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I heard the noise of doctors talking. Merlin beard, what time is it? My head was pounding. I opened my eyes. I was in my hospital bed. There was a healer writing something down. I seat up in the bed. The sun was up so it had to be morning. The healer saw me up and walked over to me.

“Good morning, Miss granger. How are you feeling?” He seemed familiar.

“Well definitely feeling better than yesterday but my head is still hurting a little.”

“We will get you a potion for that. How is your arm?” That's how I knew him. He was the doctor who checked on my arm right after the war ended.

“Oh it’s about the same.”

“How many times does it bleed and sting?”

“Depends each week. It stings at least three times a week but only bleeds once every two weeks now.”

“Well that's an improvement. I’m sorry I still haven't found anything to help. But I was reading a muggle book and the thing you're getting is described as phantom pain.”

“I have heard of that before. I will look into it soon after I leave. I want to figure it out.”

“I agree with you. I am going to get you some potions to help your head.” He said with a sweet smile and walked away.

I stayed in bed. I remember my conversation with Blaise. It was so strange. We talked like we have known each other for years. I laughed to myself. How weird, Hermione Granger possibly became friends with a slytherin? Harry wouldn’t believe it or would anyone else. The healer walked back in with a blue see-through potion in his left hand. He walked up to me on the right side of my bed.

“Here you go Miss Granger. You must drink it all. It won’t taste pleasant though.”

“Don’t worry. I can handle it. The amount of terrible tasting potions I have taken will be nothing compared to this.” We both laughed. I opened the bottle and tugged the potion. “That tastes barbaric!" I coughed in my arm. “Gross.” I signed and pulled my back to the head board. “What time is is?”

“It’s just about 8:30.”

“I would start getting ready for the day but I don’t have a change of clean clothes.”

“I’m sure your family will bring some for you.”

“Yes of course, my family."

“Let’s schedule another appointment for your arm, okay?”

“Yea we should probably do that. Sorry about not coming to the last one I was on business.”

“Oh I know.”

“How? I didn’t tell you or owl you.” He signed and looked at me.

“Accio Daily Profit.” The profit flew in my direction and landed in his hand, he handed me the paper.

I looked at the profit and instantly my eyes grew wild. I was there on the front page. It was me being held by auror and smoke covering me. The environment was in chaos. I saw people running around. They were trying to help me.

Hermione Granger survives another
deatheater attack!

Hermione Granger was on top secret mission in Australia. The missions abouts are unknown and the ministry and Order of the Phoenix is refusing to tell. Once her mission was over She decided to go the Wizarding bar “Suzes Fire” and get a drink after. Witnesses say that she looked sad or depressed while there. The owner even noted saying she saw her crying at a point. The Owner of the restaurant saw a man (unknown identity) with a deatheater mark. The man supposedly never took his eyes off Miss Granger, making her go into survival mode. She forced everyone else out of the place to start dueling with him. She fighting him with the hint of murder in her eyes. Finally the deatheater sends a curse to the whiskey causing it to catch fire. Soon the whole place was covered in fire. The death eater left while Hermione struggled to survive. She put a shield over herself protecting her from the fire till she passed out from the smoke. She was found in the fire on the ground with the shield around her. She was rescued and taken to St. Muggles. She has woken up and the ministry is investigating this new attack.

Hermione looked at the healer with shock.

“How the bloody hell does she think she is!?! She said the I almost instantly started to duel with him which is not nearly true I was trying not to. And what is this! “With the hint of murder in her eyes.” The bloody hell! I don’t have a hint of murder in my eyes and she won’t even be able to tell because no one else was there. Once again she is making lies.” I signed and pushed my hair back away from my face. “Well at least it’s not that bad this time.”

“True. Most of the time the things she rights are way off from the actual story.”

“True. Ok, let's change topics. I don't want to talk about this anymore.” I took a sign and Mr. Vann nodded. “So when should my next appointment be?”

“Probably in two weeks. Can you come on the 24th at 3:00pm?”

“Yep, sounds perfect! I will be there.” Just then Harry, Ginny, George and Bill came in.

“Ok, do you have anymore questions?” The healer said knowing he should leave.

“I don’t think so. Thank you so much.”

“It was my pleasure to assist you. I will see you in two weeks then.” He said and walked off. I turned to my confused friends.

“What does he mean “i will see you in two weeks?”” George said curiously.

“I just have to come back for a check up, that's it.” I said with a smile.

