Taking Care of You
Summary: Draco and Hermione are Head Boy and Girl. What happens between them? What's wrong with Draco? How will Hermione react? R/R to find out!
Chapter One
~*Draco's POV*~
I was sitting in the Heads compartment in the Hogwarts Express thinking who's the Head Girl our seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The trip was dull and boring that I even remembered what my father told me.
"Draco, this year, your last year, and you will be the top student of your school, you hear me?" demanded his father, Lucuis Malfoy.
"Yes, father" Draco said coldly.
"You will not let the filthy Mudblood Granger beat you again or you will be punished severely, you will not disgrace our family!" spat his Lucuis.
"Yes father" Draco spat, losing his temper. "It's not like our family's going to be killed because of my grades," he muttered to himself softly.
"Don't you use that tone of voice on my boy!" he shouted.
"Sorry father" he said softly.
"Sorry is not good enough, you should be taught a lesson boy! CRUCIO, bellowed Lucuis as he pointed his wand at Draco.
Draco felt searing pain flow through his body, as he felt like he was being tear in half. He bit his lip and tried not to scream that will give his father the satisfaction. He felt himself falling, as he was released from the curse.
"Do not fail me Draco" he heard his father say as he his footsteps fading away. Then he saw black.
The compartment door and opened and brought me back to reality. When I looked up I saw Hermione Granger standing at the compartment door.
"I should have known", I whispered more likely to myself.
~*Hermione's POV*~
I was talking to my two best friends, Harry and Ron. They just congratulated me for being picked as Head Girl this year.
"Congratulations Mione! Of course me and Harry here are not that surprised, we already knew it's going to be you!" said Ron with a grin.
"And how is that?" I asked
"Come on Mione! Even you should know. You're like the smartest witch in the school", said Harry rolling his eyes.
"Well, yeah, but I wonder who the Head Boy is, its probably Ernie Mcmillican or maybe Terry Boot" I said wonderingly
"Yeah, as long as its not Malfoy! I'll feel so sorry for you if he is, said Ron sympathetically.
"Ron, well don't count on it, he's a stupid git," said Harry
"That's not true really, Harry, Malfoy maybe a insufferable prat but he's pretty smart, but I wish he will not be the Head Boy, I wont be able to finish the year with that git to work with!" I said a-matter-of-factly
A few minutes later I said goodbye to Harry and Ron to go to the Heads Compartment. As I arrived; I tried to peek to see who was inside. I sighed as I saw who it was, "Malfoy" I muttered to myself. But I went on and opened the compartment door and glared at him coldly. He looked up.
"I should have known", Malfoy whispered
"You should have known what?" I asked coldly still glaring at him
"I should have known that you, a Mudblood, would be chosen as Head Girl by our beloved Mudblood loving Headmaster" said Malfoy quietly lacking some confidence.
"Well, its not like I would love spending my whole year with year with an insufferable, insignificant, twitchy little ferret like you, Malfoy!" I shouted at him, still glaring
I waited for another insult to be thrown at me, but Malfoy, the most annoying git in the world, just sighed and didn't say anything. He just leaned his head on the window and closed his eyes. Then, I just noticed that Malfoy was paler than usual. But why do I care. So I decided that I was just going to ignore him the whole trip as I settled down on the seat opposite to him. The lady with the trolley of food came just in time for lunch and I helped myself to some cauldron cakes. I decided not to wake up Malfoy because I didn't want HIM lecturing ME about minding my own business. Half an hour past, and the trip were so getting to boring for comfort. And with that she stood up to change to her school robes so that she can start going to every compartment and tell the other students to also change into their school robes. But she remembered that Malfoy was there and he needs to get out so that she could change.
"Malfoy. Malfoy. er. wake up, I need to change to my school robes, I said loudly.
No answer.
"Malfoy? Wake up!" I said impatiently
Silence.
Losing my patience, I leaned closer to him, so that I can wake him up and I saw that he was shivering and beads of sweat were coming down from for his forehead. Gasping, I began to tap his shoulders to wake him up. He moaned and coughed in response. His breathing turned into short and raspy. I quickly put my hand on his forehead, but then quickly pulled away. He was burning up.
"Granger?" he said weakly, his eyes opening a little then closing it again and his head lolled to the side.
"Oh my God, Malfoy, what happened to you?"
