What If...

Ron got Splinched.

Harry's POV

I drifted towards consciousness with a terrible headache. I felt around me and instead of feeling a floor. I'm feeling... leaves? I slowly came upright. My head protesting a all the way. I squinted my eyes because of the sunlight.

In the distant I saw two redheads and a bushy brunette. Their movements were frantic and urgent. I slowly stood up and walked towards them. What I saw made me stop in my tracks. Ron was covered in blood. I knelt down next to Ron.
"What happened to him?"
"Splinched." Hermione muttered. "Ginny in my bag is a bottle labeled ESSENCE OF DITTANY. Hand it here please!" Ginny quickly and reluctantly left her brother's side.
I always thought that splinching is something to laugh about. But seeing it now, it was anything but comical.

"Hermione tore off Ron's shirt and I almost lost my breakfast. A large chunk of Ron's flesh was missing. It looked like as if a muggle doctor had surgically removed it. Ginny returned with the bottle in hand. Hermione took it from her. She opened the lid.
"Ron, I'm sorry, but this will hurt." She looked at him as if she was staring at a polar bear cub(?)  who losts it's mother. "Ginny could you hold his hand?"

Ginny's POV

As Hermione poured the liquid on my brother's arm, Ron squeezed my hand. And not lightly. I hate that my brother is in pain and there's nothing I can do to relieve the pain. While Hermione bandaged the wound she whispered soothing words in his ear. I looked over at Harry. He gave me a reassuring smile. I smiled at him. The thing I loved most about Harry was that he never underestimated me. He always supported me and actually believed in me. He didn't treat me like a defenceless little girl. I adored him for it.

After what felt like forever, Ron's grip on my hand slacked. Harry hurried to Ron's side and helped him up. As Harry helped Ron, Hermione started getting the tent set.

I rushed over to her side and awaited her in to help. But all she said was "I know." That sent a worrying feeling through me.

Because Hermione used magic the tent was set in matter of seconds.

After everything was set I hurried over to Harry and Ron, to help Harry carry Ron inside. Ron was weak because of all the blood loss. We carried Ron over to the bunk beds and layed him down on the bottom bunk.
"Where are we 'Mione?" I asked.
"In the Forest near the Quidicth World Cup was held. I wanted a place that was well hidden and secluded. This was the first place I thought off." She said while she wiped the sweat off of Ron's forehead. At her touch Ron began to stir.
"I need to put up protective wards." With that said Hermione left.

I looked over at Harry. He nodded his head telling me he would take care of Ron. I gave him a gratefull smile and rushed to meet Hermione. She had her wand raised and was muttering spells." Silvio hexia. ...Protego totalum. ...Repello. ...Muggletum."

When she was done putting up her protective wards I asked.
"Hermione what do you know?"
But who am I kidding this is Hermione Freaking Granger I was talking to. She knew everything. Nothing ever slipped by her.
She just smirked and said,"If you want to keep it a secret than don't be so obvious."

The next few days we were healing Ron and trying to destroy the horcrux. So far we haven't succeeded.

I know a suckish way to end a chapter. But I have been busy trying to get my school stuff together because the 9 of January I start Grade 9.
I am so excited!!!😆😆😆