All Better Now
A/N: I just watched Winning London with the Olsen twins and they say that their father is Lord Voldemort, I was laughing so hard! The guy that they said it too was from London, and he was like 'Hmmm sounds familiar.'
For QOD15 who asked when Ron was going to show up I wanted to wait until there was some kind of bond between Hermione and Draco, so here you go, Enter Ron, stage left. And I just want to make it clear that the italics are flashbacks. *
Through fits of laughter the two students escaped the gleaming eyes of the matron and sprinted down the hall and smacked right into a very tall wizard.
*
Ron could hear Hermione's unmistakable laugh from down the corridor, but her laugh was accompanied with another one alien to him. Ron could hear Hermione laughing and was instantly confused.
Ron, of course, knew all about what happened the day before; he had given Harry a talking to as soon as he found him hiding out in their dorm.
"Your in for it now Harry." Ron said pulling the curtains around Harry's bed back and shook Harry from his fake sleep. "Get up, up!"
"Ron, shove off, I'm in no mood for a lecture." Harry said fighting for control of his covers as Ron stripped them from the bed and onto the floor.
"Well get into a mood because your going to listen to me and then your going to fix everything." Ron used his superior size to yank Harry from his lying position and forced him to sit up and look at Ron, who sat on his own bed, fuming and livid.
"I know I'm in for it Ron, Hermione is furious, and Ginny wont leave the second floor loos for fear of her life." Harry tried to lie back down but Ron kicked him sharply.
"I'm not talking about Hermione Harry, or Ginny, I'm talking about me. I'm going to kill you. Number one, that's my little sister you were caught with, and number two, if number one isn't enough, Hermione is like another little sister, so that's my little sister you just cheated on." Harry looked taken aback by Ron's little speech and opened his mouth wordlessly but Ron didn't give him a chance to find words. "Now you're going to fix this all, I have no bleeding idea how, but you are going to make it all right again. I told you thins when you started all this with Hermione and not I'm telling you again. If you hurt her anymore then you have, I'm out." Ron stood up, and stormed out of the room, hearing only a faint 'Bloody hell' from Harry and slammed the dorm door.
As Ron rounded the last corner to the hospital wing corridor, he felt the wind leave him as Hermione knocked headlong right into him. The laughing was cut short as Ron massaged his stomach and the other 'laugher' stooped to help Hermione up from the ground. When they righted themselves Ron staggered back from the shock of who he saw helping Hermione to her feet. Draco Malfoy. It was like opening your wardrobe and seeing a closet full of pink fluffy robes. Either someone was playing a sick joke or, you have gone completely bonkers.
"Hermione? What are you doing with this git?" Ron demanded grabbing Hermione's arm and pulling her to stand next to him and away from the intruder. Ron could care less if he had just seen Malfoy help her off the floor, once an intruder always an intruder. "Did he do anything to you?"
"Well hello to you too Weasley." Malfoy sneered in their direction and crossed his arms smugly.
"Ron, let go of me, he didn't do anything, your being ridiculous." Hermione pulled her arm out of Ron's grasp and stood back to look at her best friend, hands on her hips and mouth pursed into a thin line. Ron looked from Hermione's angry face to Malfoy's smug one and grew angry, but decided to stay calm.
"Come on I need to talk to you." He tried to grab her arm again but she pulled back from him.
"About what Ron?" She said testily, she looked as if she knew what he wanted to talk about but was being her stubborn self.
"About Harry, lets go, Malfoy' ugly face is creeping me out."
"Weasley, I wouldn't talk about being ugly, your mug could stop Avada Kedavra." Forgetting his decision to remain calm Ron lunged past Hermione and slammed Malfoy against the wall, hearing a sickening crack, but ignored it and started hitting the smirk off Malfoy's face.
"Ron stop it!" Hermione yelled desperately.
* "Ron stop it!" Hermione yelled desperately. She tried to pull Ron off Draco, who had been unconscious the instant his head hit the wall and the red blood started to seep out staining the wall and Draco's hair red. Ron seemed to be blind to the fact that Malfoy had gone out cold, as he was still muttering curses.
