Well I had a bit more time then I thought tonight, so I decided to write
another chapter!! YEA!!! Maybe that will make up for possible not being
able to put one up tomorrow. I have TONS of homework due on Tuesday, so
don't worry if there isn't a new one on Monday night. There will be on
Tuesday night. ^_^ Wouldn't leave ya hanging, would I?? Hmmmm... Lol!
Disclaimer: I'm sick of writing this, but I don't wanna get sued cuz I have no money. I don't anything here except the idea.
Hermione woke to the sound of her name being called, and another person hissing angrily. "Leave her alone! She needs her sleep!"
"I'm awake, she mumbled, opening her eyes, only to have a glass of the potion shoved in her face. "Ugh! I feel fine. My head doesn't hurt anymore."
"Drink it, or you'll be in here again later." Madame Pomfrey said. Hermione obeyed and quickly drank it, trying hard not to spit it back out. She looked at Harry and Ron who were standing at the edge of her bed, staring at her worried.
"How are you doing Hermione? Are you alright?" Harry asked. She nodded, the pain in her head and dizziness gone. She moved to get out of the bed.
"No no, you're staying there for awhile. Quite a nasty spell," Madame Pomfrey said as she walked away. Hermione got up anyway.
"I'm fine. I have to go to class."
"Uh, classes are over for the day Hermione," Ron said, pushing her back onto the bed.
"Yeah, it's dinner time now."
"Oh, well in that case I am rather hungry." She said, standing. Madame Pomfrey walked back over, exasperated.
"Fine, but the minute, no, SECOND you get another headache, I want you right back here. Do you understand me?"
"Yes Madame Pomfrey. I don't want another one of those ever again," she shuddered following her friends out the door.
"What happened?" Ron asked as they walked down to the Great Hall.
"I went to my room to lie down and my headache wouldn't go away. So I got up and decided to go to the Hospital Wing. I ran into Sir Nick on the way, and I guess I passed out. He went to get Madame Pomfrey. And then Malfoy found me and helped me get up and-"
"Wait! Did you say Malfoy? As in DRACO Malfoy?" Harry asked. Hermione nodded.
"Yes. Hard to believe isn't it? But Sir Nick came back with Madame Pomfrey and Dumbledore, and Draco helped Madame Pomfrey carry me back to the hospital wing and-"
"He helped CARRY you?" Ron sputtered.
"Will you two shut up and let me finish?" They nodded, in shock. "Well he helped carry me back to the hospital wing and I heard Dumbledore saying something about not knowing what was wrong. There were others there that had the same thing."
"Wow. That's strange."
"Yeah. Draco, I mean Malfoy had a headache too."
"But he wasn't there when we got there," Ron pointed out.
"He wasn't as bad as I was. Remember? He helped get me there." The three of them walked into the noisy of the Great Hall and found their usual seat at the Gryffindor table. Hermione couldn't help but look over at the Slytherin's and see if Draco was there. He was, right between Crabbe and Goyle, laughing. She frowned and sat down, glancing back at him now and then.
Draco had seen them enter the room, his heart leaping almost out of his throat when he saw Hermione alright and walking in with them. He quickly looked down at his food, trying to hide the flush that had crept onto his face. He frowned as he took a bite, confused. 'Why do I feel like this?'
"So Draco, what did you do when you skipped class today?" Pansy asked. Draco shrugged and took a bite.
"I went lay down and then went to the hospital wing to get something for the headache."
"Oh, I'm sure that's all you did," she winked. Draco looked up, blushing.
"What do you mean?" He was afraid someone had found out about his helping Hermione.
"You went into the girls dorm didn't you?" Draco sighed with relief.
"Oh, you caught me," He said, making a face at her. She laughed and Draco snorted, looking over at the Gryffindor table again to see Hermione staring at him. His eyes went wide for a second, unable to hide his momentary surprise. He tried to play it off and looked back at his plate.
Hermione was surprised to see Draco looking at her, and she looked down at her food at the same time, eating it quickly.
"Wow, you sure are in a hurry," Ginny commented. Hermione nodded.
"I have to make up for missing classes today. I don't want to get too far behind on my work." She stood when she was finished. "I'll meet you back in the common room in awhile. I need to go check what I missed today," she said.
"Wait! Hermione, your assignments are on your bed!" Ron called. She turned and nodded her thanks, before walking out the door.
Draco finished his food, and stood to leave. "I have to get some stuff to work on Charms."
"You never worried about that before," Pansy argued, not wanting him to leave.
He shrugged. "I'm bored. I want to do something somewhat productive." He left the table and didn't notice Hermione not in her seat.
After collecting her books and assignment, Hermione went to the one place she knew she could get some quiet, the library. She walked in silence, thinking over the past day, and when she got to the library, sat in her favorite chair by a warm fireplace, well away from any books. She was so engrossed in her book that she never even felt the eyes watching her.
