
Im broken. Dont break me. By A (Racheya)
I hope all you House fans out there enjoy this, Im enjoying writing it!
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Harry Potter Hermione Granger Ron Weasley Ginny weasley Hogwarts staff Gregory House Lisa Cuddy Alison Cameron Eric Foreman Robert Chase James Wilson I'm Broken. Don’t Break me
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Harry looked around the classroom, he was tired but that was normal in professor Binns’ lesson. His eyelids drooped as the professor droned on about goblin rebellions.
“Harry,” Whispered Ron, nudging Harry,
“You’re falling asleep mate.” “I'm not. Am I?” He replied sleepily.
“Yeah!” “Oh.” He said his eyelids drooping again.
Hermione turned around to face him; she had been sat at the desk in front of Harry and Ron.
“Harry, are you okay, you look tired to me.” She said concerned.
“Mr Westley, Mr Protter and Mrs Manger. Pay attention to the lesson.” Said professor Binns.
“Erm…Sir its We…” Started Ron but stopped quickly as Hermione jumped out of her seat.
”Oh my…” She shouted pointing at Harry; she didn’t get to finish her sentence as the class erupted into chaos.
Harry was shaking and twitching madly, He had fallen out of his seat. The thud of his body falling against the hard floor had been disguised by Hermione’s scream, he was making gagging noises and a small pool of blood had appeared where his head had cracked against the ground.
Everyone had gathered around Harry, Professor Binns tried to establish control of the class but was simply drowned out by the chattering of the class. One of the class had ran to fetch Madame Pomfery and a few moments later Madame Pomfery burst into the classroom and ran to Harry as the crowd parted to give her room.
Her pale blue robes trailed on the floor as she knelt down to look at him. She placed the large bag down at the side of her shooed the enclosing crowd further away.
She looked closely at him, he was still jerking and seizing, she waved her wand and muttered something and the seizing slowed down but it didn’t stop. She fished around in her bag until she found a needle containing a pale blue liquid almost the same shade as her robes. Quickly she jabbed the needle into his arm and instantly he gasped for breath and his rigid body softened and slumped against the hard wooden floor.
Madame Pomfery stood up and the crowd which had closed around them again parted, waving her wand Harry’s body was floated through the air like a ghost and carried off to the hospital wing with a shell shocked Hermione and Ron trailing behind. Ron hurried over to Madame Pomfery.
“What happened?” He asked, his normally bright face was white and grim.
“He had a seizure.” She replied, she didn’t look into his face. She was too busy ensuring Harry didn’t bang his head as he followed silently behind her.
“Why?” He asked, not happy with her answer, he wasn’t sure what a seizure was either.
Madame Pomfery paused; they stood there in the corridor for just a moment before she replied.
“I don’t know.”