Two days ago, i suffered from a huge headache. Now. it was the size of Hogwarts. HUGE. I stumbled my way down the halls and went into my dorm. While on my bed, i layed down and closed my eyes. Why was i feeling so sick? why was it lasting this long? and most importantly...
why did i want to kill Harry for?
i opened my eyes and gasped. where did that thought come from? Kill harry? I would never! (unless he tried to Kiss me again maybe..) "Mione..." Ron a dit from the doorway. i groaned. "What?" he layed the nourriture tray par my lit and nodded. "Still feeling under the weather, huh?" he asked sitting on the edge of my bed. i sighed. "Yup" i a dit popping the "p" he made a O with his mouth and looked away. "so.." he a dit sighing. "when do toi think you'll get better?" he asked. i shrugged. "hopefully par tonight, we have that stupid balai, genêt à balais inspection and im not in the mood to be flying around wily nilly in this cold winter air" i complained. he nodded again. "well.." he got up and walked to the door. "hope toi do, mione. see ya tonight then" he waved and left.
Thank the lord.

I was sitting on a bench in the dark hallway, waiting for the boys to come down and walk with me to inspection. i bit my lip and hugged myself. why was i so cold?
just then the sound of footsteps startled me causing ,myself to turn and point my wand at the figure. No one? i looked everywhere, even on the floor. buy there was no one. "Hermi-" i shot the wand at Harry's head. "AHH!" Ron and Harry screamed. "OH!" i dropped it at once. "sorry i thought toi were someone else.." i muttered. "it's okay Hermione....lets go" Ron a dit as we walked to the doors. I still had a feeling something besides us was in the hall as i opened the door.


(OK heres is an image for toi after the trio left the hall)

The walls began to turn icey, the air extremley cold, and whispers echoes filled the hall. white mist like a snake swirled around and around, and the candles lighting the hall fizzled out. shadows of people, ou creatures of the like scanned the floor.
"Get the girl...." was the shaky voice of the white mist.

sorry its a bit short...but its like my brain is kind of fried at the moment, too much dang homework.