Physical
by Trephinia Cealyn
Author's Note: I love you guys so much!! It's wonderful come home to an inbox of reviews, I love it so so much! Thanks you guys are the best! Oh and I'm lazy, maybe I'll put up better thanks in the next chapter... it's almost too much for me to write this... ugh.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Besides Draco's pants... hehe.
Chapter 10 | You're Just Too Physical, Oh No, Physical Too Me
Madame Pompfrey was taking Harry's temperature and Hermione and Draco stumbled into the infirmary. Hermione had a look of disgust on her face and Draco had the beginnings of a black eye.
"Oh dear." Madame Pompfrey said, "What happened?"
Hermione glared at Draco, "Well I was walking back from the Common Room when I saw this idiot trip and launch himself down the stairs."
"You didn't have to help me." Draco protested trying to get away from her.
Pompfrey sighed, "Lay down on this bed Mr. Malfoy and let me have a look at you."
"What really happened?" Ron asked in a hushed voice.
Hermione sighed, "He jumped down some stairs figuring he would be able to see Harry quicker." Hermione glared at Draco and shook her head, "He had some pretty crazy ideas, he even wanted me to beat him up at one point.
"Why didn't you just take him here under the invisibility cloak?" Ron asked looking at the boy suspiciously. "He could have even stubbed a toe, he didn't have to throw himself down the stairs.
"Well the great oaf wouldn't even let me explain anything he just hopped down the stairs recklessly and leaned on me the whole entire way here. He even insulted me... but I took care of it." Hermione replied, obviously upset about the whole thing, "I think he was just so concerned about Harry that he wanted to get here as fast as possible and wasn't thinking things through carefully."
"He insulted you." Ron glared at the boy, "I think he and I need to chat. Lay down some ground rules." He looked ready to give Draco another black eye. "He should know not to mess with us Weasleys, I could take him in a second."
"Ron shut up," Hermione said holding onto his arm and shaking her head, "What kind of ground rules are we talking about? I don't want you embarrasing me."
"Like he can't talk to you, touch you, or insult you." Ron replied and headed back to his chair.
"Oh Ron, now you're just being silly." Hermione laughed and followed him, "How's Harry doing?" She sat on the arm of Ron's chair and looked at their friend's unconcious face.
"Well he mumbled a bit a while ago, but other than that he's still unconcious." Ron looked concerned also and he held onto Hermione's hand for support.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow! Could you not do that please?" Draco yelled at Madame Pompfrey pulling her leg away from the mediwitch. He glared at her and rubbed his leg tenderly.
"Well really!" She huffed and snatched his leg away from him, "How am I supposed to help you if you keep whining about it?" She said and prodded him again with her wand, "There you go. It should be better by tomorrow."
Draco tried to look happy about his speedy recovery. He was already scheming other ways to get hurt so he could be here longer than one day, though. Hermione saw the look in his eye and shook her head, hoping he wouldn't want her to get involved.
"Well children, I'm going to let you stay here but if you are too loud and start to bother the other patients I am going to ask you to leave." Pompfrey said to Hermione and Ron and then left.
"Draco if you do anything stupid, I'm not going to help you." Hermione warned and turned back to Harry.
"Whatever." Draco shrugged and slid off his bed wincing as his ankle hit the floor. He limped to Harry's bedside and plunked into a chair.
"Do you want to know who did this?" Ron asked grinning slightly. He seemed to take pleasure in the fact that it was a Slytherin.
Draco narrowed his eyes, "Who?" He asked suspiciously.
"Pansy." Ron said simply, waiting for Draco to blow up.
"WHAT?!" He shouted. Then lowered his voice, "That girl is asking for it. She knows better than to act without my permission." Draco looked very dangerous and he stared at the wall for quite some time.
"Why would she do it?" Hermione asked, hoping he wouldn't yell at her, or get even more angry.
"Well she probably suspect me and Potter of fooling around, and she considers herself my girlfriend which is of course untrue, it was probably a warning of some sort." Draco said mostly to himself not even looking away from the wall.
"I'll kill her." Ron said gritting his teeth and looking at Harry in a protective friend way.
"No, I will, you can watch however." Draco said shortly and gave Ron a challenging look. "She's in my house, and therefore under my jurisdiction. Technically since I'm a prefect and can dole out punishement you can't touch her."
"MEN!" Hermione sighed and began to leave, "Tell me when he wakes up." She commanded Ron.
"Malfoy," Ron prompted.
