Part 11 – Freddie

(A/N As Madam Pomfrey is now dead, I'm changing my character. I'm now going to be Professor McGonagall. Ok!!)

I was sitting in my quarters next day when a thought struck me. How on earth were Granger and Malfoy going to work together without arousing suspicion? They had never been friends and there was no way they could suddenly become friends without Potter and Ronald Weasley realising that something was up. Unless of course…hmmm…

I had been drifting in and out of consciousness now for what seemed like forever. Now I was most definitely conscious. The only problem was that I couldn't seem to move to give any indication that I was conscious. There was no one in the hospital wing. I was the only person. Then I heard footsteps coming near. I could hear voices.

"What on earth possessed McGonagall? Hermione'll be soooooo mad" That sounded like Ron

"Yeah well, there's not much we can do about it" That was Harry's voice.

"Is Madam Pomfrey in there?" Ron asked.

"Doesn't look like it" Harry said. I heard their footsteps come closer to my bed.

"Hermione?" Ron asked, "Are you ok?"

"That's a bit of a stupid question" Harry replied

"Well what else am I supposed to say?" He asked.

"Um, well…Oh, I don't know" I heard him sit down on one of the chairs, "Come on Hermione, you've got to get better" I mustered up all my strength to try and open my eyes. Somehow I managed it.

"Hermione!" I heard Harry yell. I managed to smile weakly.

"What?" I heard Ron yell.

"She's awake!!"

"Where's Madam Pomfrey?"

"She went to get medical supplies," I managed to say weakly.

"How do you know?" Ron asked.

"I could, I could hear everything. So why'll I be mad?" I asked.

"Well…" Ron paused, "We can tell you later."

"No, you'll tell me now"

"Ok" Harry said, "Well, we've been set a project in potions, it can be any aspect of potions that we choose to research. The only problem is it's in pairs"

"Pairs?" I asked. That would have been the perfect time for me to research Quantum Potions, why was she putting us in pairs?

"Yeah, and well there was an odd number and as you weren't there…" Harry trailed off.

"Yes?" I prompted.

"You've been put with Malfoy"