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February 21

Hermione sat up in bed looking over to the spot Draco use to sleep. She hadn't seen or heard form him scenes she told him she had a date. (Witch turn out to be Joe just trying to find out what she had planed for the new potion.) She wasn't sure if he was just to busy to see her or if this was his way of telling her it was over. All she did know was when she came home that day, he was gone and so was a lot of his stuff. He had left behind a toothbrush and paints he like to sleep in, but everything else was gone.

Claiming out of bed Hermione put on her slippers. She hated to admit it, but she missed him. She missed waking up next to him, she missed the sound of his voices, and she missed his touch. Hell she just all around missed his presence. As she made her way down the steps to go to the kitchen she heard a load noise. Someone else was in the house.

Hermione grade her wand slowly creeping thought the hallway to the bathroom door. She pressed her ear to the door to see if she could hear who or what was on the other side. When she did she saw the door was slightly open allowing her the ability to see the person's refection in the mirror. Hermione though open the door when she saw who the person was and he was hurt.

"Draco what happened?" He looked up at her from his spot on the floor. He had his shirt open showing off a burn mark form a dark spell. Hermione was at his side taking a look at the damage. It was bad not so bad he'd die, but he wouldn't be able to do much for a week or two.

"I… was…my office." He was having trouble talking.

"I've got to get you to the wizard hospital." She reached down to help him off the floor, but Draco stopped her.

"No… I can't… You heal it." Hermione was worried for his well being and wasn't sure she could help him. Biting her bottom lip she nodded her head saying a healing spell in hopes it would help. She helped him to the bed room where she removed most of his clothing. With all her maid witch knowledge and what she had in the house she began to take care of the wound.

She wanted to know everything that had happen, but Draco was in no conation to tell her. He was having enough trouble keeping his eyes open as it was. Once he was wrapped up in an ace bandage, he tried to get out of bed.

"Draco lie down, you going to need your rest." She said as she gently pushed on his shoulders.

"No… I have to… to go…" He said as he got out of the bed, pulling on his cloths and waddled to the door. Hermione took hold of his arm to help him to the door.

"Draco please tell me what is going on, I want to help you out." She begged him. "Besides you are in no conation to use a teleport spell again. Just tell me what you need or why you have to go, maybe I can help."

Draco only shook his head 'no' and moved away. "I have to keep up face, someone is playing a very dangers game…" He stopped to catch his breath. "What stared out to look like embezzlement has turned into a plot to kill a lot of people in a very short amount of time."

"I don't understand what you're talking about" She took hold of him with both arms. "But I can't let you do this alone, you've been hurt and YOU need help. Please Draco let me help you."

"It's to dangers Hermione you could get hurt." He said as he slumped against her.

"I've been in danger plenty of times Draco." He shook his head 'no' still. "At lest let me be close by so I can take care of you. That wound will need to be look after. If the pain chased you to pass out, witch is possible. Who ever did it will know they hurt you, they might try again and the next time they could kill you."

Draco's arms pulled her closer to him. He could barely keep his eyes open, his body felt like a ton of lead as he lead on her. His breathing was soft as he murmured ageist her neck. "Are you good at hiding?"

"Yes, I can hide if that is what you need me to do." He murmured a 'yes' as his legs began to give out on him.

"Malfoy Manor 212, heaven road." Draco said sleepily

Hermione know he was telling her where he needed to go. He had finely realized he was going to have to depend on her to get him there because he was in no condition to do it or anything else himself. She didn't know what she was going to do, but she knew some how a lot of life's where on the line if she didn't get him to where he needed to go and fast.

"You can depend on me Draco." She kissed the top of his head. "I think I have some flue powder here some where."