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Chapter 3: An Accident and a Note

Hermione was taken out of the hospital wing the next day, as that there was no possible way to cure her scar. Malfoy, however, faked it and begged to stay in there for another day so that he could skip his classes with an alibi.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron walked to their next class, Potions. The bell was going to ring any moment so they quickened their pace.

"Get inside, NOW!" barked a voice coming from Snape's dungeon. "I should give you detention for that, but I'll let it go this time." Snape said.

The three unpacked their supplies at a nearby table and waited for Snape's instructions.

"Today I'll be dividing you up in pairs to work on the Invisibility Potion, which is almost N.E.W.T. level. Follow the instructions on the board correctly, and you shall get a thick, electric blue colored potion, which can be drunk to give the drinker the powers to become invisible for 30 minutes. However, it must sit out for a full day, so we will be testing these tomorrow." Snape explained, and pulled out a roll of parchment. He began reading names from it for the partners.

He finished with "...Finnegan and Bullstrode, Weasley and Goyle, Potter and Crabbe, Longbottom and Parkingson, Granger and Malfoy."

Hermione gritted her teeth. 'Great, I get to spend my whole potions class with Malfoy.' she thought as she slowly moved her things to Malfoy's table. He edged away from her slightly.

"Why do I have to spend this stupid class with a stupid Mudblood like you?" He glared.

"Just shut up, I don't like it any better than you do. Let's just get to work." Hermione replied, sighing. They began to work in silence on their potion for about ten minutes. Draco grabbed a jar of a pale white powder.

"Malfoy, that's not the newt tail. This is." Hermione lifted up a green-yellow jar.

"No, this is. Stop pretending you own the world, Granger!" Malfoy yelled.

"What is your problem? I'm just trying to stop you from ruining our project!" Hermione said back as she rolled her eyes.

"Well, I don't care." Draco said, and poured the contents of the powder into their potion. "Malfoy, no-!" Hermione started to say, but was cut off by a loud bubbling noise. Draco ducked as the potion exploded and hit Hermione full-force as she fell over.

"HERMIONE!" Harry and Ron ran over to see if she was okay. Harry found her wrist and said, "She still has a pulse."

Snape walked over to where the explotion was and said, "Take her to the hospital wing, Mr. Malfoy."

"But-" Ron said. "Silence, Weasley. Just go, Draco." Snape replied.

Draco made a stretcher for Hermione and began walking out the door to the hospital wing. Maybe she was right...Draco knew he had not listened to her, and that it was his fault she was now unconcious. 'Wait, don't start feeling sorry for her, she deserves this.' he thought. 'No she doesn't, Malfoy, and you know it. Stop acting like such a git!' he argued with himself.

He arrived at the hospital wing and placed Hermione in a bed. Draco explained to Madam Pomfrey what had happened and left to go back to Potions.

The next day, Malfoy walked into the Great Hall for breakfast with Goyle and Crabbe. He glanced over at the Gyrffindor table and found the Hermione was there, talking and laughing to Potter and Weasley. Draco felt a pang of jealousy...what wouldn't he give to be sitting over there, joking around with her. Wait, no. 'I HATE that stupid mudblood! Don't even think that, Malfoy.' Angry with himself, he sat down and started eating his porridge and toast.

"Hey Draco, you got a letter." Draco turned around and looked at the speaker, Goyle. He saw the big, dark brown owl with a piece of rumpled paper in his beak, so he grabbed the letter.

"Oh, thanks." He grabbed the letter and looked at the front of it. There was nothing but a smudge of ink, barely ledgible, that spelled out "Draco Malfoy". He shrugged and ripped it open.

iBe in the Forbidden Forest tonight at midnight, just near the third oak tree. Tell no one about this./i

'What the-?!' Draco thought. Most likely it's that freak Pansy, wanting to make out or something. Oh, what the heck, he might as well go. He had nothing better planned.

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Hermione laughed as Ron almost hit himself in the head with the plate of sausages. Geez, he could really eat.

"Waztha owlere for?" Ron sputtered through a mouthful of toast.

"Say that again in English?" Hermione answered, rolling her eyes.

Ron swallowed and quickly said again, "What's that owl here for?"

Hermione and Harry turned around and saw a large owl with mahogany feathers and a stuck-up expression holding out a letter to Hermione. She removed it from the string on its foot, and it flew off again. Hermione opened the letter and read:

iMeet us in the Forbidden Forest, past the third oak tree. Be there at midnight and tell no one about this./i

Hermione reread it, looking for a signature of some sort on the back. There was nothing.

"What is it?" Harry asked her, his eyes questioning.

She quickly remembered the part of the note..."tell no one". "Um...It's a note from my mother. She was just c-checking in on me." Hermione answered. 'Very smooth, Hermione. They'll buy that. Not!' she thought as she mentally slapped herself.

"Oh, ok." Harry shrugged and started up a conversation with Ron about the lastest Quidditch match. Hermione tuned out, and decided that she should just go. After all, if she got into trouble, she would have her wand and she knew just about every spell there was. Well, she hoped she did.

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