Mudblood on the Run

Chapter Two: Help Me

I kept coming in and out of conciousness; with the scene never changing. I was finally awake enough to see everything that was around me.

The trees were beginning to grow leaves again, and the ground was cold. I heard three voices in the distance. I turned my head to the side to see three people rushing at me. They all knelt down beside me, and they started asking me questions.

"Are you okay?" The girl asked.

"No." I whispered. Her eyes widened, and she ordered the two boys to do something. The next thing I knew, two sets of hands were pulling me to my feet.

"What's your name?" The red-head asked. My head began to spin, and I couldn't think of what my name was.

"Isss....a...bell...a." I managed to say. My eyesight began to go blurry again, and I went limp.

*Hermione's P.O.V.*

"Is-a-bell-a" She whispered, before she collapsed. Her bag fell to the ground, and I picked it up.

"I got her, Harry." Ron said. He then tossed Isabella over his shoulder and we continued to walk.

About an hour later, we found an appropriate campsite. Harry pitched the tent, and we then rushed Isabella inside. Ron put her on my bed, and I pulled my wand out of my bag.

"Ennervate." I said firmly. Isabella opened her eyes and looked around.

"Where am I?" She whispered. She sat up, but fell back down on her back, clutching her head.

"You're safe here. Ron, Harry, go set up the enchantments." I said to the boys. They nodded their heads and ran out.

"Isabella, when was the last time you ate?" I asked her softly. She looked malnourished, and close to death.

"No idea." She said softly. I didn't think as I pulled a loaf of bread out of my bag. She took it wearily.

"All of it?" She asked. I nodded my head and pushed it twards her. Within fifteen minutes, she had eaten the bread, and drank about ten glasses of water.

"Why are you out in the forrest, Isabelle?" Ron asked. Leave it to Ron to get her name wrong.

"Isabella, and I'm a Muggle born on the run." She said, as she got up to stretch her legs.

"Join the party." I said, slightly annoyed. She looked over at me, wide-eyed.

"All three of you?" She asked. I shook my head.

"I'm the only Muggle born here. This is Ron Weasley, and Harry Potter." I said, gesturing to each of the boys wen I said their names. Her eyes got even bigger, if possible.

"Harry Potter?" She asked. We all nodded her heads. "And I suppose you can't tell me what you three are doing out in the forrest?"

"Right." Harry said. She nodded her head.

"Well, I probably shouldn't stay; you are probably out doing something to stop Vol-"

"Don't!" Ron said, rushing forward to cover her mouth. "The name's been tabooed; if you say it, snatchers can find you."

"Cooootooonoooo" Isabella said. I laughed a little, as Ron withdrew his hand.

"Sorry, come again?" He said.

"I said, good to know." Isabella said. "When was the last time you three ate?"

"That doesn't reall matter right now." Harry said.

"Yes it does." Isabella and Ron said at the same time. We all laughed a little bit.

"It's been a few hours." I said.