Author's note: Hey! I kinda changed the title to my story...it seems that I have a similiar title to someone elses...and that would be...confusing and weird somehow...hope you guys haven't given up on me...please keep reading...thanks! review!
Chapter 8: What's happening?
"Hermione?" a very warm voice called out to her as she started opening her eyes as slowly as she could, trying to see the face in front of her more clearly.
"Draco? Is that you?" she called out trying to reach for his face.
"Oh Gosh no dear…your in the Westwing" Madam Pomfrey said with a bit of the giggles.
"Oh…I'm sorry…I-I just thought…" I tried to explain but failed as her face started burning bright red again.
"No need to explain my dear…what happened?" Madam Pomfrey asked sitting on the side of my bed.
"I…I honestly don't remember much of anything…all I remembered was having this huge headache…and then just blacked out…" I tried to explain rubbing my forehead with my hand as gentle as i could.
"Has this been happening lately?" Madam Pomfrey asked seeming more serious now.
"No…not really…it just started a few days ago actually…what's wrong with me? Do I have a sickness?"
"No dear…you don't have to worry about that…it's something I can't explain myself…but don't worry…you'll be okay…trust me…" she said with a reasurring smile plastered on her face.
How come when she said that I wasn't at all convinced? I was even kind of afraid…I knew she wasn't tellng me everything…I could feel it….
I wanted to ask her more questions about my unusual and bizarre headache but I was more concerned about finding Draco…what happened to him? Why did he still help me even after he said he wouldn't? what could this posibly mean? I needed to find out somehow…
"Can I go now?" I asked trying to sit upright on the bed.
"Oh yes…just be more careful the next time okay dear?"
"Yes…I will…thankyou…" I said as I stood up trying to give her a warm and thankful smile at the same time.
I was almost to the common room when someone stopped me along the way.
"Hermione Jane Granger! Where in the bloody hell have you been all night?" an angry looking Ginny asked a bit pissed.
"Ginny…I…I was uh…" I couldn't make an excuse…how was I going to explain to her that I spent last night in the Westwing? If I tell her she would just flip out and start telling Harry and Ron about it which I'm kinda avoiding to do…I couldn't handle the drama right now…
"I'm waiting…" she said even more annoyed her hands on her hips as she tapped her toe on the ground.
"I was at the library all right? I was doing some homework and I kind of fell asleep…you know?" I said hoping she would buy it.
It took a few minutes for her to react. "Oh…well…next time warn me if your planning to camp out at the library…that way I wouldn't be wasting my time waiting for you and getting worried sick…" Ginny said coming closer to me. Sounding more concerned now.
"I'm so sorry Ginn…I just had a lot of work to finish…a lot of pressure…"
"I understand…oh…Malfoy came to the common room and asked where you were…he's been at it for the last few pissing hours…why does he care anyway?" she said annoyed, rolling her eyes at the same time.
Draco was looking for me? Why didn't he just come see me in the Westwing? Was he actually worried about me? Could it be? These were the questions that kept circuling my mind. I didn't even realize I've been dozing off from reality till Ginny brought me back to reality.
"Hello Hermione! Did you hear me?" she asked waving her hand back and forth in front of my face to get my attention.
"Uh…yeah…listen Ginn…I'm going to be late if I don't hurry…I'll catch you later okay?" I finally said half choking half running to my room not waiting to hear Ginny's reaction.
When I finally came to my room I realized Draco's beloved owl was outside the window again. I walked slowly to the window and slowly started opening it slowly trying to reach for the letter it had.
Suprisingly it didn't bite me like it did before…it even seemed more calm and peaceful…like it wasn't the same owl as before…I had the sudden urge to pet it…I reached for it's head and started running my hand through it's soft feathers…
"Charlie isn't it?...your a very handsome fellow aren't you?" I said to it like it could actually understand what I was saying to it.
Then it flew away again…I saw the note in my hands say 'Hermione' in a very neat handwritting…what could Draco want?...i asked to myself over and over again…but I couldn't take it anymore…I ripped the note open…
Hermione,
We need to talk.see me at the garden next to the lake at around midnight. If you won't come I'll get you myself and I assure you, you wouldn't like that one bit.
Draco
Now my question was what could he have meant by we needed to talk? and what could he have meant by he would get me himself? and I wouldn't like it one bit? Was Draco Malfoy scaring me?
As much as I want to answer those questions I couldn't there's only one way to get those answers and that was through Draco himself...and now I had to go and change if I don't want to be late for Potion's that is...
A few minutes as I finised refreshing myself I grabbed my things and ran to get to Potion's as fast as my feet could possibly get me. to my utter suprise I bumped into some hard surface knocking me down hard on the cold floor. My things practically scattered everywhere in a split second.
"What an utterly unpleasant suprise Granger...you always manage to make my day don't you?" a voice that I so wanted to hear said offering his hand for me to take...I looked at those cold silver orbes and couldn't stop starring at them. Why was I so mesmorized by those eyes? Like I've seen them somewhere before?
I immediately snapped myself back to reality and helped myself up.
"And you always manage to brighten mine don't you Malfoy?" I replied back as sarcastically as possible hoping he hasn't noticed the way I've been starring at him for the past few minutes.
Suprisingly he only gave me a smile not a smirk like he usually does but a heart warming and friendly smile...what was wrong with him? He's not acting like his usually self? Where was Draco the Slytherin Prince everyone knew? but I had to admit...I loved the way he is now...I feel like he's not Malfoy...but simply Draco...he managed to get my heart racing with that smile...damn!
He leaned close to me...close enough to almost touch my face with his...he whispered something to my ear...
"See you later...don't make me get you...I meant what I said about you not liking it one bit..."every word...tingling...making my hair stand...I could feel his breath on my neck...and Oh! how I never wanted it to end...
The only thing I could have done was to stand there frozen...watching him give me a smirk then watch him getting inside of the room...almost inside...he managed to trun around...
"By the way...Charlie says thanks..." he simply added with a wink then went in...
What in the bloody hell just happened?!
Author's note: My sincerest apology to all the reader's to my story...I only had time to update now...I have so many things to do in both school and my social life...I'm kinda upset right now to be honest...I'm kinda having an argument with my sweetie...don't know how long this will last...:( could this be the end for us?? sigh! anyway...keep reading...my sincerest apology once again! leave commentz please...I really need the boost...to get my mood up...
