Ronald Weasley's POV

A whole week had passed since Hermione had been petrified and it was... GREAT!!! I didn't have to deal with her pestering me to do my homework. As if I needed to do it.

Harry and I went to see Hermione again. We went everyday even though she was getting anymore awake. Fred continued to stay with Pixie and somehow her petrification had done just the opposite to him from me. Ugggghhhh he definitely needed to just say something to her. Anywho...

"Ron, do you see that. In Mione's hand. It's a paper," he reached his hand out and pried it from her fingers to find it was a page from a book she must've ripped out. That's odd, she wouldn't do that.

"Do you know what this means Ron?" Yes someone must have been controlling her mind. "It's a basilisk. The monsters a basilisk and- Ron we have to go!"

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Fred's POV

Only days had gone by since Pixie was petrified but it felt like forever. I still kept up with my class work but I couldn't bring myself to help Georgie with any pranks. Consequently I had done better in my classes now that I was reading and studying with her.

There was only a small amount of time left until they the solution ready. There was always the prospect that it wouldn't work still and every second I thought about it longer I wanted just to scream.

"Fred! I've been trying to get your attention," George started to bark at me. "Madame Pomfrey want us out of here for the night. Come on let's go have some fun." George started to dance around when he said fun although I don't think it was all that good. I followed leaving one of my books behind so I would have to come in here tomorrow. Inching my way out into the hall I couldn't take my eyes off of her. That is until George yanked me away from the infirmary.

"Alright want are we doing now?"

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"Sorry Freddie, but we couldn't wake her up," George's eyes showed an emotion I rarely ever saw. "I think it's time we just let her go."

"No. We we. We can't. It's it's there there has to be a way a way. Can't we just can't we just brainstorm br-brainstorm? Please! I don't want to lose her! I don't want to lose her! Please?" I was sobbing unable to contain myself. Everyone in the room just looked at me with pity in their eyes.

This couldn't be real.

Mom walked over to me and just me in her arms. Why they let this happen to her? The girl that always listened and kind to everyone. Why would they?