He was smirking insanely inside his room, so much that he had to stand up before he became mentally retarded.

He went to the doorway and was not so surprised to see four Weasleys, the Boy-Who-Lived and the Bookworm all huddled up in a tight group.

Harry and Ron held same expressions, dark and annoyed, while the twins' were revengeful, evil, pissed off, and Ginny's expression was just plain angry.

"What happened to me?!?!" Hermione screamed at Malfoy while looking at her clothes and searching for something she believe should've been there, but she just couldn't make out.

Draco cringed. He saw the effects on Hermione, and he didn't expect that.

Boils were starting to grow at an alarming rate at Hermione's skin, making her look like a very, very bad version of Umbridge. And her boils were boils of different colors, just behind her ear he spotted a silver boil, then down her neck he saw a bright blue one, and there was lemon, orange, navy blue, neon green, purple, indigo, cherry, magenta, royal blue… all kinds of colors bundled up on her skin.

"Wow, you look really bad." Draco said smirking and looking Hermione.

Hermione seemed to hold back a hex and said exasperated, "Well of course you doofus!!!!! What have you done to me!!!" She said in panic.

Everyone looked at him and he chuckled. "Well, of course I don't know. I don't even know if there's a term for that." He said, looking straight at the new, but very sickening Hermione Granger.

"Uuuuurghhh!" She let out a huge sigh and stomped her feet.

She was kind of cute actually, when she was mad and frustrated.

Draco shook his head. No way. He smirked again.

"You don't know what it is?! How stupid can you be?!!?!?" Fred said angrily, getting up and putting out his wand.

"Waaaaiittt!!!" Draco said, remembering what the twins could do with their wands and permit to perform magic. "If you do anything to me, you might not find out how to heal it now, would you?" He said, suddenly feeling brave and arrogant.

George snorted. "As if you would know, you're actions give it all away Malfoy, even if you try to hide it with your ridiculous smirk."

Draco scowled. "Whatever."

"So what exactly did you do?!" Harry said. He was cornering Mafloy.

"Now now Potter, try to scare me, are you? Well, why would I tell you what I did?" Draco asked arrogantly and scoffed at Harry.

"Fred… George, kindly take your wands ever so gently and-"

"Alright!" Draco suddenly hissed. Everyone looked at him, and he said in a grudging manner, "I put some goo on her clothes that turned invisible, although I didn't really know what it does or how it heals, I decided to just use it because whatever happened, whether with a cure or not, I wouldn't really care, so yeah…" He trailed off.

"YOU WHAAAAT?!?!" Hermione boomed and clenched her fists.

Draco seemed to be enjoying and delighting in the fact that his target seemed to take his action pretty well. Angry, frustrated, pissed, and ugly. Ahhh. Perfect.

He decided to irritate them even more, and he let slip that the product actually contained some amounts of Dark Magic, as they so poorly had no reach for that kind of stuff at all.

"WHAAAAATTTT!!!!!!!!!!!" They all said at the same time.

"MALFOY I WILL KILL YOU!!"

"Well you should've done that while you had the chance, Potter." He scoffed.

"I WILL MAKE YOU ROT IN HELL!!!!"

"I wonder if you're smart enough to do that, Weasel Brain." And he rolled his eyes.

"I WILL MAKE YOU LOOK SO BAD IN SCHOOL THAT YOUR REPUTATION WON'T BE BELIEVED TO HAVE EXISTED AT ALL!!!!!!"

At first Draco was actually taken aback. Now… she could really do this, but he decided didn't care. A Gryffindor and a year younger than he was had no match against the Prince of Slytherin.

"Okay, glad to be affected." He said sarcastically.

"WE WILL USE THE UNFORGIVABLE CURSES ON YOU AND DON'T CARE IF WE GET OFF TO AZKABAN SO LONG AS YOU DIE!!!!!"

Draco rolled his eyes. "Wow red head twins, you actually have brains." And he scoffed.

"Malfoy." A soft voice said.

They all turned towards Hermione, and even if she was the real target and she was the actual victim, she still seemed to try and regain composure, contain herself from bursting with hate, and apparently doing a lot better than those who were perfectly fine.

"Just please, fix it." She said in a very soft whisper, looking straight into Draco's eyes.

