Pansy cracked her knuckles menicingly.

"Sod off Pansy," Hermione snapped at her. "You know he never liked you. He only wanted to snogg you."

"Oooooh. You'll pay for that remark, MUDBLOOD!"

They closed in on her. Pansy threw the first punch, straight to the stomache. There was a dull thud and Hermione doubled over. She groaned and fell to the ground. They all started to kick her and punch her. They ripped her dress, pulled her hair, and ruined her shoes.

Thats where Draco came in. He gaped at the sight.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING PANSY??" he screamed at her. He pushed Pansy hard into a bench. He threatened to hit her and she ran taking her friends with her.

Draco lifted Hermione up gently. She had a black eye, her nose was brocked and bleeding, her wrist was broken, her lip was slpit and her dress was torn up. She groaned as Draco took her in his arms.

"Here now, I'll take you to the hospital wing," he said gently. He walked past a sneering Pansy, a shocked Ron, a crying Ginny and and totally pissed off Harry. He walked past Sanpe who only turned his head the other direction. Lecaine offered to help Draco open the door. She accomnied him to the hopital wing. When he got there the shocked nurse said.

"She'll have to spend the night here. Honestly, fighting on the night of the dance. And beating up a poor innocent girl," she shook her head sadly. "It always happens to the nicest people.

Lecaine looked on sadly as the nurse layed her on a bed and began the healing process.

"I will have Dumbledor write a letter home to Miss. Parkinsons family. Now would you like me to take you back to your dromitory? I knoe tihs ahs been hard for you..." she asked apologetically.

"No. Professor, if you and the nurs don't mind, I would like yo stay here nad spend the night with "mione..." he said as he lovingly patted her hand, biting back the tears.

"As you wish," Lecaine left him standing there fondly looking at Hermione.