Jar of Hearts (EDITING)

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Hermione' POV

I opened my eyes only an hour before my first class was to start. I'd blinked a few times before I realised were I was. I was in my bedroom. How did I got there? The last think I remembered was me collapsing onto the couch. It was a miracle that I didn't crash on my injured hand- I would bleed. And probably wouldn't live. But that's minor thing.

Today, throught my free times, I wanted to go to the Library. I just missed the silence and the smell of old books. Yep, that was going to be my treat for not responding to those whispers today. Oh, Merlin. What would I face today? It was going to be the worst week of all time.

The only thing that I was excited about, was the winter break; I would go to Australia, to search again for my parents. I hoped this time to actually find them. I missed them like crazy. I would do anything to see them again. I smiled. I would find them.

I shook away the thoughs when I remembered that I had only fifty minutes left.
I rubbed my eyes, with my good hand and yawned.

I stood up and walked towards my desk. I got my wand- which was weird because I was not used to holding it with the opposote hand - and whispered, "Accio, quill."

A quill jumped out of my back and landed in front of me. I murmured a spell that could make the quill write on its own and the quill danced.

"My name is Hermione Granger." I said aloud to test it out and the quill moved and wrote exactly that, into a piece of paper. I smiled weakly at the sight.

I looked at my program. I had Transfiguration and then Charms with Slytherin. And then Arithmology, Potions - with Slytherin and Herboly, also with Slytherin.

I groaned. More for the Slythering part than for the pain in her hand.

I shook my head and went to wear clean clothes.

After I felt sort of clean again, I gathered my books with Accio, for Transfiguration and Charms.

I had thirty more minutes for Transfiguration to start. I didn't dare to go to the Great Hall and have breakfast. Plus, I didn't have an appetite to eat.

I decided that it was good to go to Madame's Pomfrey, to take a look at my bandage- it had traces of blood and it stinked like death.

I walked to the door and a moment later, I was on my way to the Hospital Wing. I hoped that I wouldn't see anyone. And indeed, the halls were empty. Of course they were empty; everyone was supposed to be in the Great Hall. I was glad there was pure dead silence.

But after a while, I wanted to break it so bad. The only sound were my footsteps against the stone floor.

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"Well,it is worse than before."Madam Pomfrey shouted. "I cannot understand how that happens! I can heal everything. What in Merlin's beard is that?" She said as she searched around for potions and herbals.
My hand was pale, like all the blood was taken out of it , while in some spots where the cuts were, you could see a mixture of yellow and purple.

Suddenly, Mandame Pomfrey stopped and her hands fell into space. She slowly turned her head to me and spoke with an emotionless voice. "What did the glass had in it?"

I raised my eyebrows. "I-it had wine, I guess?" I said slowly.

"Red wine?"She said sharply.