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Betrayal by Numbers
Chapter 3: Wake Up Call
Hermione woke up with a terrible headache. She didn't open her eyes for a few moments. She tried to remember what happened on the train. Suddenly, it all came flooding back. "Good god! Stupid daydreaming," she mumbled out loud. Hermione still hadn't opened her eyes. Her eyes snapped open and took in her surroundings.
She was in the hospital wing at Hogwarts. She looked down and realized that she was wearing a hospital robe. Hermione lifted her hand to her head to scratch her forehead and found that her head was bandaged. She pulled her hand back down and looked at it. It was covered in blood. 'What? My head!' She looked around, her hair swinging wildly. Madam Pomfrey was so where in sight. Someone else was sitting by her bed side sleeping.
"Malfoy?" Hermione said, surprised to find Draco Malfoy sitting next to her. She looked at him sleeping. 'He looks so innocent like that!' she thought with a grin. She could've slapped herself. 'Malfoy? Innocent? Yeah right.' She kept watching him, content on looking at his beautiful figure.
She hadn't realized how handsome Malfoy had become over the summer. His hair was no longer slicked back. It fell in his eyes. He had a beautiful tan. It was very different from his normal pale self. She saw his eyelashes flutter, and his eyes open. She quickly looked the other way and suddenly became interested in her hands. She couldn't look him the face. 'I just thought about my enemy in a way that I shouldn't have. . . Ron and Harry would kill me. . .'
"Hermione, are you okay?" Draco said in a concerned voice. His eyes were different. Not cold and emotionless, but warm, and welcoming.
"What did you call me?" She said, surprised that he actually called her by her first name.
"Hermione? Isn't that your name?" He asked a grin on his face.
"Well, yes, it's just, you never call me by my first name- Draco," she said with a smile. He smiled right back.
"I don't mean to be mean, but why are you here?" Hermione asked, her brow furrowed. She was trying to remember who or what she ran into.
"You ran into a door of a compartment that I opened. I'm sorry, I didn't see you coming, and I opened the door." He said, a guilty look on his face. He looked at her like she may slap him anytime.
"Oh. . . Well, it isn't your fault, I shouldn't have been running, I was mad." She mumbled, remembering how Harry had treated her. She felt a tear run down her cheek. Draco noticed and laid his hand on hers.
"What's wrong Hermione?" He saw her tears and suddenly looked scared.
"Oh, nothing, nothing at all!" She said quickly, wiping the tear away.
"Okay. . . Do you want to talk about anything at all, I was excused from class for the rest of the day," He said with a grin.
"Nothing really interesting. . ." Hermione mumbled. Then she remembered. "Oh! I haven't told anyone, but my family is going to get bigger!"
"You're going to have a baby? Who would've thought. . ." Draco said with a grin. He stared at her a few moments, until she noticed him.
"Of course not! My Mum is going to have a baby! I'm going to be a big sister!" she said with a toothy smile.
"Oh great, another muggle in the world. . ." Draco mumbled under his breath. Hermione just caught what he said. She had felt comfortable talking to him so far. She felt anger swelling in her chest for the second time today. She knew she must look terrible. Blood all over her head, piercing eyes, and her face must be turning red with anger.
"How dare you, Pureblood prick!" Hermione screamed. She felt her hand rise and slap him crossed the face. She couldn't control herself. He could insult her, but her family? No, that was crossing the line. Draco looked at her in shock for a moment, then promptly got up and left.
'Bastard, he has no right!' Hermione thought, blowing off steam.
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Hermione drifted off into a dreamless sleep. She slept for the rest of the night. She didn't realize that Ron had come into her room halfway through the night, worried about her.
She woke to find Ron watching over her. She jumped up, hitting Ron's head with hers. She yelped with pain and fell backwards. Ron jumped up and let out a whimper.
"Hermione? Are you okay? I'm so so sorry!" Ron asked.
"I'm fine, settle down! I just bumped my head, not a concussion!" She joked.
"Sorry, just, when I heard about you being hurt, I freaked out." Ron said with a weak smile.
At that second, she realized that Harry wasn't there. "Where's Harry gone off too?" She looked back at Ron. He was avoiding her gaze. He looked everywhere except her.
"Ron!? Where is he?!" Hermione asked, more of an order than a question.
"He's off with Mandy. . ." he mumbled, slowly looking towards her. He saw tears forming in her eyes. He wrapped his arms around her and comforted her.
"I ran him off, I totally ruined our relationship! I screamed at him about Cho and how I couldn't take it anymore! He hates me!" Hermione's lip trembled as she was talking.
"You didn't drive him away, he just isn't getting along with anyone right now." Ron said sadly. His eyes surrendered no emotions. It reminded her of a certain blond haired boy.
"Why? Aren't you talking to him?" Hermione said, worried that she ruined Ron's friendship with Harry.
"I told him that he didn't have to be so hard on you, and that I blamed him for you getting hurt." Ron looked around the hospital. He looked nervous about something. He had a look on his face like he was looking at an angel. Then, he made his move. He leaned down so his face was even with her's and leaned in for a kiss.
When their lips touched, a zap of electricity went through her, from head to toe. Ron was so surprised that she didn't pull away, he opened his eyes. He knew it was kind of rude to open you eye's during a kiss, but he had to see her beautiful face. He quickly snapped his eyes closed. It seemed like it lasted forever, but in reality was only a few seconds. When he opened his eyes, Hermione was smiling.
"I think I just got over Harry!" Hermione squealed. She looked at Ron. His eyes were dancing. "Ron, does this mean we're. . . going out?"
Ron looked uncertain for a moment and responded. "I don't know. . ."
"Oh. . ." Hermione mumbled with disappointment.
"Do you want to?" Ron said, a grin on his face.
"Yep!" Hermione pulled Ron into another kiss that lasted several minutes. Little did they both know that someone was hiding in the shadows, green with jealousy.
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