Chapter 3

Recovery

Hermione, The face that screamed, was in total shock. Suddenly, she

snapped out of it and said to Harry (the other face)

"Harry, go. I know how to deal with this. Put a magical barrier 2

metres around this compartment so that even you can't come in because this

is a very dangerous spell. Then go find Ron and sit with him. Don't tell him

or anyone else about this. I can handle it. I will see you either in around

ten minutes or at the feast, depending on how well it works."

Harry nodded and did as he was told. He was slightly suspicious

and very curious, but he knew that he could trust Hermione.

Hermione breathed deeply. She was about to perform a particularly

complex spell that she had never tried, just read about. It included transferring

some blood from her arm into his and then sealing both wounds. She began.

Muttering incantations and cutting the air in intricate patterns with her wand,

the spell took about two minutes to complete and completely tired Hermione

out. Draco turned over, fell to the floor and groaned. Hermione turned. Her

work there was done. She left.

*~~*~~*

Draco groaned. He had hit the floor quite hard and his side hurt,

which meant, after confusing thinking, that he was still alive. He opened his

eyes a little with great difficulty and saw a nest of brown, bushy hair

disappear out of the door.

*~~*~~*

Hermione walked calmly but tiredly into her friends ' compartment,

and, seeing Harry being thrashed by Ron yet again in a game of Wizard's

Chess, sighed and said

"Hi guys." They both replied distractedly, and Harry raised his bushy

eyebrows at her. She understood and nodded.

"Right." She said to no-one in particular while flopping down onto

the window seat next to Harry. "Who's side am I on?"

A/N A bit longer, but it will get longer if you review!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (hint hint I won't update until I get two reviews hint hint)