Draco walked into the library and almost groaned when he saw Hermione sitting in a chair. 'She's going to think I'm stalking her or something.' He said, and walked over to the Charms section, pulling out a book he needed to look at. He turned and saw her sitting alone, and the sight warmed his heart. Her hair was like a glowing halo around her face, her hand resting gently on her face. He squinted his eyes, shaking his head. 'WHY do I keep THINKING about HER?' He demanded of himself, not expecting an answer. 'Because I like her.' His eyes went wide as he realized what he had just thought, and was even more shocked when he realized it was true.
'Why though?' He asked, himself, but there was only silence. He tried to make himself feel sick at the thought, but couldn't. 'Come on, Draco Malfoy, liking a MUDBLOOD? It's absurd!' Still nothing, but a strong feeling that he should go talk to her. He sighed and took a deep breathe, walking over to the girl sitting silently in the chair.
'Maybe if I talk to her I'll realize how much I really do hate her, and how foolish I have been. Because there is no way that I like HER.' "Mind if I sit here?" He asked, pointing to a chair.
Hermione glanced up quickly, her eyes wide. She shrugged. "No one is sitting there. I can't stop you." She said, going back to the book, trying to ignore the fact that Draco was being civil towards her.
'Ask her what she's reading you fool.' "What are you reading?"
She glanced up again. "Um, the Troll Battles, for History."
"Sounds boring."
"Actually, it isn't really."
"Oh." 'FOOL! Don't say boring around her. She likes the boring stuff.' Draco winced.
"Are you alright? Is your head bothering you again?" She asked, noticing the wince.
"What? Oh, no. Not at all." He said, sitting back into the chair, and opening the book in his hand. Hermione shrugged and went back to her book. Draco looked over and noticed the way her legs were gracefully tucked under her. He blinked, looking back quickly at his book. 'Don't screw anything up you nitwit! Don't stare at her! She won't like that!' 'Why am I event thinking this?' 'Because, you've grown up, and you realize the error of your ways.' 'That's a lie. I don't make errors.' 'Yes you do, fool.' Draco was having a battle with himself, and never noticed Hermione watching him, with a little smile on her face.
Well, I hope you liked this one too. I personally enjoy Draco's angel and devil in him. ^_^ hehehehee.. It adds a bit of humor I think. Well, things are going to be getting REALLY INTERESTING soon, so stay tuned and be prepared for the unexpected. Or is it? ^_~ Please review if you liked it ^_^
Disclaimer: I'm sick of writing this, but I don't wanna get sued cuz I have no money. I don't anything here except the idea.
Hermione woke to the sound of her name being called, and another person hissing angrily. "Leave her alone! She needs her sleep!"
"I'm awake, she mumbled, opening her eyes, only to have a glass of the potion shoved in her face. "Ugh! I feel fine. My head doesn't hurt anymore."
"Drink it, or you'll be in here again later." Madame Pomfrey said. Hermione obeyed and quickly drank it, trying hard not to spit it back out. She looked at Harry and Ron who were standing at the edge of her bed, staring at her worried.
"How are you doing Hermione? Are you alright?" Harry asked. She nodded, the pain in her head and dizziness gone. She moved to get out of the bed.
"No no, you're staying there for awhile. Quite a nasty spell," Madame Pomfrey said as she walked away. Hermione got up anyway.
"I'm fine. I have to go to class."
"Uh, classes are over for the day Hermione," Ron said, pushing her back onto the bed.
"Yeah, it's dinner time now."
"Oh, well in that case I am rather hungry." She said, standing. Madame Pomfrey walked back over, exasperated.
"Fine, but the minute, no, SECOND you get another headache, I want you right back here. Do you understand me?"
"Yes Madame Pomfrey. I don't want another one of those ever again," she shuddered following her friends out the door.
"What happened?" Ron asked as they walked down to the Great Hall.
"I went to my room to lie down and my headache wouldn't go away. So I got up and decided to go to the Hospital Wing. I ran into Sir Nick on the way, and I guess I passed out. He went to get Madame Pomfrey. And then Malfoy found me and helped me get up and-"
"Wait! Did you say Malfoy? As in DRACO Malfoy?" Harry asked. Hermione nodded.
"Yes. Hard to believe isn't it? But Sir Nick came back with Madame Pomfrey and Dumbledore, and Draco helped Madame Pomfrey carry me back to the hospital wing and-"
"He helped CARRY you?" Ron sputtered.
"Will you two shut up and let me finish?" They nodded, in shock. "Well he helped carry me back to the hospital wing and I heard Dumbledore saying something about not knowing what was wrong. There were others there that had the same thing."