"Filthy, fagot, pouf." Ron continued to hit Draco as his body slumped to the floor and the pool of blood spread out from his head and onto the cobblestone. Hermione jumped on Ron's back and finally pulled him off of Draco, but Ron continued to kick out at the still form on the floor and tried to free himself from Hermione.
'Ron! You'll kill him! He's bleeding Ron, we need to get him to the Hospital wing!" Hermione said successfully pinning Ron to the ground and sitting on his heaving chest, one knee on each of his arms. "Ron snap out of it!" Tears were escaping her eyes as Ron still struggled to free himself, and Hermione muttered a small 'sorry' and pulled out her wand stunning him.
As soon as Ron's Struggling stopped Hermione left up and dashed her tears away with the back of her hand and levitated Draco, blood still dripping and she ran as fast as she could back to the hospital wing. Some force from Hermione slammed the door wide open and when Madame Pomfrey burst out of her office a split second later the look of horror and frustration that passed across her face was enough to make her scream.
But Hermione wasn't the one to scream. Pansy Parkinson, who followed the Matron out of the office, let out the worst scream Hermione had ever heard. Parkinson pushed past the matron and took one more look at Draco's motionless body and slapped Hermione right across the face. Hermione staggered back and pressed her hand to her red-hot cheek. Rage emitted from Pansy's eyes as she pulled her hand back another time to hit Hermione, but Hermione directed her wand in the direction of the hurtful girl in front of her and Parkinson dropped her arm.
"What did you do to my Draco you mudblood filth?" Madam Pomfrey seemed to snap out of her shock and pulled the offending Pansy away from both Hermione and the bleeding Draco. Hermione felt she could kill the girl but the matron stood sternly between them.
"Miss Parkinson I will not have any of that in my hospital wing. Please go back into my office and wait for me there. Miss Granger bring Mr. Malfoy to a bed, I will get the Marille potion." Hermione ignored the looked she was getting from Parkinson and hurried over to the bed where she had just spent the night, and just as she set Draco gently down onto the freshly made bed the matron was back with the Marille potion. "Help me turn him over Miss Granger, the cut is to the back of the head and this will clean his wound." When they had him over on his stomach Hermione blanched from the sight of the gash in his head. She was never one for the sight of blood. The matron wasted no time in pouring the purple liquid onto the deep gash and when it began to smoke Hermione immediately recognized it from potions, it was meant for cleaning wounds, and she knew that it he were conscious it would sting horribly.
" Miss Granger, I'm not one to pry, but what in the world happened?" Pomfrey had pulled out her wand and closed the gash, so the only evidence that there had been a cut was the mound of sticky red hair that stained the pillowcase and the sheets as well.
" Its all my fault, I should have just gone with Ron, I knew Draco couldn't just let Ron say anything to him without retorting back. Draco made a moment and Ron attacked him. I couldn't stop him, I tried, I stunned him, and he is in the hallway still." Hermione was crying again and she hardly heard the spell Pomfrey used to clear the blood out of Draco's hair and clothing.
" Weasley did this to Draco?" Parkinson said pushing Hermione away from Draco's bedside and looking worriedly down at him. Neither Pomfrey nor Hermione noticed the girl remain in the hospital wing. "Father is hearing about this!" she turned without another word and dashed out of the hospital wing, no doubt in search of an owl.
"Miss Granger remain with Mr. Malfoy, I have inform the headmaster and his head of house. When he wakes up I want you to call me right away. And stop crying he'll be fine." The matron left and Hermione pulled the chair next to the bed closer to the edge of the bed and took up his hand.
"I'm sorry Draco," she whispered and watched his chest rise and fall with the steady breathing of sleep. "But you shouldn't have said that to Ron, you know his temper, you shouldn't provoke him like that see where it gets you!" Hermione felt the tears come again and she buried her head in her arms and cried into the mattress. The emotions of the last two days swarmed her and she couldn't stop crying if she tried.
*
Draco's bed shook with the near silent sobs of Hermione Granger. Draco opened his eyes only to shut them again in pain. His head was searing with the pain of twelve of his worst headaches. But just as he thought he could ignore the shaking of the bed and fall back to sleep, Hermione let out a wretched sob. He opened his eyes again, and clenching his teeth against the pain, he squeezed the hand that held his. As if being waken from a dream, Hermione snapped her head up and looked wide eyed at Draco.
