A/N…sorry to keep you all waiting…here's the next chapter!
Disclaimer…I am JK Rowling…no j/k…so why would I have written the books?
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Hermione returned to her room to think, Draco and Ron were both lying unconscious in the hospital wing. She wanted to run and comfort both of them but knew that if she went to Draco, her cover would be blown.
The confused Gryffindor sat back in the armchair with a sigh. Her classes had been easy so far this year, but still very stressful, and adding the Head Girl duties and now this, Hermione was on the edge of a breakdown.
She heard a knock at the door, "Hermione?"
"Come in Harry." She called, getting up from the chair.
The Boy Who Lived came into her room and walked over to her. "He's awake."
Hermione had the urge to ask who was awake but knew who Harry was talking about, her hard-headed, red-headed friend was awake.
"Stupid git Malfoy is still unconscious though." He laughed.
Hermione felt a sinking in her heart as she heard her best friend talk about the boy she liked that way but she steadied herself. 'He doesn't know Hermione, he doesn't know.'
"Well, should we go see Ron then?" She asked, fighting the urge to cry again.
"Yeah, he wanted to see you when he woke up, but Madam Pomfrey wouldn't have it." Harry smirked, knowing what Ron was going to do when Hermione got there.
Hermione forced her best smile, although her insides were squirming. She hooked Harry by the arm and they walked to the hospital wing in silence. When they arrived Draco was laying on the bed at the far end of the room, still unconscious but Ron was sitting up and smiling.
"Hey Hermione, good game wasn't it?" He grinned.
Hermione had to laugh, he had just been knocked out cold and yet he was still joking around as if it were nothing. "Great game Ron, how are you doing?"
"Not bad, just a little sore, nothing Poppy can't fix." He laughed as Madam Pomfrey scowled at him but went back to mending his wounds. Once she was done and had gone to work on Draco, Ron patted the chair next to him and motioned for Hermione to sit down. Not being able to disobey her best friend she did so. Harry walked over to Ron.
"Well Ron, I'm going to go up and finish celebrating with the rest of the house." He laughed and patted his friend's shoulder then turned and walked away, mouthing what looked like 'good luck' to Ron as he left.
Hermione noticed that they were all alone beyond the comatose form of Draco, as Madam Pomfrey had gone into her office for a bit. Ron began to speak.
"Hermione…lately I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. I know that I shouldn't be feeling like this, but I am. Hermione, I think I love you." He whispered.
Hermione felt like fainting, Ron had just declared love for her, this could get ugly.
"Ron," She began, but he stopped her.
"Hermione, let me finish. I know it isn't much, but I bought you something." He reached over to the bedside table and grabbed a ring box, handing it to Hermione. She opened it and gasped.
Inside the box was a silver ring, there was a stone in the middle that Hermione recognized as her birthstone. Her heart sank lower in her chest.
"Oh, Ron. Its beautiful." She whispered.
"Like you." He smiled. "Hermione, I love you."
She felt like bursting into tears, but knew she couldn't do that in front of Ron. "I love you too Ron." She didn't mean to say it, but felt compelled to. Even though she meant it platonically, she knew he wouldn't take it that way.
Ron smiled and blushed, "When I get better, I'm going to treat you like the queen you are Hermione. I promise."
Hermione couldn't say anything, so she nodded and stood up, walking out of the room. Ron figured that she was just overwhelmed, which she was, but with different thoughts than what he was thinking.
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Hermione only left her room to go to classes that week, and by then Draco had woken up. Ron had been released from the hospital wing and had tried talking to Hermione but to no avail. She had not even talked to Harry or Ginny at all, and had taken all meals in her room.
"Why? Why me!" She screamed into her pillow.
She looked at the ring on her finger that Ron had given her and began to cry again. Why was all this happening to her? She knew that Draco was awake and was afraid to go to the hospital wing incase she raised suspicion but she knew she had to sooner or later.
