Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter blah, blah, blah…
Authors Note: Sorry about how long it's taken. Haw. I just…didn't really feel like writing. I needed a break anyway. This chapter isn't going to be as long as the others. Sorry -_-;;.
"Who? Wait a minute…didn't he work with Voldemort?" Draco asked.
Hermione blinked. "You're not afraid to say Voldemorts' name?"
Malfoy sighed, "You didn't answer my question."
Hermione frowned. He's back to his old self…
"Hello!? ANSWER ME!" He yelled.
Madame Pomfrey ran in and smacked Malfoy over the head with his pillow, "Quiet down, boy!"
Malfoy almost fell off the bed. "Why you--!"
Hermione heaved a long sigh, "Well, Malfoy, yes, he did work for Voldemort. Anyway, he attacked us and…performed…a memory spell on you…" She faded off.
Malfoy blinked, "Well, it's not like I forgot anything important right?" He asked.
Hermione cringed. Should I tell him? She thought to herself.
"What did I forget?" He asked, annoyed.
"Me…" She whispered.
"What?" He asked again. "Speak up! I'm not on the floor!"
Hermione looked up at him and smiled. "Nothing. You didn't forget…anything."
Malfoy smiled and lay back on his bed. "Good."
Hermione lay back on her own and rolled on her side, not facing Malfoy. I can't tell him…he won't believe me…She sighed. Another thought came to mind. Wait…Voldemort's after Harry…why would he attack me? Why would he make Peter attack me?
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"Hermione, hurry up! We're going to be late for lunch!" Ron yelled as he pulled the confused brunette down the hall. Two weeks had passed since Hermione was in the hospital wing.
"Ron, we are not! Lunch doesn't start for another half an hour!" She yelled.
He sighed and stopped. Turning to face her, he said, "But you see, I want the first serving of mashed potatoes! I hear they're best…"
Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Hermione! Ron!"
The two turned around to see Harry.
Hermione smiled. "Hello, Harry."
"Well, come on, Potter! Kiss your little girlfriend!"
Hermione looked away from the person who had just spoken.
Harry sighed. "Malfoy, shut up."
Malfoy cocked his head to one side, "That's the best come back you can think up? Pathetic…" And with that, he turned around quickly and walked away.
Ron turned to Hermione, "You all right?"
Hermione smiled at him and nodded. "I just wish…he'd remember…"
Pansy Parkinson walked by. As she did so, she smirked triumphantly at Hermione. "Looks like he's forgotten you…oh," She pretended to be sad as she walked away.
Hermione growled. Ron shook his fist at the blondes back.
After lunch, Hermione, Ron, and Harry decided to go visit Hagrid. "Oh, guys, hang on! I'll be right back!" Hermione yelled as she ran into the girls' bathroom. As she washed her hands, she thought about Malfoy and how he was before they were attacked. "Draco…" She whispered to herself.
As she walked out, she saw Malfoy yelling at Harry and Ron, "She started the rumors! I know she did!" He turned around, hearing the door shut, and saw Hermione, "Mudblood!" He ran over, grabbed her by the shoulders, and slammed her against the wall, "Why are you saying that you and I were—were…TOGETHER?!" He asked, disgusted.
Hermione choked. "I never said that."
Ron grabbed Malfoy's arm and pulled him off of Hermione. "It's true though!"
Hermione's gaze shot to Ron. She mouthed 'No…' as Ron sighed and continued.
"Yea! She's what you forgot, Malfoy! You and her were this close," He had his thumb and index finger a millimeter apart, "To being a couple! You wanna know why you were hurt by Peter too? Because you went outside to talk to her! How can you be such an idiot!?" He yelled.
Malfoy just stared blankly at the red head. "You…you've got to be joking me." He managed to stutter before quickly walking away. "I don't believe it!" He yelled over his shoulder.
Told you that it would be short. Again, sorry. I did this one in a rush…-_-;;