(A/N A lot of people have mentioned I need some way to show when I switch p.o.v. so Hermoine's p.o.v. will be in italic from now on. Also while Hermoine's unconscious her p.o.v. will not only be italic but also bold.)
Ok, this was not turning out the way he had planned not only was Granger covered in Crackle juice but so was he. The stupid creature had gotten so mad it sprayed both of them. Now he was stuck in the infirmary with Madame Pompfrey flitting around him like a moth. Granger was still not waking, they had both passed out from the pain not long after being sprayed. He didn't even want to think about going back to classes everyone would laugh at him. He is the Slytherin Prince he's is supposed to be tough and mean. He should be able to take pain instead of passing out like some wuss. Draco saw Pompfrey coming towards his bed and wished he was the one still passed out. He quickly laid back and pretended to be asleep. (Pompfrey is the most annoying female on Earth, next to Granger that is!) Speaking of which he seriously thought she had to be going crazy. She was laying in the bed left of his covered in burns and smiling from ear to ear. Didn't the loon know Pompfrey couldn't heal her until she woke up. (What could she be dreaming that'd make her smile that big when she's covered with burns.) Wait why did he care he hated the mudblood. Well guess he had the right to worry. He is stuck with her after all and no one wants to be stuck with a crazy person. Just then Dumbledore came in and went to talk to Madame Pompfrey.
Wow, she didn't know were she was but it was beautiful. She was in a lovely blue room that exactly matched the color of the sky. She had woke up on the bed with lovely silk sheets the same color as the room. Since she didn't know were she was she decided to get up and explore. She looked around the room noting the main things. The bed was against the back wall next to the largest window. Also spread around the room were two end tables near the bed, a vanity, a comfy looking overstuffed chair, and two large doors. However the most prominent feature were two large shelves covered in all manner of things, including nearly two-hundred books. She went to look at a picture on the bookshelf and gasped. There in the middle she stood her mother and father on either side. She knew they weren't her real parents and they were dead but she didn't care they were the closest she'd ever had. Finally she decided to go check out the rest of the house. (If I don't find the kitchen soon I'm going to starve to death!) Just as she reached the door she caught the smell of eggs and bacon then her stomach started to do growl. When she opened the door she found a lavender hallway spread out in front of her. All around the hall were more pictures of her and her parents. After a few minutes of searching she found the kitchen. Walked in she expected to find her aunt Mattie she'd been staying with all summer. But there at the table sat none other than her father and mother, Mr. and Mrs. Granger. Her heart nearly stopped how could this be real she went to there funeral.
"Hunny, come get some breakfast. "Her mother said smiling.
"What's going on, you guys are dead! How are you standing there!" This couldn't be possible no matter what she wanted to believe.
"What do you mean Herm were fine, did you have a bad dream?" Her father was looking at her with a worried expression.
"But it was so real I remember every detail!" She was getting hysterical now but she didn't care. (How could this happen!)
"Well you are a witch, maybe it's some kind of magical gift or something?"
She still wasn't sure but she sat there for almost an hour eating with her seemingly living parents. That's it, it had to be it was all just a dream! How else would they be sitting next to her eating breakfast. Her parents were fine, she was Hermoine Granger. Nice normal Muggle born Hermoine Granger. With that she sat down and started eating breakfast.
Draco lay there pretending to be asleep when her heard them whispering to each other. He tried to look inconspicuous as he leaned closer to listen.
"What do you thinks wrong Dumbledore, I can't get her to wake up! Crackle juice isn't that bad should be up by now."
After a long pause Dumbledore simply replied, "She doesn't want to wake up." (What is that supposed to mean.)
"Whatever do you mean?" exclaimed one very disturbed looking Pompfrey. Obviously her inability to help the mublood bothered her quite a bit.
"It's simple really..."
( A/N I just wanted to sat thanks to all my reviewers you were all helpful and are all appreciated, sorry this is so short. Please keep up the reviews, thanks!)