Hey guys! So, as I promised, I'm updating today. Heheh. It's not really a long chapter, and I think it's hardly an interesting chapter. But, hey, at least it's a chapter. Haha. Lol, okay, lol, go on and read it. :)

'Ron, shut up, she's sleeping!' Ginny scolded right as they reached her bed. Madam Pomfrey came over to give her a potion. That's when Hermione stirred and started mumbling.

'Dra–Draco?' She said softly and Madam Pomfrey faked coughing to hide what the girl said. The loud sound woke Hermione up.

'Oh, hey guys!' She greeted, smiling weakly before taking the potion from Madam Pomfrey and gulping it down. She felt fresher and moved into a sitting position.

'How are you feeling, Mione? As soon as we heard you're in the Infirmary, we came straight here.' Ron said.

'I'm just tired, that's all. Maybe I read too much.' She reasoned.

'See? You shouldn't stay in the library all day long and pack all of those words into your brain. You should join us for Quidditch.' He continued.

'Oh, Ron, you know I hate flying.' She rolled her eyes and turned to Ginny. Hermione bit her lower lip, should she tell Ginny about what Draco and Severus told her? As far as she remembered, none of her Gryffindor friends knew about Draco and her. So, should she tell her?'

'You should try flying, though.' The ginger suggested.

'I know, flying is sometimes enjoyable.' Hermione mumbled, remembering the moments when Draco took her to fly on his broom several times and they flew around London city during the holidays.

Their eyes widened. 'You went flying?'

'Yeah..' She shrugged.

'With who?' Harry asked.

'By myself, of course.' She blinked, shifting on the bed.

'Really?' Ron asked in disbelief.

'Oh Ron! I can take care of myself!' She snapped, glaring at the boy.

'Hermione, we should go. Lunch will be over anytime soon.' Harry suddenly said.

'Okay. I guess I'll be out before dinner, so no worries. I'll see you guys later. '

'Bye, Hermione.' Ron waved as the three of them went away and Hermione smiled as she waved back. She leant back in her bed as Madam Pomfrey came towards her.

'Poppy, where's Draco?' She asked.

'I asked him to go when Mr Potter and his friends came just now. I don't know where he went.' Madam Pomfrey pursed her lips. 'Do you feel better now, Hermione?'

'Yes, Poppy, thanks. I'll just probably rest some more and go out after school session ends.' She informed the older woman, closing her eyes and sighing. The throbbing in her head had ceased and only a slight pain attacked her everytime she moved too much.

Madam Pomfrey went away and Hermione tried to sleep again as she rested her head on the pillow. However, her eyes won't rest. Rolling onto her side, Hermione smiled as she realised a note was left on the table. The girl reached for the parchment and made a mental note to scold Draco for that later.

Dear Granger,

I have to go since Potter and his allies had come. I'll be back after lunch, don't miss me too much.

Love, DM

Hermione smiled and kept the note in her pocket, her eyelids finally felt heavy and she slowly drifted to sleep.

'When is she going to wake up?' Hermione stirred as she heard some faint voices.

'Crabbe, lower your voice. Look! You woke her already!' she heard Draco scolded as she opened her eyes and groaned when the light stabbed her eyes. As she rubbed her eyes, Hermione shifted on her bed and moved into a sitting position.

'Mia!' She heard a girl exclaimed and suddenly a body attacked her with a tight hug.

'Pans, I-can't-breathe!' She choked out and the girl laughed, kissing her cheek.

'Draco told us everything!' Pansy gushed, sitting at the end of the bed. 'We missed you.'

'I know, I'm sorry.' Hermione sighed.

'You shouldn't be the one apologising, Granger. It's Draco. This fucker's the one who took your memories.' Blaise quickly interfered, eyeing Draco with an accusing smirk.

The blond boy glared back at his best friend. 'Oh! Yeah? Fuck off, Zabini.'

'Guys, keep it down or Madam Pomfrey will throw us out.' Pansy hushed them.

'Come here, you bastard.' Hermione called out with a smirk and Blaise went forward, hugging her and poking her sides. 'Hey! You always do that!' She exclaimed, pouting and Blaise burst out laughing.

'How about me?' Crabbe asked hesitatingly, giving Draco a pleading look and the Malfoy rolled his eyes.

'Go on and hug her, you idiot.'

Hermione laughed and hugged the plump boy. 'Goyle, don't you miss me?' She turned to him, smirking and he hugged her too.

'What a day, you better take a picture; our Gryffindor Princess is messing around with the Slytherins. Someone inform the Daily Prophet!' Draco said sarcastically and Hermione rolled her eyes, smacking the back of his head only to receive a glare from him.

'As if, as long as the Dark Lord exists, we can't do anything.' Blaise said.

