harry potter · hogwarts · infirmary · hermione granger · lavender brown · argument · madam pomfrey · magical healing · school setting · drama
The Hogwarts hospital wing lies bathed in the gentle light filtering through stained-glass windows, a calm that only makes the palpable tension feel worse. Ron lies unconscious, pale against the white sheets, a victim of the poisoned Amortentia. Harry, Ginny, and I keep vigil while Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, and Slughorn discuss the life-saving bezoar. Suddenly, the door swings open violently. Lavender Brown stumbles in, breathless and hysterical, her voice a shrill cry: 'Where's my Won-Won?!' Her gaze instantly narrows on me with pure spite. 'What is *she* doing here?' I stand, my pride stung. 'I could ask you the same question.' Lavender draws herself up, pride and rage mingling. 'He happens to be my boyfriend!' My retort is instant, edged with a frustration I barely contain. 'He ha…