You wake to find yourself in the Hospital Wing. You look around, and feel a sharp pain in the back of your head.

"Ouch!"

You look to your side and see Harry.

"Oh my, Harry what happened to you?"you ask.

"Just something to do with saving the world." he said smiling.

Your P.O.V.

"How long have you been awake?" I ask Harry.

"Only an hour or so."

Just then, Hermione, Ron, and Susan rush into the Hospital Wing.

"5 minutes!" Madam Pomfrey shouted.

I look around, and my heart sinks a little seeing that Malfoy hasn't come yet.

"Delilah! I've been worried sick!" Susan wrapped her arms around me, and hugged me so tight.

"I'm all good now. Well besides the bump on the back of my head." I says wincing as pain went through my head.

"All the points are in, and Slytherin won. You guys missed the last quidditch match, and Griffindor got steamrolled by Ravenclaw with out you, Harry." Hermione said.

"But there is gonna be really good food tomorrow!" Ron exclaimed.

Hermione hit Ron on the shoulder.

"Ron there are other concerns besides food." she scolded.

"You've had nearly 10 minutes. Out." she said firmly.

A few hours later, Cedric came to visit.

"What have you done now?" he asked.

I laughed.

"I'm fine, just a bruise on the back of my head." I say.

He lifts my arm.

"What's this on your wrist?"

My stomach sinks.

"Um, nothing." I say pulling my arm away.

"Oh it's something alright. What happened. I heard all the rumors and stories, and none of them had anything to do with this huge bruise on your wrist. It looks pretty bad."

I dont want to get Malfoy in trouble with Cedric, but if I dont tell, I'll just be bothered until the end of my days. I take a deep breath.

"Promise you wont get mad?" I ask.

"Depends."

"So you know how Malfoy and I had a fight?"

He nodded.

"Well, he wanted to talk, so he grabbed my arm. And I told him I didn't want to, and he got mad, and kept squeezing my arm tighter, and tighter, until I asked him to stop."

I couldnt keep talking because I felt like I had a rock in my throat. I tilted my head down and looked at my lap, so no one could see I was crying. Cedric touched my shoulder.

"Its okay, but he and I will have to have a talk." Cedric walked out of the room.

"Cedric, don't do it!" I hopped out of the hospital bed, and my head hurt even more. I felt dizzy, but I couldnt let Cedric do this. I ran to the door, more pain in each step I took.

"Miss Delilah, you arent going anywhere. You need to heal." Madam Pomfrey said.

She escorted back to my bed. There is nothing I could do.

"Hey," Harry said. "Its gonna be okay. Cedric might not hurt him. He just wants to talk.

Draco's P.O.V.

"Malfoy!" I hear someone shout behind me.

I twirl around, and I am face to face with Cedric.

"What did you do to Delilah?"

"Nothing, I swear!"

"Oh yeah? Why did she tell me the huge bruise on her arm was from you?"

"I just wanted to talk to her, I didnt mean to hurt her."

"Well you did. Stay away from her."

Then he walked away. My heart sunk.

"I'll be back. I have to go somewhere." I told Crabbe and Goyle.

I need to take a walk. I stormed out of the Great Hall, and outside. It was getting warmer. Kept walking, and then stopped quite suddenly. In front of me stood our willow tree. Our tree. The reason I got out of bed each day. Just to see her smile. To hear her laugh. I just ruined everything.