Draco grunted in reply. Still staring at the wall, he had started to chew his lip.
"I don't think I really need to say this but," Ron began but Draco cut him off with a wave of his hand.
"I'm not going to hurt Harry, well at least not on purpose, and I won't talk to Granger unless she talks to me first." Draco said offhandedly as if he had been expecting the conversation.
"Well I wasn't going to say just that," Ron began, "What did you mean by 'not on purpose'!"
"Look Weasley, I can't control anyone else's feelings and I can't control what I say in the heat of the moment. If I do something dumb and Harry gets hurt, or I inslt Granger, it's not only my fault. And this isn't very fair, to me, I don't have anyone watching my back in case I get hurt from Harry."
"I don't think--"
"I know, so don't hurt yourself."
Ron gave him a sour look, "Serioulsy Malfoy, if you hurt him--"
"Look if I go up to Harry and I say something hurtful on purpose you can feel free to beat me up after I'm finished with myself, but if I hurt him accidentally, then I don't think you should be able to do anything about it besides watch me beat myself up for being so dumb alright?"
Ron sighed and turned his back on the boy.
Harry turned on his side so that his face was turned towards Draco. "Where am I?" He mumbled with his eyes shut.
"You're in the infirmary." Draco said quietly brushing the hair out of his face, "You had an accident on the stairs."
"Where's my broom? What about the match?"
"Shh," Draco cooed, "The match was reschedulled, and your broom is in pieces."
"Oh, not another one. What will Sirius say?"
"Harry I think you need to calm down okay? I think Snuffles will be glad that you are okay." Ron chided and glared at Draco.
Harry nodded and opened one eye carefully.
"Why is it so dark in here?" He asked looking around. "Where are you?" He asked in a panicked voice.
"Harry what are you talking about it's not dark in here."
"Yes it is Draco, I can't even see your face." Harry protested and reached his good hand out.
Draco grabbed it and Harry flinched. "Harry I'm less than two feet away from you please tell me that you are able to see me. Please."
"I can't Draco. I can't see anything."
"Please tell me you are joking Harry." Draco pleaded.
"I don't think he's lying," Ron said in a panic, "I'll get Pompfrey."
"Draco?" Harry said in a meek voice.
"Yes, love?"
"I'm scared."
by Trephinia Cealyn
Author's Note: I love you guys so much!! It's wonderful come home to an inbox of reviews, I love it so so much! Thanks you guys are the best! Oh and I'm lazy, maybe I'll put up better thanks in the next chapter... it's almost too much for me to write this... ugh.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Besides Draco's pants... hehe.
Chapter 10 | You're Just Too Physical, Oh No, Physical Too Me
Madame Pompfrey was taking Harry's temperature and Hermione and Draco stumbled into the infirmary. Hermione had a look of disgust on her face and Draco had the beginnings of a black eye.
"Oh dear." Madame Pompfrey said, "What happened?"
Hermione glared at Draco, "Well I was walking back from the Common Room when I saw this idiot trip and launch himself down the stairs."
"You didn't have to help me." Draco protested trying to get away from her.
Pompfrey sighed, "Lay down on this bed Mr. Malfoy and let me have a look at you."
"What really happened?" Ron asked in a hushed voice.
Hermione sighed, "He jumped down some stairs figuring he would be able to see Harry quicker." Hermione glared at Draco and shook her head, "He had some pretty crazy ideas, he even wanted me to beat him up at one point.
"Why didn't you just take him here under the invisibility cloak?" Ron asked looking at the boy suspiciously. "He could have even stubbed a toe, he didn't have to throw himself down the stairs.
"Well the great oaf wouldn't even let me explain anything he just hopped down the stairs recklessly and leaned on me the whole entire way here. He even insulted me... but I took care of it." Hermione replied, obviously upset about the whole thing, "I think he was just so concerned about Harry that he wanted to get here as fast as possible and wasn't thinking things through carefully."
"He insulted you." Ron glared at the boy, "I think he and I need to chat. Lay down some ground rules." He looked ready to give Draco another black eye. "He should know not to mess with us Weasleys, I could take him in a second."
"Ron shut up," Hermione said holding onto his arm and shaking her head, "What kind of ground rules are we talking about? I don't want you embarrasing me."
"Like he can't talk to you, touch you, or insult you." Ron replied and headed back to his chair.
"Oh Ron, now you're just being silly." Hermione laughed and followed him, "How's Harry doing?" She sat on the arm of Ron's chair and looked at their friend's unconcious face.
