Authors Notez: I am soo late to say this but...HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY for Harry Potter. I can't believe I forgot but I had alot of things going on you know. Here's the next Chapter for you guys. It took me awhile to figure out how I'm going to end this fanfic, finally after hours of thinking I came up with a cool idea. You guys just have to wait and see. Oh and I also want to start another fanfic, but I don't know what it should be. Oh well! Enjoy and take care.

Love Sick

Chapter Twenty Nine

Draco woke up to the sun shining on his face. That was odd because usually he didn't have the sun shining on his face. What the? My curtains are always closed. Draco gave a small groan as he rubbed his eyes. He looked up to find Hermione standing by the window her back to him. He sat up on the bed watching her curiously, the way the sun light touched her skin made her glow beautifully. Draco rubbed his eyes once more praying he was awake and that Hermione was really standing there.

"Hermione?" Draco asked. Hermione jumped a little turning around to face him. She had a letter in her hand which raised a questioning look from Draco.

"I thought you were still asleep. An owl brought this letter for you." Hermione said walking over to Draco's side of the bed. Draco pulled her arms making her sit on top of him. Yup, she's definitely real.

"You read it, didn't you?" Draco asked. Looking at the open parchment. Hermione blushed slightly before handing it over to him. Draco skimmed through it.

Dear Mr. Malfoy

An important issue has come up and Professor Dumbledore would like to have a word with you after breakfast.

Professor Snape.

Draco gave a small frown, what could possibly be so important? Then suddenly an image of Pansy lying on a bed in the hospital came to his mind. Oh shit! Draco snapped out of his daze trying to get up remembering that Hermione was sitting on his lap.

"Hey...You okay?" Hermione asked holding his arm lightly. Draco brushed his hair back with his other hand sinking back onto the headboard of his bed.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just curious to know what could be so important." Draco said. Hermione had a worried expression her face.

"Could it be Pansy?" Hermione asked. Draco brushed her cheek with his hand and shook his head. If it was Pansy they would have mentioned it.

"I don't think so." Draco said calmly. Hermione nodded and got off of Draco. She began to walk over to the bathroom and Draco tagged along behind her. He couldn't help but have a feeling Hermione was already beginning to regret him. But if he asked, it would cause another unwanted fight. Draco pulled out his tooth brush and began to brush his teeth. Hermione did the same but they never spoke just glanced at each other's reflections. Hermione finished before he had but when he was done he wanted to go and get dressed only to be stopped by what Hermione was doing. Hermione strip her t-shirt off, her back to him. Draco was shocked. Did she know he was still in here? Her body was to die for, literally. She was slim, with the right curves. I bet she doesn't even know that.

"Umm..Hermione?" Draco asked coming out of his shock. Hermione turned around, he looked her up and down. God, don't make me turn on right now. Shit I could just fuck you right now...

"I know I'm naked. Isn't that what you want." Hermione said as she walked over to the big tub that they never use. It was the size of his indoor pool at his Manor. He always wondered why they would need such a large bath tub when only two people would use it. Draco walked over to edge of the tub watching Hermione slip in.

"It maybe what I want. But you're doing something to me that I can't control much longer." Draco said. The water reached her shoulders. She blushed slightly and stretched out to pull his arms, making him fall into the tub with a large splash. He did a summersult under water before getting to the surface looking at the laughing Hermione.

"That's not funny!" Draco hissed. He brushed his damp hair back. Hermione continued laughing.

"Yes it is." Hermione said swimming to the other end of the tub. Draco followed her when he realized that he still wore his boxers.

"Shit! My boxers are wet now!" Draco said annoyed. Hermione came close to him still giggling and began to kiss him. Draco pushed her away a bit watching her curiously.

"Are you sure you're not drunk or something?" Draco asked.

"Why would I be? Weren't you the one who came into the shower with me." Hermione said. Draco smirked remembering that incident.

"So is this suppose to be some kind of pay back?" Draco asked curiously. Hermione shrugged and planted another kiss on his lips. Draco pulled her waist and began to kiss her back. Hermione gave a smile as she deepened the kiss. Her hands came around his waist and the next thing he knew her hands pulled down his boxers.

"What the fuck?" Draco said angrily wiggling the boxers at his thighs which were slowly sinking to his feet. Hermione started to laugh and swim to the opposite side of the tub.

"Pay back can be a bitch!" Hermione screamed in laughter as she slipped out of the tub. Draco swam over to where she was a second ago pulling his boxers along with him. She was already wearing a towel around her chest still laughing.