~*Draco's POV*~
Granger was yelling at me. I didn't care. I know I'm a git. A prat. A pain in the arse. I already know that. I want to change, but I know no one will give me a chance. It's because of my father He made me believe that Muggle- borns are filths. But they're not. They should be treated like every other witches and wizards. I was just jealous. Potter getting all the attention. Weasley having all those siblings to have fun with. And Granger, having the brains and all her friends. I did want to say something. But I wanted to tell her to shut up. My head keeps hurting. And her shouting is making it hurt more. I don't know why but suddenly it does. I leaned my head on the window and closed my eyes. Maybe I'm sick. If I am, then why? You're so stupid! I practically yelled to myself, who wont be sick after what you did. Playing Quidditch during the worst weather. During a freaking rainy day with howling wind! Clever idea to take your mind of things. Then not bothering to dry your self. Who won't be sick after that, I asked myself. Then, there comes the Curciatus Curse and beatings, courtesy of your father's disciplinary program. A few minutes later it suddenly felt cold and I felt myself shivering. I decided to pretend to be asleep as the lunch lady came. I wasn't hungry anyways. I tried to sleep even if my head was hurting. Maybe when I hit my head, trying to stay away from my father. I don't know how much time past but I heard Granger saying something.
"Malfoy. Malfoy. er. wake up, I need to change to my school robes, Granger said loudly.
I tried to say something but I felt so tired, I can't even open my eyes. I just stayed put and wished she would shut up.
"Malfoy? Wake up!" Granger said impatiently
My head started hurting again. I started shivering more. I can feel sweat coming down from my forehead. She started tapping my shoulders. I tried to tell her to leave me alone but a sudden stab of pain went to my head and I moaned. God, I'm so weak. Then I tried to talk again but it came out as a cough. I was having hard time breathing. I felt a hand on my forehead. I tried to open my eyes and when I did I saw eyes full of pity, but that cant be..
"Granger?"
But that took a lot of energy as darkness dragged me to unconsciousness.
~*Hermione's POV*~
What's happening to him? Is he faking? You're so stupid his burning up! Do something! Okay, Hermione calm down, you can do this, don't panic.
I laid him at the seat and conjured a towel and a bowl of water. I put the wet towel on his forehead to help the fever to go down. His breathing is still kind of raspy. And his fever is also dangerously high. Good thing the muggle way is helping his fever to go down a bit.
A few minutes later, his fever had gone down and his breathing was back to normal. I took a glanced at my watch and gasped.
"We'll be arriving at Hogwarts any minute now!"
I didn't think, I shook Malfoy violently, that I completely forgot he was sick. He moaned and I was brought back to my senses.
"Malfoy, wake up! We'll be at Hogwarts any minute" I said quickly
Malfoy, slowly opened his eyes, and sat up.
"What happened?" he asked confusedly
"Well, Malfoy, you -, I started but he cut me off.
"It's Draco," he said quietly
~*------*~
"What?" Hermione asked, shocked.
"My. Name. Is. Draco. Not. Malfoy." Draco said patiently
"Malfoy is my father. Hermione, I am NOT my father. I'm Draco," he added.
"Okay, Mal- Draco" said Hermione still confused
Draco put his hands on his temple; his head was still throbbing so badly, he was getting dizzy.
"Are you okay Draco?" Hermione asked concerned
"What happened, I mean, why does my head hurt so bad?" asked Draco
"Um, well, you see, you had a high fever but I think it went down already" Hermione said quietly.
"How?" Draco asked
"Um, I took care of it" Hermione said pointing at the cloth and bowl of water beside the seat.
"Oh, okay, and um. thanks" Draco said
"Your welcome" replied Hermione, glancing at her watch. She gasped and said
"Draco, oh my God, we need to change it to are robes! Now!!!!!"
"Calm down Hermione, I can fix it and please can you stop shouting, my head hurts, okay? Please?" Draco said calmly, and Hermione nodded. Draco took his wand and waved it. After that, Hermione looked at herself and gasped. She was already in her school robes; even her Head Girl Badge is pinned on her chest. She looked at Draco and he was also in his school robes with his Head Boy Badge and everything.
" Where did you learn that?" asked Hermione impressed
"My mom, she does that all the time, you know, when she cant decide what to wear." Draco chuckled putting his wand away and holding his head again.
"Draco, thanks and, um, do you want to call it a truce, you know, 'cause we're going to live with each other anyways?" Hermione said, smiling
"Truce" Draco said quickly.
"Okay, that's good, and we need to get you to the hospital wing - Hermione started.
"No" said Draco
"What do you mean no? God damn it, Draco you were burning up!"
"Hermione, no, I'm fine, I just need some food and rest, okay?"
"Fine, okay"
They didn't talk for the rest of the journey. As they arrived to Hogsmeade, they got in to the Heads carriage and rode to the castle.