"Draco your ok!" She stood up and swooped down hugging his aching body against her. He could feel her hot tears on his neck as she started crying into his shoulder and felt his heart pick up speed. She was doing weird things for Draco and he couldn't tell if he liked the new feeling. I have no feelings for Hermione, Draco thought to himself as he hugged her back, trying to calm her down.
"Of course I'm ok, Hermione your chocking." He laughed and she pulled back, now sitting on the edge of his bed, hands still on his shoulders. She smiled and laughed too but stopped at the look in his eyes. "Hermione," he said taking her chin in his hands and turning it gently to the side. "What happened? Who slapped you?" Hermione's smile dropped as she looked out the window.
"Your girlfriend," she said but continued when he looked at her confused. "Pansy Parkinson was here when I brought you in and slapped me without a word. It doesn't hurt much." She was obviously lying, Draco gently touched the red welt on her face and she sucked back a gasp of pain.
"You're going to have a nasty bruise there, did you hit her back?" Hermione looked at him appalled and he couldn't help but laugh at the look on her face.
"Do not laugh Draco, I will never lower myself to be as unruly and un-lady like as that monster of yours."
"Stop referring her as 'mine' I detest that girl. And I recall being on the receiving end of you being un-lady like, Miss Granger, or did u forget?" she playfully slapped him in the shoulder and he grimaced as if she had punched him. "Ouch! Weasley did a number on me, I'm all sore."
"Oh my god! I forgot Ron! Hermione stood up abruptly and turned to leave but Draco grabbed her hand.
"What about Weasley?"
"I had to stun him to get him off of you, I left him in the hall, oh he's out there alone." before she could finish the door opened and Dumbledor walked in, followed by a floating Ron and then a smug looking Snape.
*
The door opened and Hermione sighed as she saw Ron being directed into the hospital wing by the headmaster. She felt Draco squeeze her hand before dropping his and she hesitantly walked towards the bed that Dumbledor had set Ron down in.
"Miss Granger, Professor Snape and I have just come across your friend on the way to see Mr. Malfoy," He paused and looked at Draco, who was struggling to sit up. "Hello Mr. Malfoy, how are you feeling?"
"Smashing sir." Draco said finally sitting and rubbing his shoulder. "Just smashing."
"Fantastic," Dumbledor said turning back to Hermione who bit her lip nervously. "We found Mr. Weasley and we were wondering which spell to use to revive him." He spoke as lightly as if he were speaking of the weather instead of reviving an unconscious student. "Better yet, we'll just leave you to cast the spell as we catch up with Mr. Malfoy." Snape and Dumbledor swept off to the bed where Draco was sitting, and Hermione went up to her friend's bed.
"Oh Ron, you are such a dunderhead. Ennervate." Ron's blue eyes snapped and he looked around confused for a second before seeing Hermione.
"Hermione, what's going on?" his voice was horse and he didn't seem to remember what had happened.
"Ron, don't you remember? You attacked Draco, I had to stun you, and you were going to kill him." He was about to say something but she continued, tears escaping her eyes, "I'm sorry Ron, I was so scared and you wouldn't stop I had to." She collapsed against him and he hugged her tightly.
"Its ok Hermione, I'm the sorry one, I'm sorry I scared you so much I don't know what got into me, that git rubs me the wrong way. I'm sorry." Madam Pomfrey came from her office and saw the added student, the two professors and the crying Hermione.
"Miss Granger I asked you to fetch me when Mr. Malfoy awoke, Mr. Weasley I believe your fine to leave, just don't over-exert yourself. Now leave this isn't a social spot. And your upsetting Miss Granger, so scoot!" Ron squeezed Hermione's shoulder and left whispering 'we'll talk later' into Hermione's ear.
Hermione was about to slip away and follow Ron when Dumbledor called her to the bed where Draco was sitting eating chocolate.
"Miss Granger, since it seems Mr. Malfoy wasn't awake for the duration of the fight, we wonder what went on. Do you think you could tell us, from the beginning?" Dumbledor motioned for her to sit on the end of Draco's bed and she sat feeling uncomfortable, Snape, Draco, Pomfrey and Dumbledor were all watching her waiting. Hermione was used to answering questions for teachers, but everyone but the teacher usually ignored her during those times. But now four pairs of eyes were staring at her.
