AN: Once again, I'm here!! Oh, and the ironic thing is I was watching TATU's video over the Internet the other day, and it was raining in it!! Despite the girls kissing each other, (Not that I mind, nor do I find perverted thoughts of), it was really good and depicted emotions well!

Oh, and Elmo is not from Sesame Street, it is a nick-name for my friend!! This chappy is short, but I'll have another one out today!!

Happy Christmas!! Cool Hanukah!! Crazy Kwanza!!!

Chapter 7: Night, Yet Again

Hermione awoke in the Hospital Wing, yet again. *What happened?* She thought. She looked around, eyes adjusting to the dark.

She gasped. Draco was sitting in the bed next to her. He had a few scratches on his face. *What happened???* She found herself thinking again. Hermione got up and went in search of Boo-Boo, a dozen donuts would do her good right about now.

"Boo-Boo?" She whispered. Boo-Boo appeared holding a couple logs.

"What is Miz Granger doing!? Miz Granger will be punished for be-ed out late!" The elf looked worried.

"Don't worry, Boo-Boo. I just missed lunch...and dinner. Can you get me some of your donuts, they are my favorite." Hermione pleaded with the elf.

"Miz Granger flatters Boo-Boo. Boo-Boo go gets food for Miz Granger now." The elf rushed away and came back seconds later with a tray full of donuts and a mug of hot mocha-chocolate. (AN: Mmmm....yet again with the Elmo chocolate!! Sorry!!)

"Thanks soo much, Boo! I'll just go back to the Hospital Wing. I kind of blacked out." Hermione whispered as Boo-Boo gathered the logs from the ground.

"Miz Granger be sick!? Miz Granger leave now, before Boo-Boo alarmed Master Dumbledore." Boo-Boo warned.

"I'm gone, Boo-Boo. See you soon!" Hermione ran out the portrait.

Upon arriving at the Infirmary, she found a very angry Madam Pomfrey. When the matron noticed a tray of food in the MIA patient's hands, her expression softened.

"You ^must^ notify me if you're hungry, Ms. Granger!" Madam Pomfrey scolded, as much as one can while whispering because of certain other sleeping patients.

"I'm soooo sorry," Hermione apologized, "I didn't realize. I thought everyone was sleeping. And I like a certain house elf's cooking. I am terribly sorry for scaring you."

"That is fine, Hermione. I'll pull a curtain so your candlelight won't disturb Mr. Malfoy." She took her wand and pointed it at twenty-some candles surrounding her bed, they instantly lit.

"Thank you, Madam." Hermione made her way through the large amounts of candles. A curtain was drawn. She started munching on the warm and gooey and oh-so soft donuts.

~*~*~*~ (AN: I promise I'll get back to her soon with something interesting, but this is Draco's POV, and I think it'll add to your knowledge.)

Draco was sitting on his cot while scribbling a Potions essay. "What Will Happen If Wolfsbane and Pixie Dust Come Together in a Potion? Draco recalled the professor. Suddenly the door whipped open as Madam Pomfrey made her way out to the greenhouses, it shut. He thought she had left and he was alone. He was....dun dun DUN! Wrong!!

Hermione ran in and cast, what Draco believed to be, a faithful charm to be used on obsolete things so you can control them. He opened his mouth to say something jackass-y, but she didn't notice him there.

Draco watched as she appeared to be in a frenzy. She slammed the closet door and listened to....Marilyn Manson?! Draco didn't know much about Muggle radio, but how can one mistake a raspy voice half whispering "The beautiful people, the beautiful people, Ahhh."

He listened as a light tapping against the wall occurred. $Head banging? What happened this time?$

He heard her shout in frustration as the charm seemed to not work. Then a song came on and there was a distinct "PRISSY!" from the closet. He half- smiled. $Obviously wants punk today.$ Then there was a quiet from head banging and then nothing.

The song kept repeating. He listened to the lyrics. $Why would Granger be listening to a song about how tough it is to be a lesbian?$ He wondered. $OH! I get it. Forbidden love. Hmmm....don't tell me she's got it for Potty Head!$

It had been an hour, Draco noticed. Then there was a huge THUD! $Oh, no! That sounded like a 130-pound-I've-passed-out thud. OH HOLY MOLEY AND A POCKET OF GUACAMOLE!!$

He ran and muttered "Alohomora!"

He sprang to action. Hermione was a heap on the ground. $Here we go again$ He thought as he went to alarm Madam Pomfrey. Hermione seemed to be in a dream, she reached for his face and cupped it, then it was like her hands were being pried off, unwanted by Hermione. She tried to keep her hands there, and ended up scratching the hell out of Draco's priceless skin.

~*~*~*~*~ R&R!!!!!!!!!!!