“Okay Ron, are you ready?” Hermione was holding her wand at the ready position.
“Yep,” Ron had diminished everything that left a trace that they were there.
“On three we wake Harry up. One…two…three! Rennervate!”
Harry’s eyelids fluttered open. He sat up very slowly. “Where am I?”
“You aren’t with Lord Snake Eyes, that’s for sure!” Ron looked down at Harry. “How are you doin’ mate?”
“Ron! Hermione!”
“Take it easy Harry. We need to leave right away.” Hermione grabbed Harry’s arm and tugged on it so he would get up.
“Oi! Hermione! Let go!” Hermione dropped Harry’s arm.
“What’s wrong?”
“I landed on my arm wrong and I think I broke it.”
“I have a spell that would help!” Ron announced.
“What?” Hermione was tired of Ron knowing all the spells that she should know.
Ron turned towards Harry and pointed his wand at his arm that was bent at a weird angle. “Ferula.”
“Wow! Ron, it actually worked. Thanks!” Harry stood up, pushing up with his good hand. The other one was in a sling.
“Well, lets get going then! We have a long way to go.” Hermione walked up to take the lead. “We need to make it to the Burrow before nightfall.”
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Harry Potter 6 1/2
FanfictionIt is the summer before Harry's last year of school at Hogwarts. He is still trying to get over Dumbledore's death, plus dealing with Dudley and his crazy aunt and uncle. He is almost there in defeating Voldemort... but he just needs to survive the...
