Chapter 2:- Getting lost in your thoughts isn't such a good idea.

Hermione woke up to the feeling of being watched, and sure enough, there was Malfoy sitting next to her bed.

"What are you doing here Malfoy?" Hermione asked, still half asleep.

"I came to see how you were doing."

"Why?"

"Honestly?"

Since when is Malfoy ever honest? Hermione thought .

"Yes Malfoy, honestly."

"Ok, well, I honestly don't know."

"That doesn't make any sense" Hermione said laughing.

"I know...."

Malfoy joined in the laughter. Gosh it feels good to laugh Malfoy thought happily
A bell sounded signifying the start of classes.

"I'll bring you up the homework we get at lunch, then if we have any more by dinner, I'll bring you that too. ok?"

"Thanks Malfoy"

"Your welcome Granger" And with that he left.

*Later that day*

"Hello Miss Granger. How are you doing today?"

A startled Hermione looked up from her book.

"I'm fine thanks Professor."

Dumbledore smiled warmly.

"That's good news. Has Mr Malfoy been in to see you today?"

"Yes Professor, he has. He offered to bring my homework by later."

"He's a good lad Mr Malfoy. Don't you agree Miss Granger?"

"Yes sir."
Not really sir. He's an egotistic, self-centred, pureblood ferret sir. Hermione wanted so desperately to say, but decided that agreeing with the Head Master would be better. So she settled for her response that had slipped out before she had time to think about it.

"Well, I should go and let you rest Miss Granger."

"Ok sir."

Dumbledore moved off to one of the beds with a stranger in it. Hermione craned her neck to see who occupied the bed, and was surprised to see that it was the boy that looked like Harry. If Hermione didn't know better she would have sworn that it was Harry himself.

"Ummmm, hi." A voice sounded to her left, startling Hermione.

She looked around, unsure if she had imagined it or not. A quick look around confirmed that she had imagined it, for the occupant of the bed next to her (the boy with the honey-brown coloured hair) was still thoroughly unconcious.

*Lunch*

"Granger." Malfoy walked up the ward towards her

"Malfoy. You enjoy the day so far?" Hermione asked, feeling the need to make conversation.

"Of course not. Anyway, here's your homework and Professor Snape accepted your excuse for not handing in your essay." Malfoy said while dumping a huge pile of homework on her bedside table, rather heavily.

"That was due today?!"

"Well, duh."

"Ok, well, I'll do that first."

"I don't really care. But I'll send a house elf up with whatever homework we get by dinner."

"Whatever Malfoy. You'd better get going before Parkinson misses you too much."

"Whatever Granger, like she'll care, but your right. I do need to get going."

"Good bye then." Hermione said pointedly

"See ya Mudblood" Malfoy muttered as he left.

"Miss Granger, now that Mr Malfoy has left, I can examine your ankle."

"I've been here for two weeks already. I'm pretty sure it would have healed by now."

"Well, I still need to check Miss Granger."

The nurse was getting impatient with her and it was beginning to show.

"Ok, then Madam Pomfrey."

"It's all good Miss Granger." The nurse informed her after some prodding and poking. "Brakio bone repairo." Madam Pomfrey muttered

"Ok, does this mean I can go now?" Hermione asked.

"Yes Miss Granger. However you may wish to advise Professor Dumbledore when you get down to lunch that you have left."

"Yes Madam Pomfrey. Umm, Madam Pomfrey?"

"Yes Miss Granger?" The nurse asked wearily.

"How are the four that we brought in a couple of weeks ago?"

"Just fine Miss Granger. Could you please ask the Head Master if he could pay me a visit after lunch?"

"Of course Madam Pomfrey. I had better be going now."

Just as Hermione was leaving the infirmary she heard something, it sounded like: "Oh my god, where am I?" But she couldn't be sure. It was too soft.

As Hermione walked into the Great Hall, everyone was wolfing down a lunch. Everyone except Ginny. Hermione walked down the Gryffindor table trying to find someone to sit with as she couldn't sit with Harry and Ron because of the fight.

She knew that Ron was still sour over it and Harry was taking his side because neither of them had been in to see her while she was in the Hospital Wing, whereas Malfoy had been in to see her numerous times which slightly unnerved her and she was sure that he was only doing it because Dumbledore had told him to.

As Hermione walked, she hummed to herself.

"Hermione!"

Hermione turned her head at the sound of her name and saw Ginny waving frantically at her. She waved back and kept walking down the table, towards the teachers table. Well, now that I have someone to sit with, I might as well tell Dumbledore that I've left the Hospital wing and Madam Pomfrey wants him to swing by after lunch. Hermione mentally listed.

"Miss Granger. What a pleasure to see you out of the Hospital Wing."

Dumbledore smiled pleasantly at her.

"Thank you Professor. Umm, Madam Pomfrey would like you to drop in at the Hospital Wing after lunch sir."

"I shall go as soon as I've finished eating Miss Granger."

"Ok Professor"

Hermione stood there awkwardly, sensing that there was something else the Head Master wished to say to her. As she turned to start walking back down to Ginny, the Head Master spoke.

"Miss Granger. Have the rest of the day off won't you? You need to rest, and catch up on your homework and get accustomed to your new common room."