"Well he mumbled a bit a while ago, but other than that he's still unconcious." Ron looked concerned also and he held onto Hermione's hand for support.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow! Could you not do that please?" Draco yelled at Madame Pompfrey pulling her leg away from the mediwitch. He glared at her and rubbed his leg tenderly.
"Well really!" She huffed and snatched his leg away from him, "How am I supposed to help you if you keep whining about it?" She said and prodded him again with her wand, "There you go. It should be better by tomorrow."
Draco tried to look happy about his speedy recovery. He was already scheming other ways to get hurt so he could be here longer than one day, though. Hermione saw the look in his eye and shook her head, hoping he wouldn't want her to get involved.
"Well children, I'm going to let you stay here but if you are too loud and start to bother the other patients I am going to ask you to leave." Pompfrey said to Hermione and Ron and then left.
"Draco if you do anything stupid, I'm not going to help you." Hermione warned and turned back to Harry.
"Whatever." Draco shrugged and slid off his bed wincing as his ankle hit the floor. He limped to Harry's bedside and plunked into a chair.
"Do you want to know who did this?" Ron asked grinning slightly. He seemed to take pleasure in the fact that it was a Slytherin.
Draco narrowed his eyes, "Who?" He asked suspiciously.
"Pansy." Ron said simply, waiting for Draco to blow up.
"WHAT?!" He shouted. Then lowered his voice, "That girl is asking for it. She knows better than to act without my permission." Draco looked very dangerous and he stared at the wall for quite some time.
"Why would she do it?" Hermione asked, hoping he wouldn't yell at her, or get even more angry.
"Well she probably suspect me and Potter of fooling around, and she considers herself my girlfriend which is of course untrue, it was probably a warning of some sort." Draco said mostly to himself not even looking away from the wall.
"I'll kill her." Ron said gritting his teeth and looking at Harry in a protective friend way.
"No, I will, you can watch however." Draco said shortly and gave Ron a challenging look. "She's in my house, and therefore under my jurisdiction. Technically since I'm a prefect and can dole out punishement you can't touch her."
"MEN!" Hermione sighed and began to leave, "Tell me when he wakes up." She commanded Ron.
"Malfoy," Ron prompted.
Draco grunted in reply. Still staring at the wall, he had started to chew his lip.
"I don't think I really need to say this but," Ron began but Draco cut him off with a wave of his hand.
"I'm not going to hurt Harry, well at least not on purpose, and I won't talk to Granger unless she talks to me first." Draco said offhandedly as if he had been expecting the conversation.
"Well I wasn't going to say just that," Ron began, "What did you mean by 'not on purpose'!"
"Look Weasley, I can't control anyone else's feelings and I can't control what I say in the heat of the moment. If I do something dumb and Harry gets hurt, or I inslt Granger, it's not only my fault. And this isn't very fair, to me, I don't have anyone watching my back in case I get hurt from Harry."
"I don't think--"
"I know, so don't hurt yourself."
Ron gave him a sour look, "Serioulsy Malfoy, if you hurt him--"
"Look if I go up to Harry and I say something hurtful on purpose you can feel free to beat me up after I'm finished with myself, but if I hurt him accidentally, then I don't think you should be able to do anything about it besides watch me beat myself up for being so dumb alright?"
Ron sighed and turned his back on the boy.
Harry turned on his side so that his face was turned towards Draco. "Where am I?" He mumbled with his eyes shut.
"You're in the infirmary." Draco said quietly brushing the hair out of his face, "You had an accident on the stairs."
"Where's my broom? What about the match?"
"Shh," Draco cooed, "The match was reschedulled, and your broom is in pieces."
"Oh, not another one. What will Sirius say?"
"Harry I think you need to calm down okay? I think Snuffles will be glad that you are okay." Ron chided and glared at Draco.
Harry nodded and opened one eye carefully.
"Why is it so dark in here?" He asked looking around. "Where are you?" He asked in a panicked voice.
"Harry what are you talking about it's not dark in here."
"Yes it is Draco, I can't even see your face." Harry protested and reached his good hand out.
Draco grabbed it and Harry flinched. "Harry I'm less than two feet away from you please tell me that you are able to see me. Please."
"I can't Draco. I can't see anything."
"Please tell me you are joking Harry." Draco pleaded.
"I don't think he's lying," Ron said in a panic, "I'll get Pompfrey."
"Draco?" Harry said in a meek voice.
"Yes, love?"
"I'm scared."