Disclaimer: Harry Potter and co is J. K. Rowling's. Plot and anything new
is mine!
Summary: Hermione is ill, very ill. She needs blood from someone, her soul mate. Could it be her long time Boy friend Harry, or someone else, kinda like Snow White or Sleeping Beauty! Set in 6th year. Hermione is Prefect and so is Draco.
Authors Notes: This is my first Harry Potter fic. Flames are welcome!
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" Mudblood!" whispered Draco. It was Potions. Double Potions, with the Slytherins. "ARRGGGHHH!" growled Hermione. Mondays are the worst. Things couldn't get worse. " Don't worry about him" comforted her long time boyfriend Harry. " He's just being a prick as usual. Just ignore him." He put in a couple more newt eyes. Hermione sighed. She was prefect for Gryffindore and Draco was prefect for Slytherin.
" It's only for a year, thank god!" she muttered as these thoughts swam in her head.
"Are you sure your not gonna miss me, Granger?!" sneered Draco. " I'm not gonna miss your most amazing moment at Hogwarts, Ferret-Boy!" cooed Hermione. " Don't call me that Mudblood!" threatened Draco. " Don't call me Mudblood, Ferret- oh!" Hermione clutched her stomach in pain. Draco, Ron and Harry, the only ones who noticed, exchanged puzzled looks. " Are you alright Hermione?" asked a concerned Harry. " Does it look like it!?" hissed Hermione before she fainted with a thud on the wooden floor.
"It's all your fault Malfoy!" yelled voices on the other side of the curtain. Hermione just awoke. She was in a bed in the Hospital Wing. Weakly, she looked at her watch. 15 minutes until the end of Potions. What was she doing here? " My fault! How is it my fault!" yelled Malfoys voice. " You argued with her! Calling her a 'Mudblood'!" Suddenly she heard a familiar voice boom. Stop arguing you two! Madam Promfrey is investigating Grangers condition. As there is still 14 minutes till end of lesson, I, as the other Deputy Head have to keep you here * quietly*. So Shut UP! Or I will give you both detention. Ah Dumbledore!" Snape, Dumbledore and Madame Promfrey walked into her office to discuss Hermione's condition. Hermione continued to listen to Draco, Ron and Harry bickering.
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Hows that!! please please review! Flames are welcome! I'll post up when I get 5 reviews! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
Summary: Hermione is ill, very ill. She needs blood from someone, her soul mate. Could it be her long time Boy friend Harry, or someone else, kinda like Snow White or Sleeping Beauty! Set in 6th year. Hermione is Prefect and so is Draco.
Authors Notes: This is my first Harry Potter fic. Flames are welcome!
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" Mudblood!" whispered Draco. It was Potions. Double Potions, with the Slytherins. "ARRGGGHHH!" growled Hermione. Mondays are the worst. Things couldn't get worse. " Don't worry about him" comforted her long time boyfriend Harry. " He's just being a prick as usual. Just ignore him." He put in a couple more newt eyes. Hermione sighed. She was prefect for Gryffindore and Draco was prefect for Slytherin.
" It's only for a year, thank god!" she muttered as these thoughts swam in her head.
"Are you sure your not gonna miss me, Granger?!" sneered Draco. " I'm not gonna miss your most amazing moment at Hogwarts, Ferret-Boy!" cooed Hermione. " Don't call me that Mudblood!" threatened Draco. " Don't call me Mudblood, Ferret- oh!" Hermione clutched her stomach in pain. Draco, Ron and Harry, the only ones who noticed, exchanged puzzled looks. " Are you alright Hermione?" asked a concerned Harry. " Does it look like it!?" hissed Hermione before she fainted with a thud on the wooden floor.
"It's all your fault Malfoy!" yelled voices on the other side of the curtain. Hermione just awoke. She was in a bed in the Hospital Wing. Weakly, she looked at her watch. 15 minutes until the end of Potions. What was she doing here? " My fault! How is it my fault!" yelled Malfoys voice. " You argued with her! Calling her a 'Mudblood'!" Suddenly she heard a familiar voice boom. Stop arguing you two! Madam Promfrey is investigating Grangers condition. As there is still 14 minutes till end of lesson, I, as the other Deputy Head have to keep you here * quietly*. So Shut UP! Or I will give you both detention. Ah Dumbledore!" Snape, Dumbledore and Madame Promfrey walked into her office to discuss Hermione's condition. Hermione continued to listen to Draco, Ron and Harry bickering.
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Hows that!! please please review! Flames are welcome! I'll post up when I get 5 reviews! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!