A/N : Now I think I owe everyone another apology. THAT WAS SO EMBARASSING! Shit…I mixed up my stories..I'm so so sorry…forgive me please….here's the real one.
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"And you say she bumped her head on a desk after she slipped on a puddle of water in your room?" Madam Pomfrey eyed him critically, not believing a single thing Draco said.
"Yes, yes," he replied exasperatedly while running a hand through his hair. He didn't know he had it in him to actually hurt someone in that way. Crap. On top of that, the person he had managed to hit with the damn vase was a girl. Double crap.
Madam Pompfrey continued fussing over her patient for today. Hermione remained unconscious through it all. It would have been tough work, pulling out shards of the vase from several cuts on her forehead, but thanks to magic and Madam Pomfrey's expertise, everything was cleaned up and healed in a matter of minutes.
A few moments later, head of house Severus Snape strode in casually, robes billowing behind him as always. Looking over his student lying on the hospital bed, checking her pulse and temperature, he turned to his godson. "What happened?"
Draco didn't need to reply. He had already felt the telltale shifting of his godfather through his memories. When it was over, Snape looked back at Hermione. "Wait here until she comes to consciousness, then bring her with you to my office." And with that, he turned and went out the way he came.
Oh Merlin. He was in big trouble.
"Is he gone?" A soft, weak voice squeaked from behind him. Had Hermione been awake the entire time? "Yes, I've been awake."
Draco's eyebrows shot upwards. "Did you use Legilimency on me?" If so, why hadn't he felt anything?
She chuckled, "I didn't, silly. You were just so predictable."
He allowed himself a few seconds to relax. "Professor Snape wants you and me in his office."
"I don't want to see the old bat." She stood up, not once swaying as expected from anyone who has had a head injury. "And you can tell him that too."
"He'll deduct points from us if we disobey."
Hermione laughed. "As if!" she headed for the entrance to the Infirmary. "Oh and by the way, you can forget about this incident, Malfoy."
But Draco wasn't gonna let her off that easy. He ran after her. Boy, does she move fast. She was nowhere to be seen.
"Watch where you're going, Slytherin!" Hmm, sounds like the Weasel.
Draco turned a corner and spotted her, looking scornfully at Weasel, Weaslette and Potthead. "I would have argued with you, Gryffindors, but you aren't worth my time." She started walking away.
"Granger!" Draco finally caught up with her, "Nice nose, Potter."
Insulted by his words, Harry was about to charge him when a strong hand gripped his shoulder.
"That would be enough, Potter, Draco." Snape's cool voice gave them chills.
The Golden Trio, with one last scathing look, turned their backs and went on their way.
"Draco, where's Ms. Granger?"
"She ran away."
"Yes, Professor Snape." Hermione spat, coming out of her hiding place behind the statue of a knight. "She ran away, and she wishes to bid you good day!"
"If you take one more step away Ms. Granger, I'll see to it you have detention for the rest of the year." She instantly stopped, but remained quiet. "I'm glad that caught your attention."
"I'd rather spend the whole year in my room sleeping than in detention with you, Snape." Draco noticed she had dropped the title.
Severus closed his eyes and counted to ten before opening them again. "It was a good thing I wasn't far away till I heard you from the infirmary. You know full well that you should rest after an injury like that.
"Oh hush now, no need to fret. I merely want to rest in my own bed rather than on the stiff beds of the Hospital Wing."
"But I ordered Draco to bring you to me so I could discuss a few things."
"Alright, I get it! I won't blab anything about this little incident. I'll just say I slipped. Finished? Now let me go back to my quiet world."
"Granger -"
"I've been laying low Severus! Six years! Six years of self-exile! Six years of suffering! Let me have this at the very least. Just this!" Tears prickling at the corner of her eyes, she ran away to the opposite direction of the Slytherin dungeons.
Draco who had been quiet through the exchange cleared his throat and spoke up. "What was that?"
"That," he paused collecting himself. "was unexpected."
A/N : Yes, another short and rather crappy chapter from yours truly. Oh God, I feel awful…anyways, thanks for the initial reviews! MOAAAAR!
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