Chapter 12 – The Cold Sleep

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters you find familiar here. J.K Rowling does. Neither am I claiming ANY one of them mine. I only own Linda Brooke for she is my creation! Mwhahaha!

HERMIONE POV

Ginny walked Hermione back outside to her door and went back to her own dorm.

"Password please" the same kind lady asked.

"Pumpkin Pasties" I mumbled, still feeling depressed over the earlier incident.

The portrait hole swung opened and I entered hoping that Malfoy would not be there so I could get some rest. Unfortunately, Malfoy was sitting on the chair reading a book. When he heard the portrait swing open, he looked up.

"Granger. You are SO dead. Turn my hair color back NOW" Malfoy closed his book and stood up.

"I don't need this crap now Malfoy. Leave me alone." I said tired and depressed.

"I don't care! I want my original hair color back!" Malfoy said obviously angry.

"NOT RIGHT NOW" I said emphasizing.

"Change it back!" he said.

"No"

"Change IT BACK!"

"No. Not right now. I'm tired and I really don't need this crap right now." I told him SERIOUSLY.

"You started this crap Granger. CHANGE IT BACK RIGHT NOW!!!" he bellowed.

"NO!" and with that I turned away and headed for my room.

Malfoy immediately grabbed my arm and made me face him. "Turn. It. Back." He said dangerously.

"First off Malfoy, let go of my arm. I'm sure you don't want your hand to be touching filth or so as you call it. Secondly, you are OFF LIMITS to my side of the room while I am to yours. You have just broken that rule. Thirdly, I have told you MANY times that I will NOT change your hand back to its original color. You pissed me off, so DEAL with IT." I told him and forced my arm from his grip and walked back to my room.

(A/N: I'm evil aren't I? No personal contacts right now heehee...)

AUTHOR POV

When Hermione entered her room, all she saw was darkness. Her consciousness took over and she fainted on the floor.

Malfoy was still pissed at what Hermione had just said. As he watched her walk back to her room, his eyes were burning with rage. He swore he would get even with that Mudblood if it was the last time on earth he would ever do.

Almost immediately when Hermione entered her room, he heard a "thud" sound coming from her room.

Thinking it was nothing, he walked back to his chair and continued reading. But somewhere in his head was plotting revenge to get back at Granger.

After two hours or so, Malfoy had finally finished reading his book.

'Granger sure knows how to sleep!' he thought to himself.

The afternoon sun soon came.

Hearing his stomach grumble, he went off to the Great Hall not bothering about Hermione.

When Draco entered the Great Hall, Pansy jumped right at him.

"Draco-poo... where were you this morning?" she asked twirling his back hair which was still split.

"Avoiding you" he answered and smacked her hand off his hair and walked off.

"Aww..." Pansy pouted and burst out crying. A couple of her friends went with her to go wash up.

Draco sat down at the Slytherin table and started eating.

He felt a set of eyes looking at him and he turned to look for the source.

After searching, the source landed on Linda. (Author: Figures right?)

Linda gave him a wink but Draco just snickered back.

'Mudbloods. They just can't resist me,' he thought.

Soon, Linda also went rushing to the toilet, tears flowing down her cheeks. (Author: Well I suppose Malfoy is really that hot to cry for --')

After lunch, Malfoy headed back to the common room which he and Hermione shared.

There was still no sign of Hermione anywhere.

He took his quill and parchment out and started writing all the possible revenge he could possibly use. (Well to the Malfoy's name, anything was possible...lol)

Malfoy knew what type of curse Hermione had charmed on him. He also had the same book; the Malfoy Library had every book in the world, so it was no surprise.

Suddenly he heard some noises coming from Hermione's room, thump thump thump...

It wasn't stopping too.

Malfoy was getting annoyed after a while and decided to check on it.

'I can't believe that Mudblood still isn't awake from that noise!' he thought as he climbed up the stairs to her dormitory.

When he opened the door, he hit something really hard.

Malfoy bend down to look and found it was Hermione's head.

'Great. So she was sleeping on the floor.' he thought.

"Granger! Wake up! There's a ruddy owl banging on your window outside!" he yelled at her.

She didn't even flinch. She just continued sleeping.

'Is she deaf?! Maybe she is a deep sleeper' he thought.

He pushed her body slightly but hardly so that she would wake up.

But she didn't move. And the owl was really getting at his nerves.

"Will you PLEASE wake up?! Haven't you slept enough?! Lunch already past!" he hollered.

Still didn't move.

'Jesus Christ! What on earth am I suppose to do now?' he thought. (Author: Imagine. Slytherin Prince. Acts like royal. Is treated like Royal. Doesn't know what to do when someone fainted. Alright you got it.)

Finally he decided to "entertain" the owl, next to carry Granger to the bed, and then call a Professor.

He had no choice but to do that or else he could never get his blonde hair back. (Remember it's still split) But! He was going to let Granger get DOUBLE revenge.

He went over to the window and opened it. He removed the parchment and gave the owl some treats and it flew off.

'Thank God' he thought.

On the parchment cover it said:

To: Hermione

From: Harry and Ron

Please do not let anyone else read it.

'Well well what do you know... this may be my lucky ticket,' he smirked.

Draco kept the letter in his robes and shut the window.

He then carried Hermione to her bed and dumped her on it.

After that, he exited her room and went in search of the first professor he could find.

After searching for 5 minutes, the first professor he found was Professor McGonagall.

He told her what happened to Hermione, almost everything. Except the letter.

Professor McGonagall called Madam Pomfrey and the both of them proceeded to Hermione and Draco's living quarters.

HERMIONE POV

"Ms. Granger. Ms. Granger. Can you hear me?"

I heard a voice calling.

I wanted to respond. But I had no energy. I was barely awake.

"Hermione dear. Can you hear us?"

I heard another voice calling.

I managed to give a slight nod but immediately fainted once again.

AUTHOR POV

"Ms Granger! Are you alright?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"Ah. No Good. She fainted again," Madam Pomfrey replied, after checking Hermione.

"I think I better call Albus to check on this. This is the second incident happening to her this week," McGonagall stated.

"Alright. I think it would be better if she was sent over to the hospital wing so I can observe her," Madam Pomfrey said.

"Okay. Mr. Malfoy, would you be ever so kind and please help Madam Pomfrey bring Ms. Granger to the hospital wing?" McGonagall asked, but clearly, it was an order.

"Of course Professor," Malfoy replied. He was reluctant but he did it for the revenge.

'Granger will pay..................,' he thought, hissing.

A/N

Alright. I wanted to make it shorter but I extended it abit.

I didn't update due to my word pad crashing, a major writer's block & exams.

I'm having my prelims in August and finals in October.

Chances are that I might not update so soon.

I MUST make a notice though that those who dislike this fic, do not read it. It's as simple as ABC.

My coming exams are extremely important. If you can't deal with it, go find another fic.

I'm emphasizing on this point because I'm really sick and tired of it.

On a lighter note though, I've gone to see Harry Potter & The Prisoner Of Azkaban. It's a nice story. But I'm truly disappointed that they skipped MANY parts & didn't follow the book plot by J.K Rowling. It is extremely disappointing. It was an enjoyable movie but it could have been better.

Oh yeah. Review too. 10 reviews – at least.

Ulin x