She threw on her robes and walked to the hospital wing, not meeting anyone on her way. It was a Sunday, so most of the students were outside in the bright October sunshine. She approached Draco cautiously, he was sleeping.
"Draco," She nudged him. He woke up and rubbed his eyes.
"Hey sleepy head." She laughed.
"Granger, what are you doing here Mudblood?" He asked.
"Oh, Hermione. I forgot to tell you, he lost some of his recent memory. We have to just wait for it to come back." Madam Pomfrey said, watching the look of misery come across the Head Girl's face.
"Oh." She whispered, holding back the hot tears threatening to roll down her cheeks.
She nodded and got up, leaving Draco with a questioning scowl on his face.
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"Harry, what do you think is wrong with her?" Ron asked his friend during charms.
"No clue Ron, maybe she's just shy, or overwhelmed, or something like that." Harry shrugged.
"Well, whatever it is, I need to help her." Ron sighed, looking at Hermione who was sitting at the end of the table not really paying attention to what she was doing.
"Ron don't, maybe she just needs to get over it herself." Harry said.
"Well, I hope she gets over it soon, there's a Hogsmeade trip coming up!" Ron said.
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Draco still hadn't recovered from his amnesia but he was slowly getting there. Madam Pomfrey wouldn't let him return to his room until he was 100 percent better. So one day Hermione went to visit him to see if he was any better. He was awake this time when she came in.
"Draco?"
"Hermione?" He answered. Hermione felt her heart soar, he was back to normal.
"Are you okay?" She asked, walking over and sitting on the bed.
"I think, but I really can't remember anything. Just what people have told me."
"Do you remember…" She paused, blushing.
"Yes." He nodded, smiling. "I remember, I'm sorry I forgot."
Her heart went back to its normal place in her chest, he was back to normal.
Later that day Madam Pomfrey let Draco out of the hospital wing and let him live his life again, but he didn't realize how different it would really turn out to be.
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Love and Fluff,
Natalie
Disclaimer…I am JK Rowling…no j/k…so why would I have written the books?
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Hermione returned to her room to think, Draco and Ron were both lying unconscious in the hospital wing. She wanted to run and comfort both of them but knew that if she went to Draco, her cover would be blown.
The confused Gryffindor sat back in the armchair with a sigh. Her classes had been easy so far this year, but still very stressful, and adding the Head Girl duties and now this, Hermione was on the edge of a breakdown.
She heard a knock at the door, "Hermione?"
"Come in Harry." She called, getting up from the chair.
The Boy Who Lived came into her room and walked over to her. "He's awake."
Hermione had the urge to ask who was awake but knew who Harry was talking about, her hard-headed, red-headed friend was awake.
"Stupid git Malfoy is still unconscious though." He laughed.
Hermione felt a sinking in her heart as she heard her best friend talk about the boy she liked that way but she steadied herself. 'He doesn't know Hermione, he doesn't know.'
"Well, should we go see Ron then?" She asked, fighting the urge to cry again.
"Yeah, he wanted to see you when he woke up, but Madam Pomfrey wouldn't have it." Harry smirked, knowing what Ron was going to do when Hermione got there.
Hermione forced her best smile, although her insides were squirming. She hooked Harry by the arm and they walked to the hospital wing in silence. When they arrived Draco was laying on the bed at the far end of the room, still unconscious but Ron was sitting up and smiling.
"Hey Hermione, good game wasn't it?" He grinned.
Hermione had to laugh, he had just been knocked out cold and yet he was still joking around as if it were nothing. "Great game Ron, how are you doing?"
"Not bad, just a little sore, nothing Poppy can't fix." He laughed as Madam Pomfrey scowled at him but went back to mending his wounds. Once she was done and had gone to work on Draco, Ron patted the chair next to him and motioned for Hermione to sit down. Not being able to disobey her best friend she did so. Harry walked over to Ron.
