Authors Notez: Hey thanks for the great reviews once again. piepiekoh are you sure perfects are spelt prefects? If I'm wrong let me know. Lol. Because I had no idea. Zmija I would love to translate my story in french, but how? If your still interested contact me. Thanks. LadY MyStiK hey you can be imaginitive too, just look at your cieling while you lay on your bed. Yes...thats what I do. Lol. InDyxx I don't think it was a trick. I mean if you banged your head, would you be thinking clearly? But thanks for your update. I love you all. You guys are great. Now...Go on and read!

Love Sick

Chapter Nineteen

Hermione woke up to a feel of her face against skin, unknowingly she stretched her hand and felt a broad chest. Not just any chest it was Draco's. Hermione sat up and looked down at his face which was calm and very much asleep. What is he doing in my bed? For some apparent reason, she wasn't furious that he was there with her, she actually felt comfortable. Then Hermione pinched her arm. Yup, I'm definitely awake. But how did he get here? Hermione began to shake his shoulder and Draco gave a grunt before turning over to the side, still sleeping.

"Draco! Wake up!" Hermione said as she continued to shake him. Suddenly Draco sat up and stared at her, then he touched his head realizing where he was.

"Its not what you think." Draco said quickly. Hermione frowned at him, how would he know what she was thinking. Right now all she could think about was how handsome he was despite the fact he woke up with his hair all over the place. Although her eyes went from his face to his shoulders, chest and landed on his green boxers, Hermione still wanted to know one thing.

"What are you doing in my bed?" Hermione asked calmly. Draco brushed his hair back on got off the bed.

"Well you were taking a shower last night and you slipped on soap and banged your head. So I took you to your room and you asked me to sleep with you." Draco said. Hermione's eyes grew wide open. SLEEP WITH ME?

"Sleep with me?" Hermione asked more calm then the voices inside her head. Draco's face became horrified.

"NO! no..not that way, you know I would never take advantage of you when your vulnerable. You asked me to lay down with you on the bed." Draco said worriedly. Hermione's expression was blank. When had she asked that? Is he lying? "Don't you remember?" Draco asked confused.

"No." Hermione shook her head. Hermione got off her bed and realized all she was wearing was a t-shirt. "Did you put this on me?" Hermione asked worriedly touching her t-shirt. Draco nodded his head.

"Umm..if you don't believe me, touch the back of your head." Draco said motioning to her head. Hermione did just that, she felt a small bump at the back of her skull. So he wasn't lying. "Do you believe me now?" He asked. Hermione nodded her head and opened the door to her room.

"Please leave, I need to change." Hermione said quietly. Draco understandingly left the room without a word. Hermione dashed over to her drawers and took out a pair of jeans and light sweater then ran into the bathroom. Why am I not angry with him? How come I can't think straight? All I think about is that damn body of his. Hermione touched her cheeks and felt a soft burn. Why am I blushing? As soon as she picked up her toothbrush, Draco walked in. He didn't say anything to her but he never let his gaze drop from her eyes. He picked up his toothbrush and they both brushed their teeth in silence.

After Hermione finished before he had she gave a weak smile and walked out of the bathroom. Hermione didn't understand why she gave a smile, what is wrong with me today?! She touched her head and decided to blame the bump on her head. Must have messed up my brain functions. She quickly rushed on the clothes she had laid for herself and walked down the stairs to the common room. Draco was downstairs already wearing a sexy black dress shirt with silver stitches and black loose jeans. Draco also had the belt he wore the night she had performed, the one with his name written in diamonds.

Draco took a good look at her before he left the room silently. He's not talking to me, he actually took what I said seriously. No time to think about that...go to the hospital wing. Hermione touched her head once again to see if the bump was still there. And to her disappointment it was. Hermione looked over at the clock above the fire place. 9 o clock.

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"Well dear, it's nothing major. Just make sure you don't stress yourself or bump your head on anything. It will be gone by tonight." Madame Pomfre said as she looked at her head.