She was actually begging, and Draco suddenly felt a pang of guilt as he saw how Hermione, being the victim, still seemed to contain herself, and actually gone to the perpetrator for help. He sort of admired this about her, but he shook it out of his system as he took one more look at the girl he was just contemplating on, and he cringed once more at her sickly appearance.

"Uhm… I-I – you.." He stammered. He stammered?! What in Salazar's name are you doing, Draco?! Stammering and actually attempting to help Granger, and feeling sorry and admiring her and all that voodoo I swear father would cut your head off for!!!!

He decided to ignore the voice in his head and did something different for a change. He told the truth. Well, he thought, I always do tell the truth, in a way that I'm sure would offend the person I'm speaking to. Ha ha.

"I don't know how to reverse it." He said in a very small voice, drained of all dignity and pride, very much a feeling he wasn't used to.

They were all quiet, lost for words, deep in thought, hard in gaze.

"You don't know?" Hermione asked softly, looking sad and frustrated.

Ugh I hope she'd stop doing that, she keeps making me feel bad! For Pete's sake!!! Draco thought. He couldn't endure the way she would always talk in a soft voice, very contrast to all the other people there, who were always shouting and booming and screaming in anger, letting their emotions resonate in their every word.

Her eyes were watery and Draco swore he actually thought of saying sorry, but pushed the thought aside.

"Can I see the stuff you put on my clothes?" Hermione asked gently.

There she goes again, Draco thought to himself.

The small crowd outside were shocked when they saw the blond young man walk back to his room and later re-appear with a container in hand.

"What's gotten into him?" Ron asked softly but nevertheless, suspicion very evident, as he leaned towards Harry.

Harry glanced at his red-headed friend, shrugged and said, "I don't know too, I don't know…" And they continued to watch every move of the only Slytherin in their home.

He went forward to Hermione to give the container, and Ginny could've sworn she saw the silver boil behind Hermione's ear disappear. She looked at the twins.

Apparently, they were ogling at the would be bright blue boil that was down her neck, but it wasn't there anymore. They all exchanged quizzical looks, but shook the matter away as they saw that Hermione still had a great deal number of those rainbow colored boils, and still looked more horrible than the already horrible Umbridge.

Hermione took the container quietly and Draco went back to his original spot, while Hermione read every single word that was visible on the container. All eyes were on her.

"Well, it says here that…" She read further. "Hmmm. It's only the owner of the product who can manipulate, control, heal, lessen, worsen, or.." Hermione's eyes went wide. "Or. Or- or-" She stammered. "-or decide if the effect should be permanent, never to heal." She said in a bare whisper, and she was looking intently at Malfoy, horror struck.

"What have you done?" The words escaped Hermione's mouth suddenly.

"Malfoy… is all this permanent…?" George asked him quietly, it so happened that they all had no energy to shout or scream in rage anymore.

Now, Draco honestly didn't know. He couldn't tell, and he mentally slapped himself for being so stupid. But then again, they were people he didn't really care about…

"I don't know. Honestly." Draco found himself saying.

"Oh." Harry said, thinking.

What? Draco said to himself. For one spare moment, they all actually believed him, no questions, no doubt, they took his word, they trusted him….?

Amazing what shock can do to you. Malfoy concluded, he decided they were just really dumbfounded by everything that had happened.

"No…" They suddenly heard Ginny say.

They all turned their heads towards the youngest Weasley. "What do you mean?" Harry asked her, curious.

Ginny held a face of concentration, and said seriously, "When Malfoy went to give Hermione the container, I swear I saw the silver boil behind Hermione's ear disappear-"

"-And we also noticed that the bright blue one down her neck disappeared too.." The twins added.

"Hmm." Ron and Harry simply said. Unfortunately, things got more confusing for the two.

"WAIT!" Hermione suddenly said with wide eyes.

"What?" Malfoy asked her emotionless.

Everyone suddenly looked at Malfoy. Did he just talk to 'Mione…?

They shook away the thought.

"It says that it's only the owner who has control over it…"

"Obviously Dark Magic." Ron but in darkly.

"As I was saying." Hermione said, and Ron went red. "Maybe, I can't tell if you decided it, or it's just subconscious, really, we can't tell if it's voluntary or involuntary, but when you go near me, or when I am anywhere near or nearer to you… I sort of, slowly heal…" Hermione trailed off.

Everyone looked at Draco. "Are you aware of this, Mafloy?" Fred asked suspiciously.