"Madame Pomfrey had just asked up to leave the hospital wing and I bumped into Ron on the way down." Hermione recounted the whole experience, omitting the swearwords and tried to remain controlled.
*
"Ginny!" Harry called through the door to the fifth year girl dorms. This was starting to get on his nerves, Ginny refused to leave her room and no one seemed to want to help Harry in getting her out. "Come on Ginny, why are you mad at me?" finally after twenty minutes of calling through the door he got a response. Something heavy and solid hit the door, hard. The result was a large dent that showed on the outside. "Fine I give up! Rot if you like!" Harry screamed at the door and kicked it as hard as he could. He got stares from a group of third years leaving their dorm but just stomped off to the common room.
When he reached the common room and sat in front of the fire, Ron was walking in. Harry almost called him over but remembered the little 'chat' they had had the night before and thought against it. But to his surprise Ron searched the room and set out to sit in the armchair next to Harry's.
"You wont believe what just happened." Ron said as if they weren't fighting, as if he hadn't exploded at Harry only last night. Harry was about to say something rude back but was intrigued by what had made Ron forget their quarrel so easily.
"What? Did you find out the last two days never happened and this has all been a sick twisted joke?" Harry said throwing a piece of newspaper into the roaring fire and watching it go up in flames. He was trying to act uninterested but couldn't help but lean over a bit as Ron spoke of what had happened up in the hospital wing corridor.
".and when she revived me Malfoy was talking with Dumbledor and Hermione was crying because she thought I was going to kill him. You'd think she would be more worried about me getting kicked out rather then me killing Malfoy. But that strangest thing was the laughing. They were both laughing, and not fake laughing I could tell both of them were all flushed and out of breathe. Then he helped her up. It was like that twilight show you showed me, like everything was wrong in my vision but like normal for them. When I left she was sitting on Malfoy's bed." Ron finished out of breath; he had divulged the whole story quickly and without stopping. Harry felt anger rise up in him as his mind cooked up a suspicious concoction.
"You know what I think?" Harry said, teeth clenched, staring into the fire fiercely as if it were Draco Malfoy and his eyes could explode him upon sighting him. "I think Hermione had been as crooked as me, and I think Malfoy is who she has been with. He was there this morning, on about Hermione's bag. Pomfrey let him in over me, and he gave me this smug little look." Harry stood and started to pace the hearth. Ron stood and grabbed his friend's shoulder forcing him to stop and face him.
"Harry, think about what you just said. Hermione would never do that in a hundred years, she loved you and she would have rather die then do to you what you did to her. I don't want to hear anything along those lines from you again, and if I do, I'm not sticking around." Again Ron left Harry fuming and alone.
*
Hermione said goodbye to the headmaster and her Potions master and turned back to Draco. As soon as the professors had left he had slumped back into his pillows defeated.
"Are you in a lot of pain Draco?" Hermione asked standing up from the foot of the bed and moving to sit next to him, pulling the covers higher up on his chest and putting her cool hand on his arm.
"I'm fine, don't fuss." She stood up again and moved to leave.
"I'll get Pomfrey, she'll have something for the pain in her stores. She usually doesn't heal fighting bruised but I think this can be an acceptation." She stopped at his warm hand on her wrist.
"Don't go, I'll be fine, just." he looked away and then back then away again. Hermione sat back down on the bed and tried to understand his being timid. Suddenly Draco Malfoy, cool and collected Draco Malfoy was being shy about something.
"What's wrong Draco?" Hermione asked when he finally looked back at her. A battle going on behind his eyes. "Are you ok?" she could feel his pulse raging from his hand around her wrist and she could see him preparing for something.
"I will be." He said, and then pulled her by her wrist towards him, pulling her against his chest and captured her lips with his. For a second Hermione couldn't respond, she was shocked her heart skipped a beat and then she was kissing him back. His hand left her wrist and crept to the back of her neck deepening the kiss by bringing her closer to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and they kissed like this till they were out of breath.
"There all better." Draco whispered against her skin as he struggled for a breath. And then started it all again.
