Harry Potter: The Broken Boy

Chapter Nine

Hermione's POV

I haven't seen Harry since I went to go change into uniform on the Hogwarts Express. The professors including Remus Lupin didn't seem to know where Harry was either. So I walked up to Neville. He was Harry's other friend.

"Hey, Neville. Do you know where Harry is?" Tears of worriedness showed in my eyes.

"He is still in the Hogwarts train compartment. He was unconcious" Neville replied, showing the same amount of worriedness that I projected strongly.

Neville and I ran back onto the train. We had searched the first compartment. Empty. We then searched the second compartment. Empty. We had searched every compartment and they were all empty, except one. When we got to the last compartment, I had seen what looks like a raven haired boy lying on the compartment floor, completely naked. I quickly entered, followed by Neville. I had gasped in horror and shock at what I saw. For what I had saw, it was too unbearable for me to handle. Harry completely covered in blood and what looked like pee. I had turned him over so I could look at his face. His glasses weren't on his face. Instead, they were lying on the floor next to him. They were wet so I didn't touch them.. Whoever did this to Harry must've knocken his glasses off of his face then stold his clothes.

"Neville, do you have something to cover him with?"

He simply nodded. He then handed me a blanket to cover his private parts. Then I asked Nevile to go get help while I stay here with Harry. What Harry didn't know was that I loved him dearly. I had loved him since I first become friends with him. But I didn't know how to tell him. So I decided to give him hints to show him my love. The cheek kisses, that was something that friends don't do. The hand holding, I wanted to feel his touch. I know that we are only thirteen but I already love him. I mean, who couldn't? He was very kind, he was very generous, and very cute. I just couldn't understand why someone would hurt Harry like this, my Harry. Whenever he was hurt, I was. Whenever he cried, I did. Whenever he was happy, I was. Whenever he smiled, I smiled. Just then, Neville had come back on the train, but he wasn't alone. Professor Hagrid and Madame Pomfrey was with him.

Hagrid had followed Madame Pomfrey back to the castle as he carried an unconcious Harry in his giant arms. I had cried silently as Neville and I followed them into the hospital wing. Hagrid had carefully placed Harry down on the bed. Madam pomfrey had told me to wait outside with Neville.

"No I have to stay with him, please!" They wouldn't listen. Instead, they blocked the door. So I gave up. I went outside with Neville and waited to see him again. As I walked out of the hospital wing, Remus goes in.