"Wow. That's strange."
"Yeah. Draco, I mean Malfoy had a headache too."
"But he wasn't there when we got there," Ron pointed out.
"He wasn't as bad as I was. Remember? He helped get me there." The three of them walked into the noisy of the Great Hall and found their usual seat at the Gryffindor table. Hermione couldn't help but look over at the Slytherin's and see if Draco was there. He was, right between Crabbe and Goyle, laughing. She frowned and sat down, glancing back at him now and then.
Draco had seen them enter the room, his heart leaping almost out of his throat when he saw Hermione alright and walking in with them. He quickly looked down at his food, trying to hide the flush that had crept onto his face. He frowned as he took a bite, confused. 'Why do I feel like this?'
"So Draco, what did you do when you skipped class today?" Pansy asked. Draco shrugged and took a bite.
"I went lay down and then went to the hospital wing to get something for the headache."
"Oh, I'm sure that's all you did," she winked. Draco looked up, blushing.
"What do you mean?" He was afraid someone had found out about his helping Hermione.
"You went into the girls dorm didn't you?" Draco sighed with relief.
"Oh, you caught me," He said, making a face at her. She laughed and Draco snorted, looking over at the Gryffindor table again to see Hermione staring at him. His eyes went wide for a second, unable to hide his momentary surprise. He tried to play it off and looked back at his plate.
Hermione was surprised to see Draco looking at her, and she looked down at her food at the same time, eating it quickly.
"Wow, you sure are in a hurry," Ginny commented. Hermione nodded.
"I have to make up for missing classes today. I don't want to get too far behind on my work." She stood when she was finished. "I'll meet you back in the common room in awhile. I need to go check what I missed today," she said.
"Wait! Hermione, your assignments are on your bed!" Ron called. She turned and nodded her thanks, before walking out the door.
Draco finished his food, and stood to leave. "I have to get some stuff to work on Charms."
"You never worried about that before," Pansy argued, not wanting him to leave.
He shrugged. "I'm bored. I want to do something somewhat productive." He left the table and didn't notice Hermione not in her seat.
After collecting her books and assignment, Hermione went to the one place she knew she could get some quiet, the library. She walked in silence, thinking over the past day, and when she got to the library, sat in her favorite chair by a warm fireplace, well away from any books. She was so engrossed in her book that she never even felt the eyes watching her.
Draco walked into the library and almost groaned when he saw Hermione sitting in a chair. 'She's going to think I'm stalking her or something.' He said, and walked over to the Charms section, pulling out a book he needed to look at. He turned and saw her sitting alone, and the sight warmed his heart. Her hair was like a glowing halo around her face, her hand resting gently on her face. He squinted his eyes, shaking his head. 'WHY do I keep THINKING about HER?' He demanded of himself, not expecting an answer. 'Because I like her.' His eyes went wide as he realized what he had just thought, and was even more shocked when he realized it was true.
'Why though?' He asked, himself, but there was only silence. He tried to make himself feel sick at the thought, but couldn't. 'Come on, Draco Malfoy, liking a MUDBLOOD? It's absurd!' Still nothing, but a strong feeling that he should go talk to her. He sighed and took a deep breathe, walking over to the girl sitting silently in the chair.
'Maybe if I talk to her I'll realize how much I really do hate her, and how foolish I have been. Because there is no way that I like HER.' "Mind if I sit here?" He asked, pointing to a chair.
Hermione glanced up quickly, her eyes wide. She shrugged. "No one is sitting there. I can't stop you." She said, going back to the book, trying to ignore the fact that Draco was being civil towards her.
'Ask her what she's reading you fool.' "What are you reading?"
She glanced up again. "Um, the Troll Battles, for History."
"Sounds boring."
"Actually, it isn't really."
"Oh." 'FOOL! Don't say boring around her. She likes the boring stuff.' Draco winced.
"Are you alright? Is your head bothering you again?" She asked, noticing the wince.
"What? Oh, no. Not at all." He said, sitting back into the chair, and opening the book in his hand. Hermione shrugged and went back to her book. Draco looked over and noticed the way her legs were gracefully tucked under her. He blinked, looking back quickly at his book. 'Don't screw anything up you nitwit! Don't stare at her! She won't like that!' 'Why am I event thinking this?' 'Because, you've grown up, and you realize the error of your ways.' 'That's a lie. I don't make errors.' 'Yes you do, fool.' Draco was having a battle with himself, and never noticed Hermione watching him, with a little smile on her face.
Well, I hope you liked this one too. I personally enjoy Draco's angel and devil in him. ^_^ hehehehee.. It adds a bit of humor I think. Well, things are going to be getting REALLY INTERESTING soon, so stay tuned and be prepared for the unexpected. Or is it? ^_~ Please review if you liked it ^_^