Chapter Four:

"You look like crap..."

"Yes, I am well aware of that, Potter. I hope you'll be okay..." He muttered to Ginny, as he continued to stroke her cheek. Harry watched, still amazed at this boys kindness for a lower mortal.

"He really did a number on you..."

"Yes well...I slugged him after you left with her." He smirked lightly, and Harry nodded, and sat on Ginny's other side.

"-What happened here, you two?" It was Madam Pomfrey, who stared at them both, wide-eyed.

"I-err-she fell. And I got the crap beat out of me." Draco said, almost scathingly to the nurse. She stared at Harry next.

"Mr. Potter, what are you doing in the company of a Slytherin?" She raised an eyebrow at Harry, who shifted uncomfortably next to Ginny.

"I was the one who brought her here, Malfoy staggered out after me. This all happened because of my friend Ron. He lost his temper."

She looked skeptically at both of them for a moment before heading over to Ginny. The Gryffindors cheeks were pale, but were showing signs of black and blue bruises rather steadily.

"How did this happen, exactly?" She asked, looking directly at Harry, for he was the only clean one and that was cause for suspicion.

"Ron Weasley and I entered the library to find Draco and Ginny in the corner...kissing, and Ron, being her older brother, went ballistic. He tore at Malfoy and Ginny tried to stop him, he threw her off and she fell over one of the tables and hit the floor."

The silence between the two of them had increased as they stood outside the Hospital Wing. Draco was pacing furiously, his cuts and scraps had been fixed rather quickly and he was told to wait outside along with Harry.

"I wonder what happened to Ron?" Harry pondered aloud.

"I didn't hit him that hard. He must have gotten Granger to clean him up." He muttered, staring hard at the door hoping maybe he'd be able to se through it.

"If she doesn't make it, I'm going to kill him." Draco hissed, clenching his teeth together. She seemed in awful shape when they got here. She wasn't breathing and that was a bad sign.

Suddenly the doors opened and Pomfrey stuck her head out, frowning terribly. Draco's fists trembled as he shot Harry an odd glance.

"She suffered a massive head injury when she fell."

"Will she be okay?" Draco asked, his voice sounded so painful.

"She's fallen into a coma. You might want to let her brother know what he's done." She couldn't believe she had said that.

"No...no freaking way! You're lying!" Draco shouted, feeling his eyes start to sting as he breathed heavily.

He turned on his heel and set off down the hall. He was going to murder that boy for what he did... even if it was the last thing he did before he graduated.