My name is Hermione Granger, Head Girl and best friend of Harry Potter. Right now I'm sick off my ass and can barely stand. I have fever, a running nose, my eyes are puffy and teary and I can barely stay upright for 20 seconds.
My fellow Head Student Mr. Draco Malfoy chose this very moment to burst into my room.
"What the hell happened to you? Late night out?"
"Shut up ferret! Go bother someone else."
"Damn you don't look too good. Can I get you something? Some potion or something to eat?"
I stared at him and thought that he maybe was some hallucination, you know, those you get when you have high fever and your head is not working properly.
"Hello Granger? I asked you a question... WOW! You really are sick, aren't you?"
Okay so I'm not hallucinating... Well that's good I guess...
"Could you please get me some water and some tissues?"
"Sure thing"
And he went off into the bathroom. Two minutes later he returned with a big glass of water and a pack of tissues. I was surprised at least but why complain?
I thanked him and took a big gulp of water. He looked me once over and left for classes.
My next surprise came at lunch. Really it wasn't expected, at least not from him.
"I brought you lunch" said a slightly smiling Malfoy as he came through my door.
"I'm hallucinating, right? Why would you bring me lunch?"
He merely rolled his eyes.
"Why my lovely Granger, I just thought that since Potthead and Weasel was too busy throwing as much food as possible into their own mouth I figured they wouldn't have time to come up with anything to you."
I eyed him suspicious but nodded anyway.
"Thank you Malfoy" and smiled a bit. Damn my face hurts.
"No problem Granger. Just don't tell anyone that I'm going soft. It would ruin my image."
"Humph! Like anyone would believe my anyway. No offence"
"None taken, I know what you mean."
"Why are you nice to me now?" I just couldn't resist asking.
"You just have to know everything do you?" Ouch I felt hit. "I help you now so that you will be healthy when the flue hits me. Then you can give me a little help. It is always nice when someone helps you when you are sick, don't you think"
"Sounds reasonable, but you should know that I have a really strong maternal instinct and would help you when you are sick either way."
"Yeah, whatever. Now back to sleep. I will come by with dinner later and I will also bring you your homework."
"Thank you again Malfoy. It means a lot."
He left and I fell into a deep slumber.