Sorry, it's been awhile since I updated. I've been rather busy lately.

Worked 40 hours this past week. Plus my monthly. And let me just say, I am exhausted. But, tomorrow is my day off and I'm not tired now, so I'm going to write this fucking chapter for my lovely followers.(:

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Chapter 7

Hermione's POV

I wonder what Professor Dumbledore has to say. Surely it's not about Harry or Ron. And hopefully not about Draco. His father would kill him.

Literally.

Harry's eyes were still red and a bit swollen from his crying. Poor Harry. Dealing with the pain for his best friend Ron, and dealing with his almost forbidden feelings for Draco.

Let's just get him seated and hopefully get some food into his belly soon.

"Attention. Attention Everyone. Professor Dumbledore has something to tell you all."

"Hermione, What do you think he is going to say?"

"I don't know Harry. I simply don't know."

"Now, I am not sure if everyone has heard the rumors about what has recently happened." Quiet whispers began to fill the room. Well, until Dumbledore tapped his wand on the podium.

"There has been a serious attack on one of your fellow students. But tonight there has been another one, on another student. But the attacks are not coming from someone outside of Hogwarts." The whispers only grew louder now since it was clear that everyone figured out that some students are the ones behind the attacks.

"A few students at Hogwarts are committing serious acts. Violating and harming fellow wizards." By this time, Harry was holding my hand. Tightly. He felt nervous.

Everyone wanted to know who could possibly be hind these attacks.

"As for the females here at Hogwarts, I dare say that you have nothing to fear. But still watch your backs. But the males, please tread lightly. Stay in groups." Dumbledore looked about the room. It seemed as if he was trying to size up who would do this.

"There are some new rules starting tonight. Everyone is to report back to there common rooms after dinner. If anyone is caught wondering the halls afterwards, they will be severely questioned, and possibly expelled. Tomorrow morning, everyone will go through questioning. There will be no classes for the next four days. Everyone is to stay in their common rooms until the end of questioning. Except for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Which you will be escorted by head boy and head girl to and from the dinning hall"

Now everyone was talking rather loudly, yelling towards Dumbledore, asking him what we are to do in one room for four days.

Harry just looked at me. He looked so sad. So... broken.

Draco POV

"Now Mr. Malfoy, I need you to tell me everything you remember.." No, I couldn't. I wouldn't

"I can't go through that again.. Madam Pomphrey, I won't! Just leave me alone!" How could she make him do this? This is ridiculous!

"Mr. Malfoy, please.."

My body felt slow all of a sudden. I couldn't think..

Harry POV

After everyone had their fill of food, Dumbledore dismissed us.

Everyone was filing out of the dinning hall. Professor Dumbledore asked me to stay behind. He needs to talk to me.

"Now, Harry. I know of your growing feelings for Mr. Malfoy.." He gave me a soft smile. But how could he know? No one but Hermione knew.. Right?

"But sir, how did you...?"

"You know I know these things Harry. Now, I know you feel the need to be near him. To keep him safe. Am I correct?" I nodded. Dumfounded.

"So that is why I am giving you and Draco your own chambers. I feel that you, and only you can heal him after what has happened."

"But what about Ron? I have to be there for him too.."

"Ah, Mr. Weasley is no longer a student of this school."

"What?! What do you mean?!"

"His mother came and took him out of school. She felt that what happened to him was the last straw."

"Oh, Will I be able to visit him, write to him?"

"I'm sorry dear boy, but she wishes that only Hermione be allowed to see and speak with Mr. Weasley..."

I felt the tears coming even before they slid down my face.

"Now, If you would, could you follow me to the hospital wing, and from there you and Mr. Malfoy will follow me to your new quarters."

Why would Mrs. Weasley do that? Does she blame me? Or did Ron request that I not be allowed to speak to him? I suppose I'll talk to Hermione and see what she thinks.. This is all wrong. Why did these people attack Draco and then Ron? It doesn't make any sense. They are polar opposites.. Unless ... No that's impossible. That could never be the reason... could it?

"-Harry? Are you listening? Are you okay?"

"Huh? What? Sorry Professor. I was thinking."

"The wisest of wizards zoned off like that."

The hospital wing...

Oh Draco. He looks to peaceful when he is asleep. No snarl. No sneer. No 'Fuck off Scarhead' rolling off his tongue.

I found myself slowly tracing the right side of his jaw, along those pale smooth, slightly parted lips. I could feel his warm breath against my fingertips. Up his strong nose, across his left eyebrow. over the shell of his left ear-

"Ahem. Potter. Can you please stop touching my face.." I looked over to see stormy grey eyes staring straight into mine. I yanked my hand back.

"Oh, sorry Draco. I.. uhm- well..you see.."

"Stop stuttering scarhead. Just leave it. Now when do I get to leave this hospital bed. I'm ready to be in my own chambers."

Draco POV

"I will be escorting you and Mr. Potter to your new chambers once you are dressed." New chambers? With Potter? Oh hell no. I will not be living with scarhead. No way no how.

"No, I will not stay with him."

"Well, if you feel that way Draco, you may explain to your parents why you left Hogwarts at the start of a new year.." I watched him smirk slightly. That damn sparkle in his eye.

"Fine. But don't expect me to be all cuddly and nice to Scarhead over here. Now move it, I need to dress." I jumped up and yanked the changing curtain around my bed before they could even see me in this ridiculous hospital gown.

Finally some decent clothing. I never realized how much I missed my expensive name brands. Four days in this... rag of a gown ..is rather annoying.

"Alright lead the way Professor." I put every ounce of sarcasm I could into that phrase.

This is ridiculous. I can't believe I'm forced to walk next to scarhead as if he's my equal. I glanced at him and noticed that his head was slightly bowed. He was looking at the floor as he walked. I always held my head up high. Fully knowing that I am better then everyone in this god forsaken school.

I couldn't help but look at him again. This time I noticed that his lips were slightly parted. Those slightly chapped lips. So soft against my own.

I felt heat rush to my lower regions.

No! That did not happen! When Potter kissed me, that was some horrible nightmare. And I went along with it. But he seemed so confident and flirty.

That will not happen again.

"Alright, The password is Tiger Lily."

"What's a tiger lily?"

"It's that savage from that child's film. in the muggle world." Why does Dumbledore know about a muggle child film?

"Peter Pan." What? Oh. That's right. Potter was spoiled rotten by his muggle relatives. Of course he knew what it was.

"Great. Now I'm going to bed." With that I stormed into the common room of my new chambers. It was a mixture of Gryffindor Red and Slytherin Green. Great.

Harry POV

"Goodnight Professor."

"Take care of him, Harry. He is more broken then he seems. Sleep well."

I stepped into the common room. Green and red. Cool. It looks nice. The portrait hole was in the center of the wall. Bookshelves lined every available space on the walls. Except for the three doors and the fireplace. On the wall to my left was the fire place. Big enough to be a floo. on the wall straight ahead of me was a door right in the center. It was open and I could see the tubs porcelain walls shining from the fire light. On the wall to my right were two doors.

I'm guessing these are the bedrooms.

One of the doors was open, probably my room. the second door was closed but I could see light coming from under the door. Draco's room.

Well, this should to be fun.


Alright, there you go guys. (:

But here is where Draco and Harry become closer.

Ron is gone. Thank the sweet lord above for that. And Hermione only, really, comes around when Harry asks about Ron. Or at the dining hall.

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