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Love Sick

Chapter Eighteen

The Slytherin team were in the change room that same morning after a hard practice. Blaise, who was given the position as Captain, decided they needed one more practice before Monday. He gave out his usual pep talk on what he expected from everyone. Draco had just walked out of the showers, just in time to hear Blaise's instructions. Most of the guys walked off afterwards to do their business as Draco walked over to his locker. He took out a pair of jeans and white shirt and put them on then stuffed his Quidditch robes into his bag to get it washed.

"Hey." Blaise said to him as he sat on the bench seats. Draco didn't turn around to look at him but replied back with the same word.

"Hows everything?" Blaise asked. Draco could tell his friend was trying to small talk with him.

"Everything is great." Draco said sarcastically. After he had finished lacing his shoes he sat next to Blaise.

"I heard about Pansy, how is she doing?" Blaise said quietly. Draco brushed his hair back as he took a deep sigh. Pansy was at the hospital being taken care of by the Healers who would not allow him to visit. Madame Pomfre had sent him a letter yesterday to inform him Pansy was doing better which for Draco was a sigh of relief. Blaise looked at Draco oddly. He then remembered what his friend just asked.

"Yea, she's doing okay." Draco answered. Blaise nodded his head and started to put his Quidditch robes in his own bag. Draco decided to leave just then when a few Slytherins came out of the showers. Draco reached outside the Quidditch field when he felt someone grab his arm. Draco turned around to see Blaise right behind him.

"What?" Draco asked half annoyed.

"I just wanted to know if you talked to Granger." Blaise said. Draco definitely talked to Hermione, more like fell on his knees for her and she still didn't accept his apology. Draco wanted so much to hold her in his arms but Hermione had made it clear that she didn't need or want him any longer.

"Listen I have to head inside, I got a meeting with the Perfects." Draco said hurriedly. Blaise smirked at him before nodding his head and walking off to the opposite direction were Ginny, Ron, Neville and Lavender were sitting at the bleachers. Ginny saw Blaise and quickly said something to Ron and he nodded allowing her to leave him. After she had reached the entrance of the field Blaise gave her a hug as they walked off. How dumb can Ron be? It's been two months and he still doesn't know.

Draco shook his head disappointedly and walked inside the school and through the corridors when he heard someone call his name. Draco turned around and stared into the half moon glasses he began to hate so much.

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore?" He said.

"I need to have a word with you Mr. Malfoy." The head master said kindly as he began to walk along side Draco.

"About what?" Draco asked. Professor Dumbledore looked down upon him.

"I am aware of Ms. Parkinson's situation and I am terribly sorry for the condition she is in..." The professor began but waited for Draco to nod his head for him to go on. "..I have contacted her parents and yours to inform them of her state.." Draco glared at him, how can he contact his own parents. I might as well be on my death bed too. "But I assure you that you will be able to visit Pansy in a few weeks time." He said.

"Ah..Thanks." Draco said who still couldn't believe his parents now knew. Professor Dumbledore smiled at him and patted him on the shoulders.

"In life we all must make difficult choices and even though at the time it doesn't seem like the best choice later on it will be the wisest choice we have made." Professor Dumbledore said then walked off. Draco was left standing there still baffled the fact that his parents knew. They're going to kill me for not taking care of her properly, they're going to blame me for her accident. I just pray they don't send me any howlers or make a school visit.

As he headed towards the Perfects common room he found Professor McGonall and Professor Snape sitting down at the round table. Hermione was already sitting beside Professor McGonall and a few other students had made it. When Draco made his way to his seat next to Professor Snape, Ginny walked in through the Portrait hole. Guess she never had her little rendezvous. Ginny sat between Collin and Hermione who both smiled at her. Draco gave a snort and waited for the meeting to begin. Professor Snape was the first to stand up.

"As you all know, the talent show turned out better then we expected." He hissed to the students. "But now our dear Professor McGonall will like to make another event for Valentines Day, as much as I believe it's not necessary." Professor McGonall gave a little cough and Professor Snape sat back down. Draco rolled his eyes, he wasn't interested to prepare another event and prayed that the students disagreed. But looking over the Perfects he could tell they were all excited specially that Ravenclaw girl. He continued to glance around the table when he met Hermione's eyes. She looked down after they stared at each other for a good while.

"Since we only have a week and a half, I decided that we should simply have a ball. Nothing too fancy but I expect our Heads will help you all put everything together." Professor McGonall said quickly. She gave a wearily smile before gesturing Professor Snape to leave who seemed more then happy to walk out of the meeting.

