Flying on a Wizard's Wings (Harry Potter and Maximum Ride Fan Fiction)

Scars

~the next morning~

I was sitting at the breakfast table with Ron and Hermione. Just like the day before I woke up extremely early and waited for them to come down stairs. I had wrapped my hand in a bandage so hopefully not to have Hermione pestering me about.

Well she did "Harry what happened to your hand?!" she said grabbing my wrist.

I yanked my hand away and rubbed it. It was still sore from the night before. "uh banged it on my dresser this morning that's all." I lied. I didn't want her to worry. She frowned obviously not believing me.

~later that night~

I was now walking alone down to Umbridge office. I was not looking forward to what was about to happen. Just like the previous night she had me write lines with her evil pen. And just like before it opened a deep wound in my hand.

This went on every night of that week.

It was now Friday night and I had just finished my last detention of the week. I walked through the portrait hole expecting to be alone but there stood Ron and Hermione.

Hermione looked sternly at me. "hand now!"

She pointed to a chair for me to sit in. I tried to protest but she grabbed my arm and forced me to sit down. She studied the markings on my hand. "how did this happen?" she asked.

I sighed "Umbridge made me write lines with some sort of magic pen that you write with your own blood."

Hermione scowled "that's illegal. We should tell someone."

I shook my head "that would only make her hate me more."

She sighed "well we at least need to clean the wound so it doesn't get infected."

I scowled "how are you going to clean it?"

Ron left the room. when he came back he was holding a bowl of water which he gave to Hermione. I tried to jump out of the chair but Ron stopped me.

"Harry it'll get infected if you don't let Hermione clean it." He said as he pushed me back into the chair.

"there is no way on this earth I am letting you get near me with that stuff!" I demanded.

Hermione took a step towards me so that the water was right in front of me. I turned my head away and in the large chair I tried to get as far away from the bowl as possible. I was starting to hyperventilate at this point. I had no control over what I was saying. "stop! Please ill do what you say just not the water anything but that!" I started taking deep breaths anticipating that any moment I would be submerged in water.

(A/N - Hope you liked it!)