You woke up in the Hospital Wing to find Madame Pomfrey standing next to you with Ron, questioning him about what happened.
"I fell off the stairs." You interjected quickly, trying to sit up.
"The stairs? Sweetie, you broke a rib. How did you break a rib falling off the stairs?" Madame Pomfrey looked at you suspiciously.
"It's the stairs, I swear. You know how unpredictable they can be." You insisted, looking Madame Pomfrey straight in the eye.
"Alright if that's what you say. You should get some rest now." She left the room, leaving you with Ron.
Ron walked over to your bed. "You're a good liar, I would've believed you if I wasn't there myself." Ron shook his head.
"Why didn't you rat Malfoy out? He's the one who knocked you down! It's not fair!"
"It wasn't his fault," you reply, trying to convince Ron.
At this moment Harry rushed in. "I heard you fainted in the Common Room, was it because of flying class?" Ron cut you off before you could answer.
"That's right, Harry. Merlin's beard, she even broke a rib!"
Harry's worried expression shifted to one of surprise, then anger. "How dare he? You've been treating him like a friend all this time! You should tell a professor Sylvia!"
"I tried convincing her, she wouldn't listen!" Ron replied.
"Draco saved me as well. Besides, if I ratted him out, the professors would know we broke the rules. I'd be killed too!"
"I bet ten galleons you weren't going to rat him out in the first place." You shrugged. Boy did Harry know you well.
"I don't get it. You... you idiot!" Ron sighed
"Here... some students sent you some get-well gifts," he placed a couple boxes on the table. Harry caught sight of you looking hopefully at the names on the boxes.
"No... nothing from Malfoy."
Your face fell. Merlin's pants! I'm in the Hospital Wing, and he doesn't even bother sending a note?!
"Oh yeah, I nearly forgot! McGonagall selected me to be the Seeker!" Harry said, trying to cheer you up.
"Really?"
"Yup, speaking of that, we probably have to thank Malfoy." Ron laughed.
"Speaking of Malfoy... he challenged us to a duel in the trophy room."
"WHAT?!" You are surprised and scared by this news. Duels can get deadly very easily.
"Draco actually agreed to this?" You couldn't believe it.
"He's the one who challenged us!" Ron responded.
"No... that's impossible... he wouldn't- Harry! Cancel the duel! It's too dangerous!"
Knowing Draco, he would never do something as reckless as that. You realized this was a trap.
"We can't do that Sylvia, I don't want to be called a coward. Anyways, rest well and good luck with Madame Pomfrey. I heard she's really scary. Apparently her potions are even worse!"
Ron left, taking Harry with him.
"Idiots!" You cursed.
Midnight
As you tossed and turned in your bed, worrying about Harry, the door opened and in walked a blonde-headed boy. It was Draco.
You looked at him happily, relieved he was here. But your smile immediately shifted to an expression of anger.
"How dare you not come until now! I've been here for SOOO LONG!" you yelled loudly, tossing two pillows in his direction.
Draco swiftly caught the pillows. Running over to your bed, he covered your mouth with his hand.
"Shush! I'm not supposed to be outside! Madame Pomfrey will kill me if she finds me here!"
"Then why not come in the daytime? You didn't even send a note!" You accused.
"Merlin's beard Sylvia! I'm a Slytherin. You think I can just waltz in to visit a Gryffindor?"
"Merlin's beard Draco! I'm asking you why Draco Malfoy didn't come visit Sylvia Caeru. Don't forget, I'm here because of you!"
"I didn't find out until this afternoon when Potter and Weasely told me you broke a rib. Why didn't you say anything at class? Did you actually think you were as strong as a troll?"
"Hmph." you turned your head away from him angrily.
"Alright, I'm sorry. Potter and Weasley even yelled at me for this. Ugh, annoys me every time I think about it."
"Oh yeah? Why don't you talk about how you challenged them to a duel?" You shot back.
"So you heard. Well, wait til tomorrow. It's gonna be... interesting." Draco smirked and you rolled your eyes. You were right.
"My dear Draco, you were never going to show up, were you?" You sighed. Draco's smile grew even wider, confirming your suspicion.
"Merlin's pants Draco! If Filch finds them, they'll get expelled!"
"So?" Draco shrugged.
Silence fell between you two. You couldn't help but feel a bit awkward. It's been so long since you've been alone with him.
"Draco... will things ever be the same between us?" Draco closed his eyes, unable to answer. He knew the sorting was still bothering you. At the same time, the sorting had forced him to keep his distance to save his reputation.
"You know I have to keep my distance at school, Sylvia." a single tear fell from your eyes.
"But you will always my friend. I swear it." Draco said, looking straight at you.
"I have to go now." He turned back to the door. You grabbed his sleeve, scared to let him go.
For tomorrow you won't be seeing the boy in front of you, but a Slytherin who must keep his distance.
Draco grabbed your hand tightly. "I have to go now, you troll," he said softly. "I'll come to see you again if the time allows me."
He poked you lightly on the forehead. "Don't you dare go find Potter!" he warned before strolling out the door. You rolled your eyes. Even if you wanted to, you couldn't leave the hospital wing. Madame Pomfrey would be watching you like a hawk.
All you could do for the rest of the night was pray to Merlin that Harry and Ron weren't caught.
Another sleepless night went by. Sitting on the bed, you absentmindedly flipped through the pages of your textbook. Suddenly, Harry and Ron rush in and you breathe a sigh of relief. They were okay.
"Malfoy never came!" said Harry angrily.
"It was a trap!" piped Ron.
"Anyways, we discovered something."
Harry told you everything. From the three-headed dog to the Gringotts vault.
"Merlin! Whatever that dog is guarding must be pretty valuable and dangerous."
You talked for awhile before they left. Three hours later you were released from the hospital wing. Up until then, Draco never came.