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I did some rough drafting this week and I believe we are going to be looking at about 35 chapters in total. Most weeks, you will get one chapter regarding the match for the week and one for a flying lesson between Draco and Hermione.

For some timeline info, this story started in late October of 2002. Quidditch season started the first week of November. There will be a half month break from the regular season for winter holidays then the regular season ends part way through January. Teams get a month and a half break to prepare for the final tournament which starts the first Saturday of March.

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Chapter 14

"I told you already! I don't know what happened to her. One moment she was fine and the next she blacked out!" The sound caused her head to pound. She tried to pry her eyes shut tighter, thinking that would somehow make the noise stop. Another voice was speaking now, much more muffled, she couldn't make out any of the words. They were obviously whispering unlike the first voice.

"Oh you keep your bloody voice down, Weasley! I'm telling you, this isn't my fault." Weasley? But which one was here. It'd been months since she's seen any of them in person. Sure, there were occasional owls and promises for dinners that never happened, but they all seemed to understand. They knew this job would consume most of her time for the first year.

"Well obviously you did something, Malfoy or she wouldn't be in a hospital bed right now!" Ah, so it was Ron and Malfoy currently causing her throbbing headache. What a surprise. More muffled voices, apparently trying to calm the two down.

"Will you two please shut your gaping traps?" Her voice was scratchy. Apparently she'd been out for longer then she thought.

"Hermione!" Her eyes fluttered open a bit, closing again at the harsh sunlight coming in through the window. Someone must have noticed her flinch as the blinds were quickly drawn closed. She tried again to open her eyes, trying to get them to adjust to the room. She could make out three figures, all very close to her and her bed and another over by the door, calling for a nurse. Blinking a few times, she caught sight of two heads of red hair and another with jet black. A flash of blonde near the door let her know Draco was still here too.

"Oh Hermione, are you okay? We were so worried when they called and said you'd been taken to Mungos. What happened?" Ginny had wrapped her hand tightly around Hermione's. Ron had taken her other hand in his as well and was rubbing small circles on top of it with his thumb. She just stared at her and Ron's entangled hands for some time before Harry cleared his throat.

"Hermione, is everything okay?" Her eyes slowly left their tangled hands to come to Harry's green eyes. She'd seen that look a thousand times. Worry. Letting out a sigh, she gently pulled both of her hands free and gripped the blanket draped over her, pulling it up towards her chest. What had happened? The last thing she remembered was her lesson with Draco, which would explain why he was here. She had just landed the broom for the first time and had successfully gotten off when everything went dark.

They watched her eyes quickly flash, a bit of sweat forming on her forehead. Her mouth opened and closed a few times but no words came out. She didn't have an answer. She had no idea why everything went dark.

"Granger," her eyes popped over to the blonde by the door. "Did you remember to eat yesterday?" Yesterday? Her eyes darted to the window. It'd been sunny when she first tried to open her eyes, she'd just assumed the sun was setting.

"What time is it?" Her voice was still scratchy. Ginny grabbed a glass of water off the tray, handing it to her.

"'Mione, it's 7:24 in the morning. You've been out all night." Ginny's voice was soft, so soft Hermione had to strain her ears to hear her. Was it possible? Had she really blacked out all night? Her mind went back to Draco's question. Had she eaten yesterday? She remembered grabbing a banana on her way to her office, but had she opened it? She could recall Nigel bringing in her lunch around noon, but had she even managed to take a bite before being called away? Her stomach gave a loud grumble. Apparently, she hadn't eaten.

"She's been skipping meals. Everyone on at the stadium has noticed. She's dropped at least five pounds since I've gotten there. Her tits aren't as big." Ron's face immediately went red causing Harry to put a hand on his arm to keep him from swinging.

"Really, Malfoy? What are you doing staring at her knockers?" Ginny had turned to face him, arms crossed over her chest-whether to hide them from view or in anger,one couldn't tell

"Please, it's not like I'm the one looking. All the men ever talk about is how bloody attractive she is. Those new blouses she's been wearing haven't helped her case much. She's got them on display for the whole world to see. Not my fault if she can't keep her body to herself." Hermione stared at him in awe, mouth wide open. "Don't look at me like that, Granger. I'm not the issue here. Why haven't you been eating?"

"I…eh I haven't been hungry." Her voice seemed to have come back with the help of the water. "I've been so busy, food has really been an afterthought." She tried to remember the last time she's actually eaten a full meal. It had to have been Tuesday. She'd actually had time to finish her entire lunch before being called away. It was now Thrus-well Friday, technically. She hung her head a little in shame. "I'm so sorry you had to come for this. I promise I'll remember to eat. This doesn't have to be a big deal."

Harry released his grip from Ron's arm, sitting on the bed at Hermione's side. "It is a big deal though Hermione. We knew this job would be time consuming when you took it, we understood. But now you aren't taking proper care of yourself and you've now forced us to become involved. You'll come have dinner with us, at least three times a week for a while." She tried to protest but he stopped her with a hand on her arm. "And what is your assistants' name?"

"His name is Nigel. Pesky little fellow. Will do anything for her." Hermione glared at Draco.

"I'll get in contact with Nigel today and make sure that he is keeping you properly fed while you're at work and away for games. I don't want this getting worse Hermione. You mean too much to me, to all of us."

"Not me of course, but you already knew that."

"Malfoy, isn't it about time you got lost?" Ron sent a sneer in his direction for ruining their moment. Sending him a sneer of his own, he gave a slight nod to Hermione and turned to exit the room.

"Malfoy!" He stopped, turning his head slightly to the side to see her. "Thank you, for uh… for not letting me hit the ground." Saying nothing in regards to her thanks, he turned once more and stalked out of the hospital room.