Ginny looked around the table. "Well?" She said looking at Draco and Hermione. Draco opened his mouth to say something but Hermione beat him to it.

"This is what were going to do. We will decorate the Great Hall in red and white to symbolize Valentines day. The dance will start at seven and end at ten for the first, second, third and forth years. The seventh, sixth and fifth years can stay until midnight. The perfects can choose what types of music to play and we will go from there. We will have a meeting on tuesday to discuss the process." Hermione said as though she was a business woman.

"Everyone agree?" Hermione said after all the students fell silent. All the students nodded their heads except a Slytherin sixth year boy, named Andrew Sanford who glared at Hermione.

"I don't agree. I think its stupid." Andrew said. Hermione looked back at him.

"Well its one against nine." Hermione said as a matter of fact. Draco gave a smirk at the thought a fellow Slytherin shut up and feel stunned.

"Well, I guess that's it. Everyones dismissed." Draco said quickly. Hermione glanced at him before nodding her head in agreement while everyone got off of their seats.

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The fire crackled in the common room making a soothing sound while Draco read his book on the couch. Of course he couldn't help but look over at Hermione a few times who sat at her desk doing her work. Draco looked back at the book he was reading and started daze off. What if Hermione knew I actually did love her? Would she then understand where I'm coming from? Nah...who am I kidding. I may just realized I love her but after last nigh, I GAVE UP. Yup, the great Malfoy, gave up. I guess she'll never know she's changed me...or else I won't give a damn about Pansy or how bad I feel that she's in a hospital in pain while I sit here. Draco's thoughts were interrupted when he noticed Hermione searching her desk, the book shelf then bent over to look under her desk. What is she looking for? Draco arched his eye brow at her but his gaze fell to the cushion on the couch were a brown book lay.

Draco grabbed the book titled Care of Magical Creatures and stared at Hermione. "Where you looking for this?" Draco asked. Although she had asked him not to speak to her, that didn't mean he couldn't help her. Hermione snapped her head at him. She walked over and took the book then nodded. Hermione walked back to her desk. Draco couldn't take any more of the silent treatment and walked off to his room. After five minutes he heard the bathroom door shut. Bloody great! I wanted to take a shower! Draco decided to undress and take a shower in the morning.

He walked over to his closet and hung his robes, only left in his green silk boxers. After he fixed his bed and pulled the covers down he heard a big thud. What the fuck?! Draco ran like a speeding bullet and banged on the door.

"Hermione! Open up! Are you alright?" Draco screamed while he continued to bang on the door. But no answer came. Don't give me the silent treatment right now!

"HERMIONE! I NEED TO KNOW IF UR OKAY!" Draco screamed so loud he knew Hermione would have to say something. But still there was no answer. "Fine you leave me no choice!" Draco ran back to his room picked up his wand from his night stand and walked back to the bathroom door. He enchanted the door to swing open.

Draco rushed over to the shower and opened the sliding door. Hermione lay on the floor unconscious. Draco turned off the steaming water when he noticed the soap on the floor. She must have slipped. Draco took her in his arms and carried her to her room. He didn't mind that she was naked because all that was on his mind was if she was alight. Please don't be dead. Draco touched her neck and sighed when he heard her breathing and her heart was still pumping. Draco found her long t-shirt she wore the night before and put it on her. She was lifeless, limb and her face was expressionless.

Suddenly Hermione began to cough out water. Draco pulled her up in his arms. Her eyes fluttered open and she stared at him.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Draco asked. Hermione didn't say anything, she just stared at him with a confused look. Now would be a good time to talk Hermione!

Hermione tried to lift herself up in sitting position but quickly fell back on her pillows as she groaned in pain. "That answers my question. I know you don't want to talk to me, but I have to go get Madame Pomfre." Draco began to walk away when Hermione took his hand.

"Don't go." Hermione pleaded. Hermione's eyes did not have that look of resentment but were warm and compassionate like it use to be when she wasn't angry with him.

"Are you sure?" Draco asked. "If your hurt I should make sure--" Draco began.

"Stop talking." Hermione said. She patted the left side of her bed. "Sleep." Hermione said quietly. Draco arched his eyebrow. That blow on the head must have been really bad.

"I shouldn't." Draco said. Hermione gave a big sigh and patted her bed again with pleading eyes. Draco couldn't say no to a beauty like her so he made his way over to the opposite side of her bed and crawled in. Once he lay his head down on the pillow Hermione snuggled closer to him and fell asleep on his chest. Just great! She'll kill me when she gets her senses back. Draco wraped his arm around her and fell asleep to the sound of her breathing.