Draco scoffed. "Of course not, I don't know, I didn't even read that stupid thing. And decides, why would I do it voluntarily or out of my own will to heal Granger if my main cause was to inflict anything but safety?" He asked them arrogantly. The way he said it made everyone seem stupid.

"Well Malfoy." Harry said darkly. "It doesn't matter, what we know is that whether you are aware or not, you can actually heal Hermione."

Ron's mouth was slightly open, Ginny was insanely quiet, and the twins were looking for words, losing them here and there.

Draco couldn't believe it. I can what?! I heal HER?!?! Honestly, the more I stay in this household, the more weird things keep happening… He rolled his eyes. "Well that's nice to hear." Sarcasm drawled in his every note. "Why is that?!" He spat.

"Well…" Hermione started, in deep thought, searching for answers, for conclusions, anything but being clueless. "If you are unaware, it has to be based on feeling."

Malfoy could've swore all the eyes went larger by an inch at exactly the same time.

"I mean.." Hermione burrowed her eyebrows. "Involuntary is something we don't think of doing, but it just sorts of… decides to do it by itself without so much as the knowledge of the person… I mean, it is done because it feels it has to be done so." She finished hastily. She was in deep thought. "Like the human heart, I mean. Right?" She looked at the people, searching for someone to support her. "Everyone knows it beats involuntary, we don't think and then it beats and then stop thinking and it stops beating too, it just beats without so much as a thought because it just already knows and feels it has to do it." She said, hopeful that she got it right.

"Hmmm." Fred suddenly broke into an evil grin. "So Malfoy here heals you because he feels he has to do so?" He was beginning to be mischievous.

Everyone suddenly caught up with Fred and broke into identical, evil, mischievous, malicious grins.

Draco couldn't believe it.

"So…" Ginny said teasingly, eyeing Malfoy maliciously.

"He feels something." George said with equal malice, trying (but failing) to imitate the intellectual voice of Hermione.

What the hell!! Mafloy thought to himself. He suddenly remembered everything and every bit of mental war he had had with himself about Hermione, it was flooding to him very quickly but in a blurred fashion, so much so that he decided to quickly push it away and disregard it.

"Of course not!" He said hastily, hoping that his tone of hate would cover up all the second thoughts he's been having lately.

"And he's getting touchy too!" Fred said in a squeaky girly voice.

Hermione was blushing and Draco saw this. He quickly tried to save his ass and probably save Granger too and said, "Look you doofus. All of you, obviously I don't know what you guys are talking about! I just heal the bloody Mudblood without knowing why, and that's ALL!!!" He spat with forced hate.

Unfortunately he sounded rather lame.

They all decided to drop it and enjoy the moment to themselves, quietly and personally, and even if their lips weren't moving anymore, Draco could see their eyes swimming in pools of malice.

"Wait…" Ron suddenly said.

Everyone looked at him, "What now, Ron?!" Fred said, irritated that he was disturbed during a moment so rare, indeed rare, he thought.

"If Malfoy's the only one who can heal 'Mione… that means as long as she's with other people, like us, she'll still have those, right?" He squeaked, not really being able to find proper words to describe Hermione's condition.

Suddenly all eyes were devoid of any trace of malice at all.

"Yeah… she can only get better in the presence of Malfoy…" Harry drifted.

"Which means….!" Ginny squealed in alarm.

They all caught up at once.

"MALFOY!" Harry finally boomed, it was quite a change, Draco had to admit, after all the moments of silence.

"What?!?!" Draco asked, puzzled.

"IT MEANS 'MIONE HAS TO BE WITH YOU AT ALL TIMES, ALL DAY ALL NIGHT, UNTIL SHE GETS A LOT BETTER, WHICH WILL HOPEFULLY ALLOW HER TO HANG OUT WITH PEOPLE OTHER THAN YOU!!!!" Fred and George said angrily.

"All day, all night?!?!" Draco asked incredulously, realization suddenly dawning into him.

"DAMN IT MALFOY SHE HAS TO SLEEP IN YOUR ROOM!!!!" Harry said very, very, VERY angrily.

AN: Okay, so I don't know if I spelled Umbridge right. haha. Anyway, the interesting parts of the story are finally coming,

and there's going to be something unexpected happening, producing a separate plot alongside with the mayhem burrow part.

sorry if I spoiled it, I'm just excited. HEHE!

AAAAAND. I do hope you leave reviews. :D