Ron just wouldn't can it. We were all at the table, while Ron was blabbing about how Professor Snape had gave him detention. For crying out loud, if he just payed attention in class he wouldn't have!
"'Mione, can bạn pass the butter?" he đã đưa ý kiến with mouth full of chicken. I scowled at him and passed him some. "'Mione, bạn don't look so good are bạn ok?" Harry whispered in my ear. I shook my head. After riding a cây chổi, chổi and falling off because of stupid Malfoy hadn't done wonders on the headache i already had. "You want to go to the infarmery, im pretty sure the med-witch has." he began but Ron sneezed and made little splatters of chicken bits on Harrys glasses. "EWWW!" i moaned getting up. I felt a little weasey. "I think im going to be sick!" i ran to the ladies restroom.
I washed my face with some cold water, and sat down leaning on the wall. "My ngày couldn't get any worse..." i thought. After about 5 phút Harry knocked on the door and asked if i was Ok. -sigh- when wasn't he? "Yeah" i đã đưa ý kiến opening the door. Ron was arcross the hall and he was looking down. "Yeah he says he is sorry but..you know" Harry glances to him and back to me. "Maybe bạn should get some rest, bạn look absoulutly dreedful" i stuck my tounge out and he smiled. I slapped his shoulder and đã đưa ý kiến "You dumb head, Ok...i'll go lay down hoặc something" i walked past him and to Ron. "It's okay Ron, i was already feeling ill before...well..you know" i đã đưa ý kiến patting his arm. He frowned but nodded. "Im going to bed, night bạn two" i hurried down the hall as they both đã đưa ý kiến in unison "Night 'Mione"

*That night*

I woke up from my dream, gasping for air like i couldn't breathe. I wiped the sweat off my forehead and went to the bathroom. My head started to pound. I knew it was late, but i was heading to the infirmary. While walking down the quiet and dark halls of the building, i felt eyes on me, and it got cold. I stopped and looked around me. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary, so i kept walking. "Im going insane" i thought pressing my hand against my forehead. Nonetheless, i blacked out.

"Miss. Granger? Miss. Granger, can bạn hear me?" i moaned and opened my eyes. Still dark, i had trouble noticing who was above me. Oh for heavens sake it was Snape. I nodded. He helped me up and i swayed. Grabbing the right side of my waist, and one on my left hand, he lead me to the infirmary.


OK, i don't know if i should continue this story hoặc not. It's my first HP fanfiction in a while and im a little stuck. Any ideas? Tell me if bạn like, and if not, too bad i was bored and i thought 'What the hay" and wrote this.