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Everyone in the dorm looked at the door to see professor Martin walk in, followed by Colin. The professor quickly walked over to the bed and put the back of her hand onto Albus's forehead. She frowned.
"You have a fever, nothing serious. Your going to have to come with me to the hospital wing," she said helping him get out of bed, " you'll better after a good night sleep.” She finished at the look of Albus's face.
She helped him out of bed and towards the door. Professor Martin stopped just before the door and turned around
"The rest of you, Bed now!" She walked out the door with Albus.
She guided Albus the deserted common room and along the deserted corridors. A couple of floors down they walked into Peeves, who was putting green slime all over the walls. When he heard them approce he turned to look at them.
"It's little potty’s kid. He don't look good" he chuckled
"Peeves would you please take that disgusting slime off the walls" professor Martin asked
"You want ant little potty’s kid?" peeves asked ignoring the professor.
Albus looked at the slime then suddenly threw up beside himself. Peeves gave another laugh.
"PEEVES! GO NOW!" professor Martin shouted.
Peeves did a backflip and glided away.
"Ok lets get you to the hospital wing"

5 minutes later they entered the wind with the matron. The matron ran ahead to one of the beds at the other side of the ward
"In this one please," she said, "we'll get you better in no time"
The matron walked off to her office and Professor Martin helped Albus into the bed.
"You’ll be ok now. I’ll see you when you’re up and out of the hospital."
she smiled at the matron, who had come back, and strolled out of the wind.
They watched her go.
"Right, drink all this up and get some sleep" The matron handed him a glass of a green bubberly liquid, similar to the slime peeves had. It gave his stomach a jolt.
"What is it?" he asked looking at the liquid
"Not pumpkin juice, i can tell you. It's to help your fever break faster" She answered
Albus had no choice but to drink the drink. He took one gulp and nearly spat it out
"It's disgusting...." he said before falling asleep.

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Hermione nearly fainted when she heard Harry's answer.
"Ron, Ronnald" she said with tears falling down her all ready swollen cheeks. She started to cry again.
Hugo, who had been standing nest to Hermione the whole time, looked like he was going to cry but instead he asked tremberly
"Mummy, can we go see him please?"
Harry looked taken aback, 'Hugo is taking this rather well' he thought.
"Hermione,....." he began but she interrupted him
"Harry... sob I will...sob go see...sob him" she managed to say. Hugo's face lit up a bit.
Harry stepped forward and helped Hermione up from the floor.
"Ok... Lets go" Hermione said after a while.

The journey to St Mungos was along one and when they finally got there visiting hours were nearly over. They stumbled over to the front desk, Hermione holding Hugo's hand and Harry in the front, and joined the Que. When the que died down they moved to the front.
"We are here to see Mr Ronnald Weasley” Harry annocened to the receptionist.
The receptionist looked at the long list of patients next to her,
“Um… Fourth floor, ward 52,” She said looking up, “Next” she added
They moved away from the desk and up the stairs, on the right, to the fourth floor. When they made it to the fourth floor they were taken aback.
“There are loads of healers here.” Hermione said amazed. Harry looked at her strangely.
“Hermione you’re a Healer here, I thought you would be used to it by now?”
“I haven’t been on this floor before; I’m only on the third floor, potion and plant poisoning and it’s different.” Hermione nodded her head. A nearby healer took that as a sign of help. He walked over
“Can I help you in any way?” He asked
“Were looking for ward 52” Harry said
“Oh… straight down the end, last door on the right” He suddenly looked very sad. They said there thanks and walked on down the hallway. They finally got down the hallway, after a few minutes of walking. Harry turned the door handle and slowly walked in followed by Hermione and Hugo.
The ward was small containing one bed, a bedside table and a few chairs. The walls were bare except for one picture of a landscape. On the bedside table there were some flowers and some cards. ‘It looks like someone’s been here already’ Hermione thought. She looked round the room once before casting her eyes at the bed. There was a person lying there, still as a statue, his body was so badly injured it would hurt you to look at him. Hermione took one look and screamed.
“Ron” She screamed
“Daddy” Hugo shouted
Harry let his tears; he was holding, roll down his cheek.

Rose was lying on the floor of a cold, damp and dark cell crying again. Her robes in threads.
With in a couple of days she and her kidnapper arrived at an old shack in the middle of nowhere, Rose not in one peace. Her kidnapper was true to his word when he said he hurt her if she keeps crying. Ever since she had arrived at the old smelly shack she had been taken into the cell she was in and she had been there since. Rose drifted off to sleep. She dreamt of being back home with her family and friends, where she was happy and safe. She dreamt of her home, her new school. Her wish was soon gone when she woke with a start.
The door of her cell was being opened.

Rose moved to the back wall of the cell, away from the intruder. She sat there watching a black shape moving towards her. A hand came forward and griped her robes.
“My master wants to see you” He snarled at her
He dragged her off, through the dark hallways and up flights of stairs.
After about 5 minutes of walking (or in Rose’s case being dragged) they came to large double doors. The mysterious person lightly knocked on the doors and waited.
“Come in” A female voice said. It brought shivers up Rose’s spine. He opened the door and pushed Rose in and stepped in after her.
The room was large and circular.
The room was bare except for a single chair by the fireplace
“Here she is master” He tremberly bowed
“Leave” The voice said again
He bowed again and walked out closing the door behind him. The room went pitch black.
The female voice chuckled.
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Well here we are. Thanks for the wait guys