"Ok Professor, I will. Thank you."

And with that she went to join Ginny.

"Where have you been for the last two weeks missy?" Ginny demanded of her as soon as she sat down.

"I've been in the Hospital Wing with a broken ankle Gin."

"Oh, ok Mione. Just don't do that to me again! I nearly had a heart attack when you didn't show up at meals for two weeks straight!"

"Ok, ok, Gin. I get the message. Ask you if it's ok before tripping over someone and breaking my ankle."

"Mmmhm. Just tell me next time ok?"

"Ok Gin."

There was silence for a few minutes as both girls stuffed themselves to a contented stage. You know the stage where your not hungry but your not full either? yeah, well, that stage.

"You look tired Hermione"

"I am. I must look really tired because Dumbledore just gave me the rest of the day off."

"Really? Oh my gosh Hermione. That's great!"

"I suppose so."

"Hey, who was it that you tripped over?"

"Huh? oh, ummm, I dunno. I've never seen them before."

"Them, as in more then one or them as in the person?"

"Them, as in more than one."

"How many were there?"

"Four. And in Gryffindor Robes."

"Gryffindor eh? Well, you know everyone in Gryffindor and if you've never seen them before, then I don't know who they could be."

"Mmmmm."

*RING* The bell rang, signalling to all the students that weren't Hermione, that Lunch was over and they had better be in class in the next twenty seconds or else.

"Well, I'd better get going. See ya later Mione."

"Yeah, see ya Gin."

Ginny picked up her bag, slung it over her shoulder and with one last wave at Hermione, left the hall.

Hermione slowly finished her lunch, then she too left the Great Hall in search for the Head's commoon room.

*Meanwhile in the Hospital Wing*

"Poppy?"

"Albus! Thank goodness your here!"

"What was so urgent that I walked out of lunch to come and see you for?"

"I told her to tell you after lunch."

"Oh, I was finished. Only the students weren't."

"Oh, ok. Well, I think that our 'visitors' have been here before. In fact I'm positive."

"Are they awake yet?"

"No, not yet Albus. How do you think the got here?"

"I'm sure they'll be able to tell us when they wake up. I think I might go and pay Miss Granger a visit in her common room and ask her to come up and sit with them for this week, and if they don't wake up, then I will be forced to admit that they may never wake up and shift them across to St. Mungo's. Do you agree with my plan Poppy?"

"Of course Albus. Whatever you think is best for these poor kids."

Just then the bell for the end of lunch rang.

"I think I will go and meet Miss Granger in her common room. Owl me immediately if there is any change in our 'visitors'."

"Of course Albus."

When Hermione came to the portrait that guarded the Head's common room, she was thoroughly surprised. The portrait had a picture of both Head's with their heads held high with pride, and behind them (for the background) there was a kind of greenish red with gold trimming, in a silver frame. Wow, way to go Dumbledore. Hermione thought in awe.

"Password?" asked the Head's in the portrait at the same time.

"Grytherine" Hermione answered giving the portrait a weird look.

"You may enter" the portrait Malfoy told her

"Well of course she can! She's Head Girl you twit!" Portrait Hermione yelled at portrait Malfoy

"TWIT!? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU'RE CALLING A TWIT, YOU NINNY?"

"Ninny? Is that the best you can come up with?" Portrait Hermione started laughing, furthering the anger of portrait Malfoy.

Hermione sighed and pushed the fighting portrait open, walking through the portrait hole, she gasped. Dumbledore had made the green and red together look great. There were little tables set around the room for studying and such, while in front of the fire stood a massive black couch, an emerald green armchair, and a ruby red armchair, with about six other black armchairs littering the room. There were two of the black armchairs facing eachother on opposit sides of a little table that looked as though it would be used to plan events, such as a ball or something.

Hermione made a mental note to ask Dumbledore if they could hold a start of term ball, in the middle of the term. Hang on, that doesn't make sense. I should ask him if we can throw a middle of term ball. There we go, I've got a good feeling about this common room. Hermione thought.

The other four armchairs were set in a circle around a second fire on the other side of the room. All in all, the common room looked magnificent and as though they were expecting visitors at any second.

Hermione went over to the big black lounge and sat on it getting ready to take a book out of her bag and waste away the hours reading, when the portrait hole swung open, and yells of :

"Hey, you can't go in there without the password!"

"Of course he can you idiot! HE'S THE GODDAMN HEADMASTER!!!!!"
were heard.

"Well Miss Granger, those two argue almost as much as Mr Malfoy and yourself really do."

"I know Professor. When I came in 'Ninny' was the best the portrait of Malfoy could come up with."

"I am thankful that the portrait has been blessed with the naiivity of an 11 yr old. However, I am sorry to say that within a few weeks they will grow up, and the insults will become worse. So will the yelling I suspect."

"That's alright professor. Why have a portrait of us if it doesn't fight with each other as much as we do?"

"That's a very good point Miss Granger."

"Thank you sir. However I have to say that I'm getting the feeling that you didn't come here to only comment on the rudeness of the portrait, or how much Malfoy and I fight, or to even compliment me on my points. You came for some other reason didn't you Professor?"

"Yes Miss Granger. I did."