'Yeah, if that nose less bastard die, all of us could come out as best friends, right Hermione?' Pansy asked excitedly.

'Of course, Pans.' Hermione nodded. 'What time is it?'

'Just a few minutes after lunch.' Blaise answered.

'Don't you guys have any class?' She asked again.

'Yes, we do. But we've only got a Transfiguration with McGonagall. I don't think she would mind if we said we're visiting you.' Pansy smiled.

'Yes, but you guys are going to miss some of the lessons. You should go; I'll be out before dinner.' Hermione ordered.

'But, Hermione!' Pansy whined. 'I wanted to see you. I spent five months not seeing you.'

'I know, but we can see each other from now on, right? So go, if you wanted to see me so much, meet me at the RoR after dinner before curfew.' Hermione reassured, holding Pansy's hands.

'Fine.' The black haired girl pouted, taking her bag and hugging the girl. 'Promise me you'll be there?'

'Yes.' Hermione nodded, smiling.

'Okay!' Pansy cheered and skipped away with the rest of the Slytherins.

'Always the old Pansy. She can never face it if she doesn't meet me for a day.' Hermione whined.

'Of course, who doesn't love you?' Draco smirked, sitting next to her on the bed and taking her hands.

'Only you.' She sighed and he raised his eyebrows.

'What are you talking about, Mia?' Draco asked. 'Of course I do.' He said, kissing the side of her head.

'Well, you're willing to give up on us.' She said quietly in an accusing tone.

Draco sighed, letting go of her hands and stood. He put his hands at the sides of his waist and turned around to give her an intent stare. Hermione crossed her arms and slid her legs to the side of the bed so they were left hanging there.

'You'll never understand, do you?' He let out a heavy breath and ran a hand through his blond hair.

'Yes, I don't and I will never do if you'll never tell me about it.' She challenged.

'Hermione...' He went and sat next to her again. 'The world we live in is very dangerous...'

'Cut it out, Malfoy. You told me that.' She interfered. 'Now, tell me why...'

Draco cupped her cheeks. 'Hermione Jean Granger, I do love you.' He said, hesitatingly letting a certain word out. You're my best friend, we're once lovers. But, I had to give up on us because I don't want you to get hurt. Don't you understand? You think I let you go because I don't love you? Please, Granger. If I don't then I'll keep you for myself. But I love you. I love you enough to let you go because I know it'll just hurt both of us more if you stayed with me.' He frowned at how much of the word "love" he's used.

Hermione stayed quiet, just staring at him before she touched his hand. 'If, that was the case, did you stop loving me then, because you actually wanted me back?' She questioned.

Draco frowned at her and chuckled. 'You thought I stopped loving you because I returned your memories?' He threw his head back and laughed out loud. 'Granger... Seriously? No, Granger. I didn't return your memories because I stopped loving you; there was a very strong reason on why I did it.'

'What is it then? Tell me, Draco.' She urged.

'I'm not sure if I could tell you here.' He sighed. 'Hermione, I'll tell you when we're in the RoR tonight.'

'But...' She tried to protest but he put a finger against her mouth to hush her.

'Just forget it for a moment. I promise I'll tell you tonight. Now, can we catch up with what we've left?' He asked, nudging her shoulder and she sighed. Perhaps he's right. She needed to loosen up. Eventually, a smile was playing at the edge of her lips.

'Fine.' She finally said, turning to him and smiled.

'Now, that's my Granger.' He smirked, pinching her nose.

'Malfoy...' She started but he cut her off.

'Granger, when are we going to get back to first name basis again?' He asked, smiling deviously as he knew she was still 'new'. Hermione blushed and punched his arm.

'Give me some time, you prat!'

'Fine, fine, geez. I'll give you time until next Friday. If we're still not on the first name basis, you're going to get it, Granger.' He said, poking her cheek.

'Malfoy, you've already got used of calling me by my first name, so why don't you start first?' Hermione suggested and Draco raised his eyebrows. She made a slight frown as he leant forward slowly. His face was near to her and for a moment she thought he was going to kiss her and a blush rose to her face.

'I'd love to have you screaming my name again soon, Mia.' He whispered, his breath blowing at her ear, giving her shivers down the spine.

He pulled back and smirked in triumph as he saw her red face. 'Draco! You did that on purpose, didn't you?' She asked angrily and his smirk widened as she gasped. 'I called you Draco.'

Draco nodded and crossed his arms, still smirking at her and waiting for her reaction. She quickly stood and Draco made a move, running away as she chased him around the Infirmary. They're very lucky nobody decided to be sick today.

The so called Slytherin Prince squealed as he climbed up the bed, trying to get away from his best friend. 'Come here, Drakie-poo!' She mocked, smiling devilishly as she sauntered towards him like how the villains always do in the movies.