“Here are some clothes Hermione. You probably need them.” Ginny said has she pasted me my clothes.

“Why thank you Ginny. I definitely didn’t want to wear my old clothes.” We all laughed at that.

“We will let you change and shower. We will be in the hallway if you need us.” Said Bill with a little smile. I nodded and the pack of redheads and a raven hair boy left and closed the door.

I stood up in my pjs by my bed and walked over to the bathroom in the room. I opened the blue wooded door to the bathroom and I saw the small bathroom with the gray metal sink and a rectangular mirror, old metal toilet and very small shower with a green curtain. The bathroom walls were the same blue but a little lighter. I put the new clothes that Ginny gave me on the sink. I took off my clothes till I was butt naked. I stood there and saw myself in the mirror. I instantly felt insecure. My messy hair that hasn’t been washed in days. My body was mostly healed, only showing some scars. The bruises were gone and so were the little scratches. I was 5,5 on a good day but wanted to be taller. My legs were not skinny but not fat. They were right in the middle. My stomach was flat but that was from the lack of food this year. My breasts were small and made me shy. I looked ugly. How could anyone want me? I wonder what people see in me. I know whatever I am seeing staring at me through the mirror is not pretty. Ginny and Luna were both gorgeous. Ginny had this Ginger long straight hair that made her look like a princess. Luna had these perfect ocean eyes that any boy would fall for. They both were skinny and had no freckles unlike me with a few on my nose and cheeks. I turned to the shower knowing I should get started and shouldn’t keep my friends waiting. I walked over and started the water. It got to the right temperature and I hoped in the shower. The water on my skin felt amazing. I washed my hair, Face, arms, stomach, back, bottom, legs and feet. I felt much cleaner. I turned off the shower and grabbed the one towel that was hanging out. I wrapped my body with it. I looked to see what clothes Ginny brought me. It was a black sweater and mom jeans with a white bra and nude underwear. There was my old dark green converse. The sweater reminded me of my own mothers. I put on the outfit. I looked in the back in the mirror and saw the eye bags under my eyes. I almost never got any sleep. I must have been really tired last night. I wanted some Ginny’s makeup right now to cover my eye bags. I grabbed my wand and dried my hair. I didn’t have a hairbrush so I used my hands to brush and throw my tangled hair up in a bun. I looked in the mirror. This was the best I was going to get. I signed and faced the door and opened it. I walked back into my room and walked over to the door that led to the hallway. I opened the door to see my friends outside of it talking to Mr, Middleton. Harry turned around and saw me and pulled a smile on his face.

“Are you feeling any better?” He said while the others talked to the healer. I knew he wasn’t asking about my condition more about my parents.

“I will be.” I said with a fake grin that Harry must have bought. I will be was all I could say. Bill turned to me.

“You have been discharged, you can go now.” Bill said in a statement. I nodded and thanked the healer. We went into the elevator. I went to the back with Harry. Bill pressed the floor number and the elevator door closed as we went up the floors. George was talking about his new invention which was a candy that made your hands go purple. The doors finally flew open and we all walked out.

I looked around the hallway. I saw Blaise. His arm was no longer wrapped up and he was talking to a shorter woman. She turned around and saw me staring at her. Blaise didn’t notice he was now talking to a nurse. Ginny was talking to me but I wasn’t listening. The lady's eyes were green like Blaise’s. She had very pale skin. She had almost the exact same cheekbones and nose as Blaise. She could possibly be his mother. I didn’t know how I knew she was but it just clicked in my brain. She looked me in the eyes. She looked scared. She looked away and said something to Blaise then Blaise looked at me. He had a sad expression on his face then the two of them aperated away. Then someone slapped my arm and I look to see Ginny Weasley.

“Merlin, have you even listened to a word I just said?” She said in a mom like voice.

“Sorry Ginny.” I pulled a smile on my face. Ginny made a weird face.

“What’s going on with you and Zabini? You two kept looking at each other.” Ginny was obviously curious and I looked to see George and Harry nodding with her.

“It’s a long story. I will tell you all later.” I said with a smirk.

“Leave no details out Mione.” George said with a smirk across his face. I laughed.

“Either way, what I was telling you before was that we are going to Floo home.” Ginny said.

“Okay, sounds good. I’m tired and need some rest.” We stepped towards the fire place and all got the floo powder. Bill was first, then George, next Ginny and then Harry and me. I was last. I took the powder and yelled the address like I have done many times before. I always hated the floo network. There was smoke all over me again. I was back in the Burrow.