*
Thanks to:
Jnnyfr14 Dmlgal Heather Qod15 Mara-Potter Just4Draco99 Blue_strawberry52 The lost Dragongirl
I would write a thanks for each but its Christmas eve and I'm supposed to be getting ready so next time I will!
A/N: I just watched Winning London with the Olsen twins and they say that their father is Lord Voldemort, I was laughing so hard! The guy that they said it too was from London, and he was like 'Hmmm sounds familiar.'
For QOD15 who asked when Ron was going to show up I wanted to wait until there was some kind of bond between Hermione and Draco, so here you go, Enter Ron, stage left. And I just want to make it clear that the italics are flashbacks. *
Through fits of laughter the two students escaped the gleaming eyes of the matron and sprinted down the hall and smacked right into a very tall wizard.
*
Ron could hear Hermione's unmistakable laugh from down the corridor, but her laugh was accompanied with another one alien to him. Ron could hear Hermione laughing and was instantly confused.
Ron, of course, knew all about what happened the day before; he had given Harry a talking to as soon as he found him hiding out in their dorm.
"Your in for it now Harry." Ron said pulling the curtains around Harry's bed back and shook Harry from his fake sleep. "Get up, up!"
"Ron, shove off, I'm in no mood for a lecture." Harry said fighting for control of his covers as Ron stripped them from the bed and onto the floor.
"Well get into a mood because your going to listen to me and then your going to fix everything." Ron used his superior size to yank Harry from his lying position and forced him to sit up and look at Ron, who sat on his own bed, fuming and livid.
"I know I'm in for it Ron, Hermione is furious, and Ginny wont leave the second floor loos for fear of her life." Harry tried to lie back down but Ron kicked him sharply.
"I'm not talking about Hermione Harry, or Ginny, I'm talking about me. I'm going to kill you. Number one, that's my little sister you were caught with, and number two, if number one isn't enough, Hermione is like another little sister, so that's my little sister you just cheated on." Harry looked taken aback by Ron's little speech and opened his mouth wordlessly but Ron didn't give him a chance to find words. "Now you're going to fix this all, I have no bleeding idea how, but you are going to make it all right again. I told you thins when you started all this with Hermione and not I'm telling you again. If you hurt her anymore then you have, I'm out." Ron stood up, and stormed out of the room, hearing only a faint 'Bloody hell' from Harry and slammed the dorm door.
As Ron rounded the last corner to the hospital wing corridor, he felt the wind leave him as Hermione knocked headlong right into him. The laughing was cut short as Ron massaged his stomach and the other 'laugher' stooped to help Hermione up from the ground. When they righted themselves Ron staggered back from the shock of who he saw helping Hermione to her feet. Draco Malfoy. It was like opening your wardrobe and seeing a closet full of pink fluffy robes. Either someone was playing a sick joke or, you have gone completely bonkers.
"Hermione? What are you doing with this git?" Ron demanded grabbing Hermione's arm and pulling her to stand next to him and away from the intruder. Ron could care less if he had just seen Malfoy help her off the floor, once an intruder always an intruder. "Did he do anything to you?"
"Well hello to you too Weasley." Malfoy sneered in their direction and crossed his arms smugly.
"Ron, let go of me, he didn't do anything, your being ridiculous." Hermione pulled her arm out of Ron's grasp and stood back to look at her best friend, hands on her hips and mouth pursed into a thin line. Ron looked from Hermione's angry face to Malfoy's smug one and grew angry, but decided to stay calm.
"Come on I need to talk to you." He tried to grab her arm again but she pulled back from him.
"About what Ron?" She said testily, she looked as if she knew what he wanted to talk about but was being her stubborn self.
"About Harry, lets go, Malfoy' ugly face is creeping me out."
"Weasley, I wouldn't talk about being ugly, your mug could stop Avada Kedavra." Forgetting his decision to remain calm Ron lunged past Hermione and slammed Malfoy against the wall, hearing a sickening crack, but ignored it and started hitting the smirk off Malfoy's face.
"Ron stop it!" Hermione yelled desperately.
* "Ron stop it!" Hermione yelled desperately. She tried to pull Ron off Draco, who had been unconscious the instant his head hit the wall and the red blood started to seep out staining the wall and Draco's hair red. Ron seemed to be blind to the fact that Malfoy had gone out cold, as he was still muttering curses.
