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Hermionie left Ron and the rest of the hall staring at her. Even the Slitherins couldn't believe their ears. For once Pansy seemed to have also run out of words
to say and a few silent minutes later the Griffindors, Slitherins and a few people from other houses herd Pansy utter something like…
"Looks like she's been hanging around Draco a little too long."
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Hermionie reached the infirmary. Not once had she looked back. Not once had she cared. It didn't matter anymore. 'What was said was said, what was done was
done, nothing there can be done now'. Her grandfather had said that to her a lot when he had been alive. Now she found that it fit her situation perfectly.
Draco hadn't moved or stirred at all the last few hours. Madam Pomfrey would have shooed her out with Draco's admirers (surprisingly there were some from
Huffelpuff and Ravenclaw. Almost as many as there were from Slytherin!) had she not been head girl.
Hermionie wouldn't have missed classes for the world but almost every minute in between she went directly to Draco. For some reason she felt as if it ere her
fault and also because the 16 year old girl in her wished to have some eye candy and the best place to get it was the bed of the extremely handsome Slytherin
seeker :-).
*Hee Hee wishing I was her… Hey! a girl can dream can't she??… oh Draco…sigh…*
Madam Pomfrey said that they had tried almost every potion and antidote they could find but it did no good.
"by the looks of it young Malfoy has been hit very hard by two powerful spells at the same time, and until I find out what they were we cannot let our hopes rise for
him" Said Madam Pomfry.
Hermionie way shocked. "But Madam Pomfry I know some curing spells I could do something, I could help!"
Madam Pomfry stiffened at the fact that Hermionie thought she knew her own trade better that herself. "My patient is injured enough and I don't' need underage
witches performing potentially dangerous spells on him!" She said harshly. "Now out you go, I know you want ho help Ms. Granger" she said more kindly, " but you
must go!"
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Hermionie would have completely cracked if on the last Saturday they had to go to practice but luckily the absence of the lead boy had practices canceled.
The rest of the week inched by for Hermionie but she bravely took all the stares and whispers. Luckily for her pansy was still unconscious in the hospital wing or she
would have been giving Hermionie a hell of an unbearable time. Harry had one or twice asked if she was okay but after getting death glares from Ron he stopped.
Ron had once or twice thrown some angry remarks at Hermionie, but otherwise he completely ignored her existence.
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At the end of the day on Wednesday Dumbeldor called a free week for the rest of the week due to the fact that most of the teachers had come down with a strange
bout of wizards flu.
since Hermionie knew that she wasn't safe from unwelcome guests anywhere but the head boy/girl dormitories that was the place she went but not before visiting the
library.
She walked at a brisk pace so that she wouldn't have to sty in the penetrating glares of her former friends. As she neared the library a small plump figure rushed
towards her. Before she could o anything she was on the ground and so were her books and the person. She slowly lifted her aching head to see that it was...
" Neville!" (SP??) "Where are you going to in such a hurry?!?"
"I- I- I-, no- nothing!, I- I- didn't do a- anything! it's not m- my fault they made me!" stuttered Neville.
" Neville," she said in a sweet voice, she knew that Neville sort of fancied her, "what exactly did ithey/i make you do?"
"w- well they...Promise you won't get mad at me " he said pleadingly.
"yes, of corse, you can tell me anything and everything! I'm still Hermionie Granger! ok, tell you what, lets go into the head's common room and you can tell me
there."
"Ok, Hermionie" he said more confidently. So Hermionie went into the Dungeons where she had discovered a secret passage to their common room. Hermionie
chose this rout because she knew there were a lot of turns to recognize and luckily if she ever got lost she knew a spell which she found in 'Hogwarts: a history'
which she could recite under her breath to point her to the right direction. Neville however jumped at every sudden movement and small sound.
when they finally reached the common rooms Neville was tiered from all the walking and Hermionie was anxious to find out exactly who they were and what Neville hadn't ment to do. Once they were seated comfortably in the armchairs Hermionie started talking.
