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Chapter 2
When Hermione hadn't shown up at Hogsmead, Harry and Ron had been a little worried, when she failed to show up for breakfast the next morning, they became very worried. They didn't want to go barging up into the girls dorm, just in case she was up there and took points off them for breaking the rules. They didn't want to upset Hermione the Perfect. So they did the next best thing. They asked her roommates.
"Didn't you know?" asked Lavender in disbelief, "She cracked her head on the side of the bath tub. Parvati found her and we brought her up to Madam -," but before she could finish, Ron and Harry had already rushed towards the hospital wing.
When they actually reached the hospital wing, they were turned away. Turns out, Madam Pomfrey wasn't about to let them in or even near her while she was this hurt. Flustered and angry after arguing with the nurse, they gave up. Secretly planning to use the invisibility cloak later.
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When Draco had heard she hadn't shown up for breakfast or even classes, he was a little nervous. But then convinced himself that there was nothing to be nervous about. She didn't remember him there. Did she? No, she couldn't remember, he performed the memory charm perfectly. Still there was room for error...
Her face on the form he thought to be Lavender's, was a shock to say the least. Yet, it was almost a pleasant surprise. Almost. But then that brought up the question of who did she think it was in the bathroom with her, that is, before she pulled open the curtain? Weasley? Maybe. Potter? Probably. It would figure she would have a crush on The Boy Who Lived and he have one on her. Still... It made him wonder.
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When Hermione enter the great hall the next morning, heads turned. Not because everyone had heard about her fall. In fact no one knew of the "accident", everyone's head turned because she wasn't in class yesterday, and because of the huge bruise that graced her pale face. The bruise was situated close to her hairline but anyone could see something happened. Three people in particular were watching the young woman as she headed towards the Griffindor table. Harry, Ron and the establisher of this mess; Draco. He didn't watch her like the other two did though. They watched her like friends would, he watched her out of the corner of his eyes, waiting for her to tell Potter or Weasley what happened and who did it. But when Weasley didn't come over and pound his head into his morning toast, he figured the spell went fine and he had nothing to worry about.
Between you and me, he really should have kept on guard for the next few days.
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So? How was this one? Lots of reviews please. And a virtual cookie to the person who guesses which song the title came from. Sorry it's a little short, but between writing and keeping a kitten who must be part tiger, part fish, part domestic calico/tabby with the energy of a five year old from eating butterflies and my mothers knitting, the writing gets really interrupted. Oh well. Lots of reviews please.
Chapter 2
When Hermione hadn't shown up at Hogsmead, Harry and Ron had been a little worried, when she failed to show up for breakfast the next morning, they became very worried. They didn't want to go barging up into the girls dorm, just in case she was up there and took points off them for breaking the rules. They didn't want to upset Hermione the Perfect. So they did the next best thing. They asked her roommates.
"Didn't you know?" asked Lavender in disbelief, "She cracked her head on the side of the bath tub. Parvati found her and we brought her up to Madam -," but before she could finish, Ron and Harry had already rushed towards the hospital wing.
When they actually reached the hospital wing, they were turned away. Turns out, Madam Pomfrey wasn't about to let them in or even near her while she was this hurt. Flustered and angry after arguing with the nurse, they gave up. Secretly planning to use the invisibility cloak later.
~*~
When Draco had heard she hadn't shown up for breakfast or even classes, he was a little nervous. But then convinced himself that there was nothing to be nervous about. She didn't remember him there. Did she? No, she couldn't remember, he performed the memory charm perfectly. Still there was room for error...
Her face on the form he thought to be Lavender's, was a shock to say the least. Yet, it was almost a pleasant surprise. Almost. But then that brought up the question of who did she think it was in the bathroom with her, that is, before she pulled open the curtain? Weasley? Maybe. Potter? Probably. It would figure she would have a crush on The Boy Who Lived and he have one on her. Still... It made him wonder.
~*~
When Hermione enter the great hall the next morning, heads turned. Not because everyone had heard about her fall. In fact no one knew of the "accident", everyone's head turned because she wasn't in class yesterday, and because of the huge bruise that graced her pale face. The bruise was situated close to her hairline but anyone could see something happened. Three people in particular were watching the young woman as she headed towards the Griffindor table. Harry, Ron and the establisher of this mess; Draco. He didn't watch her like the other two did though. They watched her like friends would, he watched her out of the corner of his eyes, waiting for her to tell Potter or Weasley what happened and who did it. But when Weasley didn't come over and pound his head into his morning toast, he figured the spell went fine and he had nothing to worry about.
Between you and me, he really should have kept on guard for the next few days.
~*~
So? How was this one? Lots of reviews please. And a virtual cookie to the person who guesses which song the title came from. Sorry it's a little short, but between writing and keeping a kitten who must be part tiger, part fish, part domestic calico/tabby with the energy of a five year old from eating butterflies and my mothers knitting, the writing gets really interrupted. Oh well. Lots of reviews please.