Summary: Draco and Hermione are Head Boy and Girl. What happens between them? What's wrong with Draco? How will Hermione react? R/R to find out!
Chapter One
~*Draco's POV*~
I was sitting in the Heads compartment in the Hogwarts Express thinking who's the Head Girl our seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The trip was dull and boring that I even remembered what my father told me.
"Draco, this year, your last year, and you will be the top student of your school, you hear me?" demanded his father, Lucuis Malfoy.
"Yes, father" Draco said coldly.
"You will not let the filthy Mudblood Granger beat you again or you will be punished severely, you will not disgrace our family!" spat his Lucuis.
"Yes father" Draco spat, losing his temper. "It's not like our family's going to be killed because of my grades," he muttered to himself softly.
"Don't you use that tone of voice on my boy!" he shouted.
"Sorry father" he said softly.
"Sorry is not good enough, you should be taught a lesson boy! CRUCIO, bellowed Lucuis as he pointed his wand at Draco.
Draco felt searing pain flow through his body, as he felt like he was being tear in half. He bit his lip and tried not to scream that will give his father the satisfaction. He felt himself falling, as he was released from the curse.
"Do not fail me Draco" he heard his father say as he his footsteps fading away. Then he saw black.
The compartment door and opened and brought me back to reality. When I looked up I saw Hermione Granger standing at the compartment door.
"I should have known", I whispered more likely to myself.
~*Hermione's POV*~
I was talking to my two best friends, Harry and Ron. They just congratulated me for being picked as Head Girl this year.
"Congratulations Mione! Of course me and Harry here are not that surprised, we already knew it's going to be you!" said Ron with a grin.
"And how is that?" I asked
"Come on Mione! Even you should know. You're like the smartest witch in the school", said Harry rolling his eyes.
"Well, yeah, but I wonder who the Head Boy is, its probably Ernie Mcmillican or maybe Terry Boot" I said wonderingly
"Yeah, as long as its not Malfoy! I'll feel so sorry for you if he is, said Ron sympathetically.
"Ron, well don't count on it, he's a stupid git," said Harry
"That's not true really, Harry, Malfoy maybe a insufferable prat but he's pretty smart, but I wish he will not be the Head Boy, I wont be able to finish the year with that git to work with!" I said a-matter-of-factly
A few minutes later I said goodbye to Harry and Ron to go to the Heads Compartment. As I arrived; I tried to peek to see who was inside. I sighed as I saw who it was, "Malfoy" I muttered to myself. But I went on and opened the compartment door and glared at him coldly. He looked up.
"I should have known", Malfoy whispered
"You should have known what?" I asked coldly still glaring at him
"I should have known that you, a Mudblood, would be chosen as Head Girl by our beloved Mudblood loving Headmaster" said Malfoy quietly lacking some confidence.
"Well, its not like I would love spending my whole year with year with an insufferable, insignificant, twitchy little ferret like you, Malfoy!" I shouted at him, still glaring
I waited for another insult to be thrown at me, but Malfoy, the most annoying git in the world, just sighed and didn't say anything. He just leaned his head on the window and closed his eyes. Then, I just noticed that Malfoy was paler than usual. But why do I care. So I decided that I was just going to ignore him the whole trip as I settled down on the seat opposite to him. The lady with the trolley of food came just in time for lunch and I helped myself to some cauldron cakes. I decided not to wake up Malfoy because I didn't want HIM lecturing ME about minding my own business. Half an hour past, and the trip were so getting to boring for comfort. And with that she stood up to change to her school robes so that she can start going to every compartment and tell the other students to also change into their school robes. But she remembered that Malfoy was there and he needs to get out so that she could change.
"Malfoy. Malfoy. er. wake up, I need to change to my school robes, I said loudly.
No answer.
"Malfoy? Wake up!" I said impatiently
Silence.
Losing my patience, I leaned closer to him, so that I can wake him up and I saw that he was shivering and beads of sweat were coming down from for his forehead. Gasping, I began to tap his shoulders to wake him up. He moaned and coughed in response. His breathing turned into short and raspy. I quickly put my hand on his forehead, but then quickly pulled away. He was burning up.
"Granger?" he said weakly, his eyes opening a little then closing it again and his head lolled to the side.
"Oh my God, Malfoy, what happened to you?"
