A/n: Here's the next chapter, hope you like it. Gonna get happier from now on, I promise.

Samimack60632: Wow, thanks. A belated Happy Halloween to you too. I know what you mean about confusion between sides, I'm the author and I can't decide. Don't think you guys have a hope. By the way, though I appreciate the loyalty, take it from a life long insomniac, SLEEP WHILE YOU STILL CAN! 6.45 is a truly ungodly hour to be alive at, let alone reading a story.

Zebra Queen: Lol, I don't take offense anymore, but I'm really not. For one thing I'm a Christian, for another, I'm not obsessed with My Chemical Romance as so many people appear to be these days. But thanks for your review. I may seem cold hearted and cruel, but underneath I'm very grateful!!!!!!

Xesha: YAY! (author is sad and does a little celebratory dance) I like reviewers, they make be happy!!! I'm glad someone feels for Draco, I do, but I feel for Mione as well. I'll try, but I have January exams next year, and I'm rather scared, so chapters may be longer in coming

Kat (): Kat, dear, I can speak French. Put me in Germany and I freeze. Anyhow, glad you thought it was funny, not much on the traumatising tales that damned website came up with (shudders)

Neho, I now present to you, the Next Chapter!! (insert enthusiastic applause here)

Chapter 12: Dieu me protègent contre mes amis. (God protect me from my friends.)

"Ron? Shouldn't you be somewhere?"

"Should I?"

Mione sighed. Weasley boys are like their hair, they just don't DO subtle. "I believe that Parvati just left to go to the room of requirement. I believe she'll require you there as well."

Ron's ears went bright red as he finally understood what Mione was hinting. Hurriedly excusing himself, he left the Hospital Wing at a run. Ginny, who was sitting next to Mione's bed, promptly howled with laughter as she witnessed her brother sprinting out of the room.

"Bless 'im." she said, finally calming down and wiping away the tears in her eyes.

"Yeah," Mione agreed, "Shame we can't insult him as much now, what with Parvati being so good with jinxs."

"OH, I didn't tell you. She doesn't mind one bit. She's even offered to help!"

"DUDE!!!! Ron's gonna be so mad at us for doing this. Mind you, with the sort of childish things he does, how could we not?"

"Honestly, you'd think he'd be a little more mature." Draco said from the next bed.

"WAS ANYONE TALKING TO YOU?" Ginny and Mione yelled as one.

"Miss Granger, Miss Weasley, Mr Malfoy. Please don't make me silence you again." Madam Pomfrey pleaded.

"Sorry…" both girls hung their head.

Draco however look rather pleased with himself. She spoke to me, he thought.

"Hmmm. Miss Weasley, I think it would be best if you were to leave. I have a few things to get done and I cannot do it with all three of you here." the matron turned and walked to her office.

"Sorry Mione, I'd stay if I didn't fear for my life." Ginny said, her voice sad.

"Don't worry Gin. I'll be fine." Mione smiled "I'm gonna sleep for a while, I feel drained."

"Ok, I'll visit tomorrow." with that, Ginny left the Wing.

"Are you really bent on ignoring me?" Draco said. Mione turned over in her bed. "Are you?"

Silence.

"Are you really giving me the silent treatment?"

Angry breathing, but still no answer.

"Your still not talking to me are you?"

Growl.

"Not speaking to me still, huh?"

"FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS GOOD AND MAGICAL IN THIS WORLD YES I AM STILL IGNORING YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"No you're not," Draco said brightly, "You just spoke to me!"

Suddenly, Draco found himself on the floor completely incapable of movement.

"Laissez maintenant que soyez une leçon à vous, tête de Dick. (Now let that be a lesson to you, dickhead.)"

The next day found Mione with yet more visitors. Harry had come to visit with Blaise and Ginny. When the others were in full swing, telling Mione about an incident over breakfast that morning, Blaise snuck over to Draco's bed.

"How you doing mate?" he said, taking the seat next to Draco.

"Actually, it could be worse. She's been talking to me! Ok, ok, those times have only been to insult or jinx me, but it's a definite start, isn't it?" Draco said looking hopeful.

"Yeah! It's a great sign!" Blaise said. However did I become such a good actor he thought as Draco accepted his lie.

