A/N: Thankies for any reviews! I enjoy writing this as much as(some of) you enjoy reading it! I'll keep writing as long as you all keep reviewing! and now without any further ado...chapter 6! Enjoy!

Ch.6

When Hermione woke up she was in the hospital wing. Everything was blurry and she felt a bit dizzy. Every part of her body hurt like it was full of pins and needles and she couldn't remember what happened. There was someone in a bed next to her and there were two people in chairs near the door. She could see a faint light from a nearby window with the curtains closed. She guessed it was still around breakfast time. She didn't move and closed her eyes hoping to fall back asleep. After a minute or two she heard a voice.

"Do you think she'll be awake soon? I hope she's ok!"

Hermione recognized the voice as Ron's and although her vision was still blurry and her muscles were aching, she managed to sit up. She looked over to the door where he was sitting with Harry.

"Ron?"

"She's awake!"

Ron and Harry got up and came over to her bed. Even though her muscles felt like they were on fire, she managed to hug both of them. This eased her pain a bit and she smiled before laying back down slowly.

"This is a change don't ya think?", she said trying to sound cheerful. "Usually it's me and Ron visiting you Harry!"

Both guys smiled weakly.

"Pull up some chairs!" she said. "You're not leaving for a while! I won't let you! I hate it here! What day is it, and what time is it?"

"Saturday, around 10:30" ,said Harry, "we were so worried last night! We didn't wanna leave but Madam Pomfrey made us. We came back first thing this morining though!"

Hermione smiled.

"Thanks. So...what got me here anyway? I don't remember a thing! All I know is we were in potions and I was talking to Ron."

Harry and Ron explained the whole story to her and she looked quite shocked by the end.

"Oh my goodness! It's all my fault! Was anyone else injured?" she asked sounding extremely worried.

"Well I was splashed but it was no big deal and a few other people got no worse then me. Then there was Malfoy. He got worse then you. He's still out cold though." Ron informed her.

"Why is he so much worse if I lost it right next to the cauldron? Didn't I get more on me?"

"You would have."

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked confused.

"Well...everyone as running away from it and Draco saw you there and went back for you getting himself pretty drenched in the process. He carried you to the other side of the dungeon, then he put you down and sat in a chair, then he went out like you had."

Hermione was shocked. Why would Draco do something like that for her? She looked over at his bed which was right next to hers. Draco was lying extremely still. His eyes were closed and his hair was tousled. She would have thought him dead if she couldn't see his chest moving up and down as he breathed. She looked at him for a minute or two, then smiled involuntarily.

Just then Madam Pomfrey came in to check up. She shooed Harry and Ron away angrily for disturbing Hermione while she was supposed to be resting. Hermione assured her that they were not disturbing her at all but they were forced out anyway and all she could do was wave sadly.

"Now..." ,said Madam Pomfrey looking at an assortment of bottles, "how do you feel dear?"

"I'm a little dizzy. And I'm achy all over. That must have been a pretty powerful potion."

"It was dear! Quite powerful! You'll need to take this and get some rest. If you're awake when Mr. Malfoy comes round, please try to alert me."

She handed Hermione a small cup of thick clear liquid and told her to drink it and try to get some sleep. Hermione did so and felt the pain ease a bit. Then she closed her eyes and slowly drifted to sleep.

When she woke it was dark. She seemed to be all alone but she remembered Draco and rolled onto her side. She could see that he was awake and staring at the ceiling. He didn't notice her.

"Hey." she whispered.

Draco turned his head toward her.

"Hello." he said, turning his head back towards the ceiling.

"How do you feel?" she asked timidly.

"Crappy. Why?" he answered irritably.

"Just wondering. Did you see Madam Pomfrey yet?"

"Why do you care? Are you my mother?"

"No. I'm sorry. I talked to Harry and Ron today." Hermione continued as though she hadn't heard him.

Seeing she wasn't giving up, he rolled over to face her. He noticed how close together their beds were and slid back a few inches, much to the protest of his muscles.

"Why should I care?" he asked staring her in the eyes.

"They told me what you did, how you went back for me."

"I don't remember that." Draco knew it was a lie but he didn't show it.

"Well you did it whether you remember or not. You went back and got me."

"Whatever. I'm going back to sleep." He rolled over and closed his eyes.

Hermione did the same. She thought for a minute or two and then she spoke quietly to Draco once more.

"Draco?"

"Hmm?"he asked, half asleep.

"Thank you." she said and drifted into dreams.

A/N: I know it's not very long but I thought it was pretty good. I'm not writing anymore till I get a few reviews so get to it! Can't wait! Peace out and lotsa love!

*Angel*