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Chapter #20: The truth is inside here.

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Harry felt tired, and little by little he was starting to see the light as he opened his eyes, he was wondering if he had died and if this was heaven or maybe hell because the place clearly reminded him of Hogwarts’ infirmary, perhaps this was the product of his imagination, a desperate attempt from the mind to keep some conscience before the imminent darkness of the nothingness takes over.

“I see that you’re awake Mr. Potter,” Harry suddenly heard a known voice that made him feel a little concerned.

Soon his gaze was fixed on an older nurse who was frowning but quickly smirked at him, she looked at him for a few moments before sighing.

“Madam Pomfrey…Why are you here? I mean, I know this looks like the infirmary but I don’t think my personal version of heaven looks like this…No offense,” Harry tried to say to the figure that looked like Madam Pomfrey.

“Well, one would think that due to the time you spend here you might consider it heavenly,” the figure joked and Harry couldn’t help but blush.

“Wait a minute…Why Am I worrying about this? I mean, this is just an illusion, I’ll just wait for my brain to—” Harry was suddenly interrupted by the nurse.

“This is real Mr. Potter, just like the young woman sitting next to you,” Pomfrey gave him a half smile before she started scanning his body with a spell.

Harry’s eyes widened after hearing that, and soon, he looked to the right side of the bed and sitting and sleeping at the same time there it was Hermione, it looked like she was still covered in blood and she didn’t seem too worried about cleaning the blood off her clothes.

“Mione?” Asked Harry with a confused expression.

Soon he heard some groans from the bushy-haired witch, it didn't take too long for her to rub her eyes so she could finally find the source that was interrupting her amazing dream, she was dreaming about her and Harry destroying the magical world and their ridiculous customs.

“Oh hey, Harry I—” Hermione started but suddenly stopped herself.

Harry was awake, she couldn’t believe it but she was looking at him with her own eyes, they managed to only share a soft kiss before they started to talk, Hermione managed to calm down as she was restraining herself from finding the ferret and kill him with her own hands.

“Hermione…What’s going on?” Asked the raven-haired wizard.

“Someone attacked you on the train, you said you lost your memories, right?” Asked the brown-haired witch as she tried to compose herself.

Harry scratched his head and then he was saddened at the realization, he felt so guilty right now, he didn’t know who did it and how he was so easily defeated, it didn’t make any sense, the last thing he remembered was that he was studying the code and then, there’s a gap in his memories, after that he was lying on the floor with a huge injury and a pool of blood under his body.

“Harry…Listen to me…I know what you’re thinking, but this isn’t your fault, the only ones that should be blamed are the culprits and no one else, you’re not at fault here, okay?” Asked Hermione with a concerned tone.

Harry remained in silence for a few moments before he nodded at his girlfriend, she always knew what to say to make him feel better, and she couldn’t help but kiss his forehead assuringly, she knew him too well and she was aware that he was going to blame himself for this even if it wasn’t his fault.

“She’s right Mr. Potter, this isn’t your fault, now if you let me…” Madam Pomfrey said before she lifted Harry’s shirt.

His abs were out in the open and Hermione would’ve been excited at the sight in different circumstances and she would have endlessly teased him but he wasn’t here because of a funny reason, no, he was attacked by one of his classmates in a compartment of the Hogwarts express.

Even if there wasn’t a war yet, something like this was a war declaration in the wizarding world, the Hogwarts Express is supposed to be a neutral place regardless of your status or origin, it’s a convention, and breaking it and doing something like this could be considered a war crime.

“Wait a minute…Shouldn’t there be a scar where he was hit by the spell?” Asked Hermione with a confused expression.

“Oh, yes, that’s what we thought was going to happen, Miss Granger, after all, he was hit with a dark spell, however, luckily Professor Snape had an idea about the spell that was used and he knew the counterspell and healed Harry without trouble!” The nurse said cheerfully.

Hermione’s eyes widened. While the nurse was thinking of the potions professor as someone noble, Hermione knew that the bastard was actually covering his godson's arse, but most of all, he was covering his own, after all, he was the one who taught him that spell, he knew his godson did this and yet, as far as she knew, Malfoy wasn't going to face any punishment as the last time she saw him he was patrolling, taking points and giving detention without any worry in the world.

Hermione’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted the moment Madam Pomfrey took one sample from Harry’s blood and soon, she moved to a private area in the infirmary, as far as Hermione knew, it seemed like the medi-witch was going to test the blood to know if there were still traces of dark magic and this gave her the perfect opportunity to whisper something in Harry’s ear.

“It’s Malfoy and Parkinson, they were the ones who did this, I saw everything after I used the time turner!” She whispered in his ears.

Harry would like to feel impressed by those facts, however, he knew that sooner or later Malfoy was going to do something like this, and yet, Dumbledore always insisted the boy still had a chance to change, that we shouldn’t blame the children for their parents’ sins, but in this case, these were all Draco Malfoy’s sins.

“So that’s why I couldn’t take off my mind, a blonde figure and a raven-haired one,” Harry said with a lot of anger.

He was about to get on his feet and grab his wand but Hermione quickly kissed him, she suddenly snogged him senseless and his anger suddenly eased.

“I know what you’re trying to do and trust me, I want to tear him into pieces too, but we can’t…Unless you remember the attack, there’s no way you can prove they did it,” Hermione’s words didn’t ease Harry’s anger completely.

However, he was able to see the light in her words, she was right, he wanted to grab his wand and force the truth out of Malfoy, still, deep inside he knew that the git would get protected by Dumbledore and Snape and then, the investigation, if there was any at all, was going to get dismissed and he was going to be considered a lunatic more than he was already considered.

“Don’t worry…I have a plan to get the truth out of them,” Hermione gave him a long kiss again before she winked and promised him that she was going to visit him after her first class.

A few moments later in the great hall, Malfoy, Parkinson and the rest of their clique were having the time of their lives as they mocked Harry who was still in the infirmary, but then, Granger for some reason decided to appear in front of them, she had a serious expression and she made them feel confused.

“What do you want mud-blood?” Asked the ferret without any care in the world and the headmaster, headmistress, and his head of house continued eating without a care in the world.

The toad-faced woman who was their new DADA professor was smirking after hearing that slur but then, everyone gasped the moment Hermione’s wand was placed on Malfoy’s throat, and with her other hand she was pointing Harry’s one at Parkinson’s throat.