At dinner that day, the Gryffindor and Slytherin tables were, again, the quietest of the lot. This had happened at every meal since the… er… "incident" in the library, which had culminated with both Head boy and girl being contained for goodness knows how long in the Hospital Wing. Also a sad state of prankless-ness had descended on the castle. Without Mione, it couldn't be "The Girls" anymore. Just Ginny. Many people had started trying to fill the void by offering to stand in for Mione until she had recovered. At this suggestion, Ginny had, rather cruelly it must be said, laughed herself hoarse and told everyone that they just weren't good enough. However, the teachers seemed to be immensely enjoying themselves. It seem they had not had such a thing happen in years. Match-making seemed to be a promising talent of the Hogwarts staff. Maybe too promising. They had now moved to Ginny and Blaise, who did not, under any circumstances, need their help as they spent an amazingly large amount of time in broom cupboards in various places all over Hogwarts. The teachers had also been relieved about how much less they had to deal with. The arguments between the houses had decreased so dramatically, it was impossible to find one! And the fact that no pranks were being played just added to their "time off".

However, a week after the library thing, Madam Pomfrey reported back to the teachers that not only was their plan not working, it seemed to be having the opposite effect. There had been more rouging, jinxing, hexing and French than had ever been recorded in the Hogwarts castle. This seem to completely depress all of the staff, they were bitterly disappointed in each other, believing that it was "her fault not mine." a direct quote from Professor Snape, concerning McGonagall. He had joined the head students in the Hospital wing that night.

"We've got to do something!!" Professor Sprout had said. "If we don't people will think we're losing our touch. That just CAN'T happen!" deciding to higher the stakes, Professor Snape had suggested poisoning one of the students and leaving them so that the other had to revive them. Professor Flitwick had quickly pointed out that Mione may just leave Draco to die if he was the one poisoned, so it was decided that Mione should be poisoned and Draco left to revive her. None of the Professors knew however, that Draco had never done anything remotely like first aid… uh oh!

"Blaise, that was cruel, funny, but cruel." Mione said.

"She deserved it" Blaise said, observing his girlfriend.

"Why, exactly?"

"She, er, elbowed me in a rather sensitive part of my anatomy." he said blushing slightly.

"Oh, she hit you in the balls!" Mione said, laughing at Blaise' wince.

"Not funny." he said, his face now scarlet.

"Well, I think you should take the binding charm off, before it wears off and she hexes the LOT off."

"You have a point there." Blaise said, removing the charm and getting ready to run.

"¡CUSTED CONCHA ESTÚPIDA, HACE ESO OTRA VEZ Y LE GARANTIZO QUE NO TENDRÁ NINGÚN MIEMBRO A LA IZQUIERDA! (YOU STUPID (a/n too rude to translate.),DO THAT AGAIN AND I GUARANTEE YOU WILL HAVE NO LIMBS LEFT!)"

Blaise winced once again. There were some things you just didn't want to think about. Mione however, was completely at sea. When the hell did Ginny learn Spanish? And what on earth did she just say?

"What…?" she asked.

Blaise merely shook his head. His face now rather pale. Mione took that to mean, that whatever Ginny had said, it wasn't in Blaise' best interests. Mione turned back to her friend. Ginny was now sitting on the chair by the side of the bed, glaring daggers at her boyfriend.

There was a call from the other end of the Wing. "What happened? I heard a lot of shouting in Spanish. And it wasn't Blaise. What's going on?" Draco felt at an enormous disadvantage being that he could barely see the end of his bed, let alone to the other side of the room. The illness he had caught in the Library seemed to be affecting his eyes now.

"Don't worry Drake, I'm just in great danger of losing my masculinity." Blaise yelled across the seemingly endless room.

"Oh, nothing new there then." was the shouted reply.

Ginny sniggered for a moment, but suddenly caught the look on Mione's face and quickly shut up. Even after so many years of knowing Mione, that looked still scared the pants off her.

"OUT!" Madam Pomfrey was striding down the Hospital Wing, her eyes flashing. "These people need REST and they CANNOT get it with all this SHOUTING!"

Ginny, Blaise and the matron left. The previous being chased by the latter. Draco and Mione were left alone. Suddenly, Mione started convulsing. It wasn't until he heard her blood curdling screams a few moments later that Draco knew something was wrong.

A/n: So? What do you think? Ok, ok, I know I said it was gonna get happier, but it will! Did I not promise? No flames please, just lire et revue, s'il vous plait!