"Filthy, fagot, pouf." Ron continued to hit Draco as his body slumped to the floor and the pool of blood spread out from his head and onto the cobblestone. Hermione jumped on Ron's back and finally pulled him off of Draco, but Ron continued to kick out at the still form on the floor and tried to free himself from Hermione.
'Ron! You'll kill him! He's bleeding Ron, we need to get him to the Hospital wing!" Hermione said successfully pinning Ron to the ground and sitting on his heaving chest, one knee on each of his arms. "Ron snap out of it!" Tears were escaping her eyes as Ron still struggled to free himself, and Hermione muttered a small 'sorry' and pulled out her wand stunning him.
As soon as Ron's Struggling stopped Hermione left up and dashed her tears away with the back of her hand and levitated Draco, blood still dripping and she ran as fast as she could back to the hospital wing. Some force from Hermione slammed the door wide open and when Madame Pomfrey burst out of her office a split second later the look of horror and frustration that passed across her face was enough to make her scream.
But Hermione wasn't the one to scream. Pansy Parkinson, who followed the Matron out of the office, let out the worst scream Hermione had ever heard. Parkinson pushed past the matron and took one more look at Draco's motionless body and slapped Hermione right across the face. Hermione staggered back and pressed her hand to her red-hot cheek. Rage emitted from Pansy's eyes as she pulled her hand back another time to hit Hermione, but Hermione directed her wand in the direction of the hurtful girl in front of her and Parkinson dropped her arm.
"What did you do to my Draco you mudblood filth?" Madam Pomfrey seemed to snap out of her shock and pulled the offending Pansy away from both Hermione and the bleeding Draco. Hermione felt she could kill the girl but the matron stood sternly between them.
"Miss Parkinson I will not have any of that in my hospital wing. Please go back into my office and wait for me there. Miss Granger bring Mr. Malfoy to a bed, I will get the Marille potion." Hermione ignored the looked she was getting from Parkinson and hurried over to the bed where she had just spent the night, and just as she set Draco gently down onto the freshly made bed the matron was back with the Marille potion. "Help me turn him over Miss Granger, the cut is to the back of the head and this will clean his wound." When they had him over on his stomach Hermione blanched from the sight of the gash in his head. She was never one for the sight of blood. The matron wasted no time in pouring the purple liquid onto the deep gash and when it began to smoke Hermione immediately recognized it from potions, it was meant for cleaning wounds, and she knew that it he were conscious it would sting horribly.
" Miss Granger, I'm not one to pry, but what in the world happened?" Pomfrey had pulled out her wand and closed the gash, so the only evidence that there had been a cut was the mound of sticky red hair that stained the pillowcase and the sheets as well.
" Its all my fault, I should have just gone with Ron, I knew Draco couldn't just let Ron say anything to him without retorting back. Draco made a moment and Ron attacked him. I couldn't stop him, I tried, I stunned him, and he is in the hallway still." Hermione was crying again and she hardly heard the spell Pomfrey used to clear the blood out of Draco's hair and clothing.
" Weasley did this to Draco?" Parkinson said pushing Hermione away from Draco's bedside and looking worriedly down at him. Neither Pomfrey nor Hermione noticed the girl remain in the hospital wing. "Father is hearing about this!" she turned without another word and dashed out of the hospital wing, no doubt in search of an owl.
"Miss Granger remain with Mr. Malfoy, I have inform the headmaster and his head of house. When he wakes up I want you to call me right away. And stop crying he'll be fine." The matron left and Hermione pulled the chair next to the bed closer to the edge of the bed and took up his hand.
"I'm sorry Draco," she whispered and watched his chest rise and fall with the steady breathing of sleep. "But you shouldn't have said that to Ron, you know his temper, you shouldn't provoke him like that see where it gets you!" Hermione felt the tears come again and she buried her head in her arms and cried into the mattress. The emotions of the last two days swarmed her and she couldn't stop crying if she tried.
*
Draco's bed shook with the near silent sobs of Hermione Granger. Draco opened his eyes only to shut them again in pain. His head was searing with the pain of twelve of his worst headaches. But just as he thought he could ignore the shaking of the bed and fall back to sleep, Hermione let out a wretched sob. He opened his eyes again, and clenching his teeth against the pain, he squeezed the hand that held his. As if being waken from a dream, Hermione snapped her head up and looked wide eyed at Draco.