"That was no joke! Watch when I get my hands on you! Granger!" Draco said getting out of the tub. Hermione gave a scream before running into her room. Draco grabbed a towel and wore it around his waist chasing after her.

"You know you shouldn't have done that!" Draco said angrily. Hermione was on one end of her bed and he stood at the other.

"So! It's revenge baby! Get over it." Hermione said laughing. Draco grabbed her pillows and threw it at her one by one. "Ahhh!" Hermione screamed running back wards. Draco jumped over her bed and chased her around the room. Hermione ran back into the bathroom and into his room.

"I swear I'll get you!" Draco screamed. Hermione ran on top of his bed and Draco plunged on to the bed. Hermione flung herself and fell on the floor with a big thud. Then she held her towel tight as she raised herself up trying to run again. This time Draco blocked her way and he stood there smirking.

"Trapped?" Draco asked amusingly. Hermione shook her head.

"Never!" Hermione said she grabbed one of his pillow and threw it at him then dodged him. She ran over the bed and towards the door that led to the hall.

"Oh no you don't!" Draco screamed. Finally he ran up to her and grabbed her waist before she got the chance to turn the door knob. He held her firmly making her turn around to face him, her face was flushed and Draco suspected his was as well.

"What's up with you and your games?" Draco asked confused.

"Can't have fun! How did I ever start liking a prude like you?!" Hermione asked.

"So, you think I'm a prude?" Draco said smirking. Hermione nodded and he began to tickle her sides. Hermione fell on her knees laughing and Draco fell over her still tickling her. "Think I'm a prude now? huh?" Draco asked. Hermione nodded again still laughing as she fell flat on the floor while Draco was on top of her. Draco didn't stop tickling her and her towel was beginning to slip. Hermione realized and tried to hold it on.

"What's the point I seen everything three times!" Draco said smiling. Hermione kept laughing as his hands crawled all over her. "Want me to stop?" Draco asked. Hermione nodded. "Then am I a prude?" Draco asked. Hermione barely shook her head but it was a shake nonetheless. "Good!" Draco said getting off of her.

"Never mess with the unmessable." Draco said as he walked over to his drawer. Hermione got up as well breathing hard from all the laughing.

"That...that doesn't even make sense!" Hermione said.

"You never make sense either!" Draco said as he took out his school robes. Hermione gave a puff and walked out of the room. Draco didn't bother arguing with her as he slipped on his clothes then he began to brush his hair. Draco walked at the end of his room and picked up his school bag. After that he walked down the stairs and sat on the couch waiting for Hermione. Finally Hermione game downstairs after what seemed like hours. She walked over to him ginning.

"May I ask what you're smiling about?" Draco said getting up.

Hermione flung her hair to the side. "No you may not." Hermione said as she walked to her desk. Draco rolled his eyes and walked out of the portrait hole with her. Hermione walked along his side staring off to space. What is she thinking about? Draco brushed against her and Hermione looked at him.

"Yes?" Hermione said.

"What's wrong with you?" Draco asked then bit his tongue for asking anything that would cause her to get edgy.

"Nothing. Just thinking." Hermione said quietly. People walking towards the Great Hall gave them an odd look, some even scorned. Draco glared at them before turning to look back Hermione.

"Thinking about what?" Draco asked.

"You." Hermione said. The way she said that made it seem as though she was close to regretting him. Damn her twisted mood.

"Okay." Draco said calmly. Once they reached the entrance of the Great Hall, Hermione gave him a peck on the cheek before walking away to the Gryfindor table. Draco also moved to his table with a few eyes staring at him. Why they looking at me like they never seen me with her before? He saw Pansy and was glad that she was okay. Now he was more curious about what the Head Master wanted. Draco sat down next to Pansy who was eating like a maniac. Dora had also walked in sitting next to Draco. He gave a small groan and prayed that the girl didn't remember anything.

"Uhh..hey Pansy." Draco said. He never thought of the day he would be interested to talk to her. But then again she wasn't the same as before, as though her pregnancy did her good.

"Hi..did you go the party last night?" Pansy asked biting a waffle. Draco nodded as he grabbed an apple from the fruit basket and began to eat.

"Oh...okay." Pansy said. Dora pulled on Draco's sleeve like a child to get his attention. Draco slowly turned over to see her.

"Hey kiddo." Draco said. Maybe if he treated her like one she would leave him alone.

"What's up?" Dora said.

"Nothing. Just kind of in a rush." Draco said.

"Rushing for what?" Pansy asked curiously. Even though she changed a bit, she still asked questions about his whereabouts.

"Uhh...Dumbledore wants a word with me." Draco said. That's when he got up off his seat. He gave a glance at the Gryfindor table and saw Hermione in a conversation with her two best friends.