'Go away, Mia!' He gasped as he tilted his body right as she reached out to grab his cloak.

'Oh no, Draco. I'm going to revenge.' She said and let out a maniac laughter as she managed to catch him and tackled him to the bed he was standing on. 'I got you, Malfoy!'

'No, no! No! Please! Please!' He screamed as she tickled him with all her might, showing no mercy at all. 'Mia, please!'

Madam Pomfrey rushed out of her office as she heard the chaos. She patted her forehead as she saw the scene in front of her eyes and shook her head, letting out a small chuckle. 'Hermione, I think that's enough.'

The Gryffindor girl got up and snickered before bursting out laughing. 'How come a Slytherin Malfoy is ticklish?'

Draco got up and glared at her as her laughter got louder. His hair was dishevelled and his cloak was hanging on his arms while his face was red as tomato. 'Malfoy, you look like you just snogged someone.'

He pursed his lips and crossed his arms, tapping his foot on the floor as he waited for her to stop laughing. Madam Pomfrey sighed at how messy the Infirmary were with the pillows and feathers all over the floor, some footsteps were visible on the bed sheet and the curtains were falling from their hangers. She muttered a cleaning charm and the things moved back into their places.

'Seriously, Granger!' He growled. 'Stop laughing!'

'I can't! It's so funny!' She choked on her laugh. Her face was red and clutched his shirt for support as she bent over and let out some more laughter before she let out a heavy sigh. 'Okay, I'm fine.' And then she burst out laughing again.

He stepped forward and gave her a quick kiss on the mouth. 'Now that's not so funny, isn't it?' Draco said, smirking as her face turned into shock and he poked her nose before walking towards the exit.

Hermione glared at his sexy back and walked to catch up with him. Pulling him by his shoulder and turning him around, she grabbed his face and snogged him senseless. She pulled away to catch her breath and laughed again. 'Now you've really snogged someone, Malfoy. Perfect. Why don't you go take a picture?'

She quickly skipped away, humming to herself, happy that she got him. Draco huffed and went to one of the mirrors in the Infirmary, letting out an over exaggerated, girlish and high pitched gasp as he saw his reflection. He looked like Bellatrix! A Bellatrix that just snogged someone! Okay, that's Euwww! Who would want to snog her? The Dark Lord probably. 'Granger!'

Hermione giggled quietly to herself as she heard his scream and ran away to save herself. She knew Draco cared so much about his appearance, so that's why she decided to give him some "touch ups"

Draco quickly fixed his appearance so that he would look much more decent. Though, he wasn't doing really well with his hair. 'Just get back in shape, would you?' He asked to himself, frustrated. After a few minutes (hours), he finally got his hair back.

Sighing to himself, he got out of the Infirmary and went down the stairs only to realise it was already time for dinner. He checked himself in the boys' bathroom again and was finally ready. Draco stepped into the Great Hall and went to sit next to Pansy and Blaise.

'Why are you late?' Pansy asked, frowning as she handed him some mashed potato.

'Ask your precious Granger.' He grumbled.

'Okay, what did she do now?' Blaise asked. He and Pansy were looking at Draco with and amused expression.

'You don't want to know. I had to spend one hour to fix my hair back! That bitch!'

Pansy gave him a disgusted look. 'Euwww, you don't have to tell that!'

Draco looked at her confusedly. 'What? Oi! I'm not talking about that, you lunatic!' He slapped the back of her head and she scowled, rubbing her painful head.

'Then, what did you do?' Blaise asked curiously.

'I don't want to tell you. It's embarrassing. She's going to get it tonight.'

'Whatever you say, mate.' Blaise sighed and turned to Pansy. 'Typical Malfoy.' He whispered and both of them cackled with silent laughter. However, they held it back as Draco gave them a warning look and Blaise almost shit his pants as Draco glared at them for such a long time. Finally he turned around and Blaise pinched his nose, slamming his fist on the table and trying to catch his breath.

'Zabini's gone mad.' Draco sighed.

Hermione watched as Draco strode angrily towards the Slytherin table. She let out a soft giggle and Ginny eyed her weirdly. 'Urm, what are you laughing about, Hermione?'

'Nothing, Gin.' She waved it off. 'I'm just reminded of some funny things.' The girl controlled herself and quickly drank some of her juice.

'Ginny, do you have anything tonight?' Hermione whispered a few moments after they started eating.

The redheaded girl seemed to ponder for a moment before she shook her head. 'Nope, why? You want to take me somewhere?'

'Yes, indeed. Could you come with me to the RoR after dinner?' Hermione lowered her voice as Harry and Ron eyed her curiously.

'Why not?' Ginny smiled, shrugging.

'Great!'

Yeay! Another chapter! Why am I too excited? Oh, who cares? What do you think about this chapter? Pretty please, leave a review? ;D