Chapter 1-Bloody Hell!

"Mudblood!"

I didn't even bother to turn around. I heard Draco running behind me. There goes my fairly pleasant morning.

He grabbed my shoulder and whirled me around to face him. I took small pleasure to see that he was panting and turning a peculiar shade of pink.

"Why are you touching me, Malfoy?" I asked icily. His hand didn't move. It was starting to creep me out. The only contact I wanted to make with Malfoy was my foot connecting with any of his valuable parts.

"Granger, I need your help," he was still trying to catch his breath.

Even though I knew this had to be a joke his words still shocked me speechless.

His hand grabbed mine tightly and pulled me forward.

"Piss off, Malfoy!" I yelled, yanking my hand out of his clammy grasp.

"Granger! It's Pansy, she's bleeding all over the place!" His eyes pleaded with me, it looked foreign on Malfoy.

"Why don't you get her to the Hospital Wing?" I whispered shaking my head.

"Because, she's in the girl's bathroom and McGonagall's bewitched them so no boys can go in!" he hissed nervously.

"Where is she?" I started speed walking, not concentrating on how I was attempting to help Malfoy and Parkinson. Maybe being around Harry so much the "hero thing" had rub off on me…

We stopped in front of the nearest girl's lavatory and Draco practically pushed me in.
"Get Madame Pomfry!" I shouted hurriedly before the door shut.

"Pansy?" I called timidly, still not sure if this was a trick.

"Bloody Malfoy! He got Granger!" Pansy hissed. She was hunched over one of the sinks clutching her abdomen.

I held back my "Nice to see you too," when I saw the blood.

There was a puddle around her feet. I followed the sound of droplets hitting the surface, up her leg and to a small pumpkin sized stain on the seat of her skirt.

I rushed to her side and draped one of her arms over my shoulder and half dragged her to the door. She was too weak to argue. Her face was beyond pale and she kept tripping over her feet as if they were too heavy for her. Her lips matched the blood and were such a contrast to her pale skin it was striking. She was rather pretty without her scowl, when she let her guard down.

Draco also looked like he'd been over doing the white makeup. He grabbed Pansy's other arm and draped it over his shoulder.

"Where is Madame Pomfry?"
"I couldn't move," he said simply.

Fortunately we weren't too far from the Hospital Wing and there weren't a lot of people around. Oh no! I was supposed to be in Transfiguration right now!

Madame Pomfry ordered us to place Pansy on the nearest bed and proceeded to fuss over her.

"Thank Goodness you found her! This is the third case we've had!"

"What is it, Madame Pomfry?" I whispered.

"Bloody Hell," she muttered.

"Excuse me?!" I asked stunned.

"That's what we've been calling it. It's when a female starts to hemorrhage out of control. It's caused by a spell. We haven't figured out who's been cursing these poor girls yet," she looked livid.

Once she had given Pansy a potion to help her sleep she sent Malfoy and I off to class. I'd forgotten he was there and I did again as we walked in silence and I wrapped myself in thoughts.

"Granger! Malfoy! Where have you- Oh my!" McGonagall had started to interrogate us when her eyes went wide with shock. I looked down at myself and realized why she and everyone in the class had horrified looks on their faces. We were covered in blood. I started cracking up.