tent? Where am I s'posed to find a tent?" The Potter boy asked, leading to me shifting my gaze to her tiny, little bag. What else can she fit in there?

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