"Thanks." Hermione said and got off the bed she sat on while she was being checked. Madame Pomfre smiled.

"No problem. You can leave now." She said. Hermione left through the doors and entered the waiting room to find Ron holding Harry up as they walked in. Harry was hopping on one foot and leaning his weight on Ron who held him firmly.

"Oh my god! What happened?" Hermione said shocked. She came to Harry's opposite side and began to help him enter the doors she came out of.

"He had an accident on the Quidditch field." Ron said. She took a good look at both of them who were drenched in mud and their Quidditch uniforms were hardly visible. Harry winced as he took another step and sat down on the bed she had earlier got off.

"I fell off my broom and twisted my ankle." Harry said as he winced again while he took off his left boot and sock . Hermione looked down at his feet which was red and bruised. Ron turned away from the site.

"I'll get Madame Pomfre." Ron said as he ran to her office. Hermione sat down on the bed with him.

"Does it hurt that bad?" Hermione asked. Harry shook his head.

"I better be able to play tomorrow." Harry said while clenching his teeth. Hermione gave a giggle. How can he be worried over a game while he is hurt? Harry looked at her confused as to why she was laughing.

"Sorry." Hermione said. Harry looked at her disappointedly.

"What was so funny?" Harry asked. Before she could say another word, Ron and Madame Pomfre came over. Madame Pomfre took out a look at his foot and frowned.

"I have to get you fixed." She said sadly. Ron's face became horrified as he took a good look at Harry's foot.

"He's going to be okay, right?" Ron asked still staring at his foot. Harry rolled his eyes at him as Hermione looked at his ankle one more time. His foot didn't look that bad.

"I'll see what I can do. Can you two please leave?" Madame Pomfre asked. Ron and Hermione nodded and walked off. Once they reached outside in the waiting room. He looked at Hermione as she sat down on the seats.

"So.." Hermione said to keep the silence between them. She hadn't had a real conversation with him since the day she kissed him and Ron was must likely feeling as uncomfortable as she was. Just then Ron scratched his head.

"What were you doing here anyway?" Ron asked confused.

"I hit my head. Just wanted to make sure I was okay." Hermione said truthfully. Ron nodded and he sat next to her on the seats. Hermione gave a week smile and began to tap her fingers on her knees. The silence between them was becoming too awkward.

"Is there something you want to say?" Ron asked who was watching her nervously. Hermione shook her head. "Yes there is, I know there is." Ron said. Hermione stopped tapping and starred at him.

"There's nothing wrong!" Hermione said a bit irritated.

"Come on! Hermione..you haven't been the same since the--"

"Kiss? Well since you know so much why you asking?" Hermione said flustered. Ron began to get red in the ears.

"Hermione! I'm your best friend. Can you explain to me what I did wrong for you to become so dead silent with me?" Ron asked. Hermione sighed, of course Ron didn't deserve the way she was treating him.

"Sorry. I'm just been confused lately. Okay?" Hermione said quietly. Ron nodded his head and turned his gaze away from her. Ron got up to his feet and looked through the window of the door where Harry was.

"He's going to be okay, don't worry." Hermione said. Ron looked back at her and put his hands in the pockets of his robes.

"Yea, well..Listen I'm going to head back and tell the rest of the team to continue practicing." Ron said calmly and walked out of the room with his robes slashing right behind him.

Hermione got up and began to pace around the waiting room. Her thoughts drifted back to Draco who had helped her despite the fact she had continuously hit him, slapped him and walked out on him. Why does he still care? He has Pansy for that. Come to think of it, I haven't seen Pansy in a long while. Hermione hugged her self as she continued to think about the one person she loathed and loved at the same time. Suddenly some came interrupting her thoughts when the entrance of the Hospital wing opened wide.

Authors Notez: Hey..Cliffhanger! I don't think I gave a cliffhanger before...Hmm. Well anywayz no time to dwell on the past...tootles.