"Well Ron, I'm going to go up and finish celebrating with the rest of the house." He laughed and patted his friend's shoulder then turned and walked away, mouthing what looked like 'good luck' to Ron as he left.
Hermione noticed that they were all alone beyond the comatose form of Draco, as Madam Pomfrey had gone into her office for a bit. Ron began to speak.
"Hermione…lately I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. I know that I shouldn't be feeling like this, but I am. Hermione, I think I love you." He whispered.
Hermione felt like fainting, Ron had just declared love for her, this could get ugly.
"Ron," She began, but he stopped her.
"Hermione, let me finish. I know it isn't much, but I bought you something." He reached over to the bedside table and grabbed a ring box, handing it to Hermione. She opened it and gasped.
Inside the box was a silver ring, there was a stone in the middle that Hermione recognized as her birthstone. Her heart sank lower in her chest.
"Oh, Ron. Its beautiful." She whispered.
"Like you." He smiled. "Hermione, I love you."
She felt like bursting into tears, but knew she couldn't do that in front of Ron. "I love you too Ron." She didn't mean to say it, but felt compelled to. Even though she meant it platonically, she knew he wouldn't take it that way.
Ron smiled and blushed, "When I get better, I'm going to treat you like the queen you are Hermione. I promise."
Hermione couldn't say anything, so she nodded and stood up, walking out of the room. Ron figured that she was just overwhelmed, which she was, but with different thoughts than what he was thinking.
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Hermione only left her room to go to classes that week, and by then Draco had woken up. Ron had been released from the hospital wing and had tried talking to Hermione but to no avail. She had not even talked to Harry or Ginny at all, and had taken all meals in her room.
"Why? Why me!" She screamed into her pillow.
She looked at the ring on her finger that Ron had given her and began to cry again. Why was all this happening to her? She knew that Draco was awake and was afraid to go to the hospital wing incase she raised suspicion but she knew she had to sooner or later.
She threw on her robes and walked to the hospital wing, not meeting anyone on her way. It was a Sunday, so most of the students were outside in the bright October sunshine. She approached Draco cautiously, he was sleeping.
"Draco," She nudged him. He woke up and rubbed his eyes.
"Hey sleepy head." She laughed.
"Granger, what are you doing here Mudblood?" He asked.
"Oh, Hermione. I forgot to tell you, he lost some of his recent memory. We have to just wait for it to come back." Madam Pomfrey said, watching the look of misery come across the Head Girl's face.
"Oh." She whispered, holding back the hot tears threatening to roll down her cheeks.
She nodded and got up, leaving Draco with a questioning scowl on his face.
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"Harry, what do you think is wrong with her?" Ron asked his friend during charms.
"No clue Ron, maybe she's just shy, or overwhelmed, or something like that." Harry shrugged.
"Well, whatever it is, I need to help her." Ron sighed, looking at Hermione who was sitting at the end of the table not really paying attention to what she was doing.
"Ron don't, maybe she just needs to get over it herself." Harry said.
"Well, I hope she gets over it soon, there's a Hogsmeade trip coming up!" Ron said.
*****
Draco still hadn't recovered from his amnesia but he was slowly getting there. Madam Pomfrey wouldn't let him return to his room until he was 100 percent better. So one day Hermione went to visit him to see if he was any better. He was awake this time when she came in.
"Draco?"
"Hermione?" He answered. Hermione felt her heart soar, he was back to normal.
"Are you okay?" She asked, walking over and sitting on the bed.
"I think, but I really can't remember anything. Just what people have told me."
"Do you remember…" She paused, blushing.
"Yes." He nodded, smiling. "I remember, I'm sorry I forgot."
Her heart went back to its normal place in her chest, he was back to normal.
Later that day Madam Pomfrey let Draco out of the hospital wing and let him live his life again, but he didn't realize how different it would really turn out to be.
*****
A/N…there…no more waiting…hope ya like it! Feel free to tell me what you think through an IM er an e-mail, and please, of course…REVIEW!
Love and Fluff,
Natalie