"See you two later." Draco said to Dora and Pansy as he left the Great Hall. Draco walked along the corridors until he reached the familiar spiral staircase. He walked up and knocked on the head master's door. The Gargoyle attached to the side of the door gave him a strange look.

"What's up with everyone staring at me?! Is there something on my face!" Draco said angrily. The Gargoyle laughed and shook his head. That's when the door opened and Professor Dumbledore stood there.

"Ah..Mr. Malfoy, you have made it. Come in." He said giving him room to enter. Draco walked inside glancing at all the odd things the Head Master has stored up in his office.

"Sit down." The Head Master said. Draco sat down at a brown leather arm chair and waited for him to walk over and sit at his own desk.

"What was so important?" Draco asked impatiently. The Head Master gave him a sad look.

"There's really no better way to say this. I might as well tell you everything." Professor Dumbledore said. Draco nodded for him to continue. It better be good. All I had was an apple...

"It started a few months ago, while Ms. Parkinson was sick. I did not want to worry you at the time, since you had your hands full. Your father was having problems with the Ministry of Magic. After some time they caught him off guard at his house, the Manor. It seems that your father is a Death Eater. I am aware that you know this. Am I correct?" The Professor asked. Draco's jaw fell to the floor. His father was caught. He's caught and I might be put away as well.

"Now, don't be frightened or worried. Nothing will happen to you or your mother." The Head Master said quickly.

"What...what happened to my father." Draco asked nervously leaning forward on his chair.

"I am truly sorry for the trouble your family has gone through. But I assure you that your father is not dead." The professor said.

"Tell me what happened to my father!!!" Draco yelled impatiently.

"Your father is in Askaban." Professor Dumbledore said quickly.

"No! For how long?" Draco asked. Who will take care of his mother? Who will provide the money? Who will help him financially with the child. He didn't own any money under his name. Everything was under his fathers name.

"Life in prison." The professor said.

"NO! What...what am I going to do? What about my mother? How is she?" He asked urgently.

"Your mother is fine. She asked for you to see her for this weekend. Under the circumstances I am allowing you to do so. But please, don't do anything drastic." The professor said. Drastic? Why would I do anything drastic? Do I look like I'm going to risk my neck to save my father? He's better in prison then at home. All he ever did for his son and wife was torture them. Nothing good came out of the times Draco spent at the Manor in the summer. But mother must be taking this harder then I am.

"I have to go." Draco said quickly. He grabbed his bag and rushed out of the office. He had a mixture of emotions worry and relief, anger and happiness. He turned the next corner towards his first class, potions. When he finally came to the classroom he found a few murmurs. But class doesn't start yet. Draco wanted to be alone to think but found himself listening to the two people talk. Draco stood outside the class to eavesdrop.

"Dean! I'm not interested. Last night was for fun only." Hermione said

"Come on, you don't kiss my neck and turn me on only to walk off like that." Dean replied. What the fuck? Hermione? Thomas? Draco walked inside to find Dean leaning in on Hermione for a kiss. She was pushing him away but he probably was stronger then she was.

"Get your greasy hands off of her!" Draco screamed in fury. Draco pulled Dean off of Hermione. Hermione gave him a thankful look and Dean got pissed off.

"Who the fuck are you to tell me what to do? She doesn't belong to you." Dean yelled. Hermione gazed into Draco's eyes and Draco took the chance to pounced on Dean, throwing him on the floor. Then took one punch across the face.

"She's my girl. So fucking stay away from her, Thomas." Draco shouted in Dean's bleeding face. Hermione grabbed his arm pulling him up and stared at the two of them.

"You shouldn't have done that. He's injured." Hermione said worriedly. Draco looked at her appalled.

"If I didn't come here, he would of raped you!" Draco yelled in anger. Hermione bent over to look at Dean.

"Are you okay, Dean?" Hermione asked. How can she care about how he feels? Dean nodded raising himself up and touched the side of his face then looked at his hand which was bleeding.

"Hermione!" Draco said angrily. Hermione gave him a stern look.

"Do you always deal with your problems in a fist fight?! I'm taking him to the hospital wing." Hermione said irritated holding Dean up as she walked out of the room.

"I'm coming with you!" Draco said. No way was he going to allow her alone with that beast.

"Fine!" Hermione shouted. Dean kept quiet and walked a few feet away from Hermione. Good, stay away. Don't look at her either. Hermione left Dean once they reached the hospital wing and walked back quietly with Draco. He didn't say anything afraid that Hermione might jump down his throat. But he definitely was concerned about Hermione's supposed friendship with Dean Thomas.