~*Draco's POV*~
Granger was yelling at me. I didn't care. I know I'm a git. A prat. A pain in the arse. I already know that. I want to change, but I know no one will give me a chance. It's because of my father He made me believe that Muggle- borns are filths. But they're not. They should be treated like every other witches and wizards. I was just jealous. Potter getting all the attention. Weasley having all those siblings to have fun with. And Granger, having the brains and all her friends. I did want to say something. But I wanted to tell her to shut up. My head keeps hurting. And her shouting is making it hurt more. I don't know why but suddenly it does. I leaned my head on the window and closed my eyes. Maybe I'm sick. If I am, then why? You're so stupid! I practically yelled to myself, who wont be sick after what you did. Playing Quidditch during the worst weather. During a freaking rainy day with howling wind! Clever idea to take your mind of things. Then not bothering to dry your self. Who won't be sick after that, I asked myself. Then, there comes the Curciatus Curse and beatings, courtesy of your father's disciplinary program. A few minutes later it suddenly felt cold and I felt myself shivering. I decided to pretend to be asleep as the lunch lady came. I wasn't hungry anyways. I tried to sleep even if my head was hurting. Maybe when I hit my head, trying to stay away from my father. I don't know how much time past but I heard Granger saying something.
"Malfoy. Malfoy. er. wake up, I need to change to my school robes, Granger said loudly.
I tried to say something but I felt so tired, I can't even open my eyes. I just stayed put and wished she would shut up.
"Malfoy? Wake up!" Granger said impatiently
My head started hurting again. I started shivering more. I can feel sweat coming down from my forehead. She started tapping my shoulders. I tried to tell her to leave me alone but a sudden stab of pain went to my head and I moaned. God, I'm so weak. Then I tried to talk again but it came out as a cough. I was having hard time breathing. I felt a hand on my forehead. I tried to open my eyes and when I did I saw eyes full of pity, but that cant be..
"Granger?"
But that took a lot of energy as darkness dragged me to unconsciousness.
~*Hermione's POV*~
What's happening to him? Is he faking? You're so stupid his burning up! Do something! Okay, Hermione calm down, you can do this, don't panic.
I laid him at the seat and conjured a towel and a bowl of water. I put the wet towel on his forehead to help the fever to go down. His breathing is still kind of raspy. And his fever is also dangerously high. Good thing the muggle way is helping his fever to go down a bit.
A few minutes later, his fever had gone down and his breathing was back to normal. I took a glanced at my watch and gasped.
"We'll be arriving at Hogwarts any minute now!"
I didn't think, I shook Malfoy violently, that I completely forgot he was sick. He moaned and I was brought back to my senses.
"Malfoy, wake up! We'll be at Hogwarts any minute" I said quickly
Malfoy, slowly opened his eyes, and sat up.
"What happened?" he asked confusedly
"Well, Malfoy, you -, I started but he cut me off.
"It's Draco," he said quietly
~*------*~
"What?" Hermione asked, shocked.
"My. Name. Is. Draco. Not. Malfoy." Draco said patiently
"Malfoy is my father. Hermione, I am NOT my father. I'm Draco," he added.
"Okay, Mal- Draco" said Hermione still confused
Draco put his hands on his temple; his head was still throbbing so badly, he was getting dizzy.
"Are you okay Draco?" Hermione asked concerned
"What happened, I mean, why does my head hurt so bad?" asked Draco
"Um, well, you see, you had a high fever but I think it went down already" Hermione said quietly.
"How?" Draco asked
"Um, I took care of it" Hermione said pointing at the cloth and bowl of water beside the seat.
"Oh, okay, and um. thanks" Draco said
"Your welcome" replied Hermione, glancing at her watch. She gasped and said
"Draco, oh my God, we need to change it to are robes! Now!!!!!"
"Calm down Hermione, I can fix it and please can you stop shouting, my head hurts, okay? Please?" Draco said calmly, and Hermione nodded. Draco took his wand and waved it. After that, Hermione looked at herself and gasped. She was already in her school robes; even her Head Girl Badge is pinned on her chest. She looked at Draco and he was also in his school robes with his Head Boy Badge and everything.
" Where did you learn that?" asked Hermione impressed
"My mom, she does that all the time, you know, when she cant decide what to wear." Draco chuckled putting his wand away and holding his head again.
"Draco, thanks and, um, do you want to call it a truce, you know, 'cause we're going to live with each other anyways?" Hermione said, smiling
"Truce" Draco said quickly.
"Okay, that's good, and we need to get you to the hospital wing - Hermione started.
"No" said Draco
"What do you mean no? God damn it, Draco you were burning up!"
"Hermione, no, I'm fine, I just need some food and rest, okay?"
"Fine, okay"
They didn't talk for the rest of the journey. As they arrived to Hogsmeade, they got in to the Heads carriage and rode to the castle.