"Draco your ok!" She stood up and swooped down hugging his aching body against her. He could feel her hot tears on his neck as she started crying into his shoulder and felt his heart pick up speed. She was doing weird things for Draco and he couldn't tell if he liked the new feeling. I have no feelings for Hermione, Draco thought to himself as he hugged her back, trying to calm her down.
"Of course I'm ok, Hermione your chocking." He laughed and she pulled back, now sitting on the edge of his bed, hands still on his shoulders. She smiled and laughed too but stopped at the look in his eyes. "Hermione," he said taking her chin in his hands and turning it gently to the side. "What happened? Who slapped you?" Hermione's smile dropped as she looked out the window.
"Your girlfriend," she said but continued when he looked at her confused. "Pansy Parkinson was here when I brought you in and slapped me without a word. It doesn't hurt much." She was obviously lying, Draco gently touched the red welt on her face and she sucked back a gasp of pain.
"You're going to have a nasty bruise there, did you hit her back?" Hermione looked at him appalled and he couldn't help but laugh at the look on her face.
"Do not laugh Draco, I will never lower myself to be as unruly and un-lady like as that monster of yours."
"Stop referring her as 'mine' I detest that girl. And I recall being on the receiving end of you being un-lady like, Miss Granger, or did u forget?" she playfully slapped him in the shoulder and he grimaced as if she had punched him. "Ouch! Weasley did a number on me, I'm all sore."
"Oh my god! I forgot Ron! Hermione stood up abruptly and turned to leave but Draco grabbed her hand.
"What about Weasley?"
"I had to stun him to get him off of you, I left him in the hall, oh he's out there alone." before she could finish the door opened and Dumbledor walked in, followed by a floating Ron and then a smug looking Snape.
*
The door opened and Hermione sighed as she saw Ron being directed into the hospital wing by the headmaster. She felt Draco squeeze her hand before dropping his and she hesitantly walked towards the bed that Dumbledor had set Ron down in.
"Miss Granger, Professor Snape and I have just come across your friend on the way to see Mr. Malfoy," He paused and looked at Draco, who was struggling to sit up. "Hello Mr. Malfoy, how are you feeling?"
"Smashing sir." Draco said finally sitting and rubbing his shoulder. "Just smashing."
"Fantastic," Dumbledor said turning back to Hermione who bit her lip nervously. "We found Mr. Weasley and we were wondering which spell to use to revive him." He spoke as lightly as if he were speaking of the weather instead of reviving an unconscious student. "Better yet, we'll just leave you to cast the spell as we catch up with Mr. Malfoy." Snape and Dumbledor swept off to the bed where Draco was sitting, and Hermione went up to her friend's bed.
"Oh Ron, you are such a dunderhead. Ennervate." Ron's blue eyes snapped and he looked around confused for a second before seeing Hermione.
"Hermione, what's going on?" his voice was horse and he didn't seem to remember what had happened.
"Ron, don't you remember? You attacked Draco, I had to stun you, and you were going to kill him." He was about to say something but she continued, tears escaping her eyes, "I'm sorry Ron, I was so scared and you wouldn't stop I had to." She collapsed against him and he hugged her tightly.
"Its ok Hermione, I'm the sorry one, I'm sorry I scared you so much I don't know what got into me, that git rubs me the wrong way. I'm sorry." Madam Pomfrey came from her office and saw the added student, the two professors and the crying Hermione.
"Miss Granger I asked you to fetch me when Mr. Malfoy awoke, Mr. Weasley I believe your fine to leave, just don't over-exert yourself. Now leave this isn't a social spot. And your upsetting Miss Granger, so scoot!" Ron squeezed Hermione's shoulder and left whispering 'we'll talk later' into Hermione's ear.
Hermione was about to slip away and follow Ron when Dumbledor called her to the bed where Draco was sitting eating chocolate.
"Miss Granger, since it seems Mr. Malfoy wasn't awake for the duration of the fight, we wonder what went on. Do you think you could tell us, from the beginning?" Dumbledor motioned for her to sit on the end of Draco's bed and she sat feeling uncomfortable, Snape, Draco, Pomfrey and Dumbledor were all watching her waiting. Hermione was used to answering questions for teachers, but everyone but the teacher usually ignored her during those times. But now four pairs of eyes were staring at her.