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Hermionie left Ron and the rest of the hall staring at her. Even the Slitherins couldn't believe their ears. For once Pansy seemed to have also run out of words
to say and a few silent minutes later the Griffindors, Slitherins and a few people from other houses herd Pansy utter something like…
"Looks like she's been hanging around Draco a little too long."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hermionie reached the infirmary. Not once had she looked back. Not once had she cared. It didn't matter anymore. 'What was said was said, what was done was
done, nothing there can be done now'. Her grandfather had said that to her a lot when he had been alive. Now she found that it fit her situation perfectly.
Draco hadn't moved or stirred at all the last few hours. Madam Pomfrey would have shooed her out with Draco's admirers (surprisingly there were some from
Huffelpuff and Ravenclaw. Almost as many as there were from Slytherin!) had she not been head girl.
Hermionie wouldn't have missed classes for the world but almost every minute in between she went directly to Draco. For some reason she felt as if it ere her
fault and also because the 16 year old girl in her wished to have some eye candy and the best place to get it was the bed of the extremely handsome Slytherin
seeker :-).
*Hee Hee wishing I was her… Hey! a girl can dream can't she??… oh Draco…sigh…*
Madam Pomfrey said that they had tried almost every potion and antidote they could find but it did no good.
"by the looks of it young Malfoy has been hit very hard by two powerful spells at the same time, and until I find out what they were we cannot let our hopes rise for
him" Said Madam Pomfry.
Hermionie way shocked. "But Madam Pomfry I know some curing spells I could do something, I could help!"
Madam Pomfry stiffened at the fact that Hermionie thought she knew her own trade better that herself. "My patient is injured enough and I don't' need underage
witches performing potentially dangerous spells on him!" She said harshly. "Now out you go, I know you want ho help Ms. Granger" she said more kindly, " but you
must go!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hermionie would have completely cracked if on the last Saturday they had to go to practice but luckily the absence of the lead boy had practices canceled.
The rest of the week inched by for Hermionie but she bravely took all the stares and whispers. Luckily for her pansy was still unconscious in the hospital wing or she
would have been giving Hermionie a hell of an unbearable time. Harry had one or twice asked if she was okay but after getting death glares from Ron he stopped.
Ron had once or twice thrown some angry remarks at Hermionie, but otherwise he completely ignored her existence.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
At the end of the day on Wednesday Dumbeldor called a free week for the rest of the week due to the fact that most of the teachers had come down with a strange
bout of wizards flu.
since Hermionie knew that she wasn't safe from unwelcome guests anywhere but the head boy/girl dormitories that was the place she went but not before visiting the
library.
She walked at a brisk pace so that she wouldn't have to sty in the penetrating glares of her former friends. As she neared the library a small plump figure rushed
towards her. Before she could o anything she was on the ground and so were her books and the person. She slowly lifted her aching head to see that it was...
" Neville!" (SP??) "Where are you going to in such a hurry?!?"
"I- I- I-, no- nothing!, I- I- didn't do a- anything! it's not m- my fault they made me!" stuttered Neville.
" Neville," she said in a sweet voice, she knew that Neville sort of fancied her, "what exactly did ithey/i make you do?"
"w- well they...Promise you won't get mad at me " he said pleadingly.
"yes, of corse, you can tell me anything and everything! I'm still Hermionie Granger! ok, tell you what, lets go into the head's common room and you can tell me
there."
"Ok, Hermionie" he said more confidently. So Hermionie went into the Dungeons where she had discovered a secret passage to their common room. Hermionie
chose this rout because she knew there were a lot of turns to recognize and luckily if she ever got lost she knew a spell which she found in 'Hogwarts: a history'
which she could recite under her breath to point her to the right direction. Neville however jumped at every sudden movement and small sound.
when they finally reached the common rooms Neville was tiered from all the walking and Hermionie was anxious to find out exactly who they were and what Neville hadn't ment to do. Once they were seated comfortably in the armchairs Hermionie started talking.