"Madame Pomfrey had just asked up to leave the hospital wing and I bumped into Ron on the way down." Hermione recounted the whole experience, omitting the swearwords and tried to remain controlled.
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"Ginny!" Harry called through the door to the fifth year girl dorms. This was starting to get on his nerves, Ginny refused to leave her room and no one seemed to want to help Harry in getting her out. "Come on Ginny, why are you mad at me?" finally after twenty minutes of calling through the door he got a response. Something heavy and solid hit the door, hard. The result was a large dent that showed on the outside. "Fine I give up! Rot if you like!" Harry screamed at the door and kicked it as hard as he could. He got stares from a group of third years leaving their dorm but just stomped off to the common room.
When he reached the common room and sat in front of the fire, Ron was walking in. Harry almost called him over but remembered the little 'chat' they had had the night before and thought against it. But to his surprise Ron searched the room and set out to sit in the armchair next to Harry's.
"You wont believe what just happened." Ron said as if they weren't fighting, as if he hadn't exploded at Harry only last night. Harry was about to say something rude back but was intrigued by what had made Ron forget their quarrel so easily.
"What? Did you find out the last two days never happened and this has all been a sick twisted joke?" Harry said throwing a piece of newspaper into the roaring fire and watching it go up in flames. He was trying to act uninterested but couldn't help but lean over a bit as Ron spoke of what had happened up in the hospital wing corridor.
".and when she revived me Malfoy was talking with Dumbledor and Hermione was crying because she thought I was going to kill him. You'd think she would be more worried about me getting kicked out rather then me killing Malfoy. But that strangest thing was the laughing. They were both laughing, and not fake laughing I could tell both of them were all flushed and out of breathe. Then he helped her up. It was like that twilight show you showed me, like everything was wrong in my vision but like normal for them. When I left she was sitting on Malfoy's bed." Ron finished out of breath; he had divulged the whole story quickly and without stopping. Harry felt anger rise up in him as his mind cooked up a suspicious concoction.
"You know what I think?" Harry said, teeth clenched, staring into the fire fiercely as if it were Draco Malfoy and his eyes could explode him upon sighting him. "I think Hermione had been as crooked as me, and I think Malfoy is who she has been with. He was there this morning, on about Hermione's bag. Pomfrey let him in over me, and he gave me this smug little look." Harry stood and started to pace the hearth. Ron stood and grabbed his friend's shoulder forcing him to stop and face him.
"Harry, think about what you just said. Hermione would never do that in a hundred years, she loved you and she would have rather die then do to you what you did to her. I don't want to hear anything along those lines from you again, and if I do, I'm not sticking around." Again Ron left Harry fuming and alone.
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Hermione said goodbye to the headmaster and her Potions master and turned back to Draco. As soon as the professors had left he had slumped back into his pillows defeated.
"Are you in a lot of pain Draco?" Hermione asked standing up from the foot of the bed and moving to sit next to him, pulling the covers higher up on his chest and putting her cool hand on his arm.
"I'm fine, don't fuss." She stood up again and moved to leave.
"I'll get Pomfrey, she'll have something for the pain in her stores. She usually doesn't heal fighting bruised but I think this can be an acceptation." She stopped at his warm hand on her wrist.
"Don't go, I'll be fine, just." he looked away and then back then away again. Hermione sat back down on the bed and tried to understand his being timid. Suddenly Draco Malfoy, cool and collected Draco Malfoy was being shy about something.
"What's wrong Draco?" Hermione asked when he finally looked back at her. A battle going on behind his eyes. "Are you ok?" she could feel his pulse raging from his hand around her wrist and she could see him preparing for something.
"I will be." He said, and then pulled her by her wrist towards him, pulling her against his chest and captured her lips with his. For a second Hermione couldn't respond, she was shocked her heart skipped a beat and then she was kissing him back. His hand left her wrist and crept to the back of her neck deepening the kiss by bringing her closer to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and they kissed like this till they were out of breath.
"There all better." Draco whispered against her skin as he struggled for a breath. And then started it all again.
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