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Chapter 7

Awkward Situations

"I just don't know, Dumbledore. I think he's in danger."

"I know, Molly, but we only have about a month left until they return to Hogwarts and then Draco will be safe."

Draco distantly heard two voices talking beside the bed he was resting on. At least, he thought it was a bed, he didn't have the strength to open his eyes. His entire body was sore.

"I hope so. How is Enid?"

"She'll be fine. I had some Healers from St. Mungo's come over and check up on her and they said that since she is new to being a Curator, she has yet to build up immunity to all of Draco's pain. At this vulnerable stage she's in, if Draco should get a paper cut she would feel it."

Draco stirred. He was trying to tell them to keep there voices down, it was hurting his ears but his jaw was extremely sore and all that came out was mumbled words.

"Oh, he's awake." Mrs. Weasley said, looking down at the badly bruised teen. Draco very reluctantly opened his eyes. He was relieved to know that the shades in Charlie's room were pulled closed since his eyes probably couldn't handle the light.

Dumbledore walked over and sat at the foot of Draco's bed.

"Mr. Malfoy, I know you may not want to answer any questions right now but I'm afraid I must ask them. Who attacked you at Diagon Alley?" Dumbledore said, for once his eyes didn't have that twinkle in them.

"M-my…father…" Draco whispered, looking out the window.

"Lucius attacked you?" It wasn't really a question. "Do you know why your father attacked you, Draco?"

Draco paused. "No." He finally answered. Dumbledore nodded his head, although he looked as if he didn't believe him. 'Stupid old fool' Draco thought.

Draco immediately expected to hear Enid answer his remark in his head, but it never came.

"Where's Enid?" Draco asked.

"She's in Bill's room, dear." Mrs. Weasley answered. "She's sleeping, I believe."

"Is she alright?" Draco asked, although he made sure his voice didn't sound concerned.

"She'll be fine, now." Mrs. Weasley answered. "We'll leave you to get your rest, Draco." Mrs. Weasley and Dumbledore left the room.

Draco turned over and fell almost immediately to sleep.

Enid woke up with a gasp from her deep sleep. She was having a peaceful dream when she was startled out of it with a panicked feeling that was definitely not coming from her. She threw the covers off her and got up as fast as she could. Her entire body was sore but she didn't bruise, or cut, or bleed, and there was no way she was going to let anything happen to Draco again.

Enid burst into Draco's room, her wand at the ready even though she really didn't need it. She looked around for the cause of his distress and found- nothing. Draco was in his bed fast asleep only his whole body was shaking slightly. 'He must be having a nightmare' Enid thought with a tiny smile. She walked over to Draco's bed and carefully shook him awake.

"Draco, Draco." She whispered. "Draco, wake up."

"What?" He mumbled sleepily. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, you were just having a nightmare." Enid whispered back. Draco immediately woke up at her last statement.

"I don't have nightmares." Draco stated shortly.

"Well, you might want to think again because your nightmare woke me up." Enid snapped. She was tired of Draco's constant attitude.

"I wasn't having a nightmare." Draco snapped again, his voice getting louder.

"Whatever you say." She said, rolling her eyes.

"Why'd you wake me?"

"Well, part of the reason was because you were-

Draco glared at her.

"shaking uncontrollably and the other was because I need to generate the wall that separates our thoughts."

"Now? Aren't you tired?" Draco asked, fake yawning.

"No and neither are you." Enid stated firmly.

"Oh, fine let's get this over with." Draco pushed the covers off of him, thanking God he was dressed in decent clothes. He had on green silk boxer shorts and a white T-shirt. He sat up and Enid climbed on top of the bed.

"What are you doing?" He asked suspiciously.

"Well, I need to be directly in front of you and since you're set on facing this way I have to climb on the bed. I would prefer to be standing on the floor though."

"Ugh." Draco swung his legs over the bed and Enid climbed off to stand directly in front of him.

"Alright." She said, placing her hands on his temples. 'Warm' Draco thought. Enid blushed, but he didn't notice.

"Now, Draco, concentrate. Concentrate on blocking all your thoughts and feelings from me. Are you ready?" She asked.

"What are you going to do?" Draco asked nervously.

"Don't be so scared. I'm only going to put up the wall, now concentrate." She said sharply.

Draco concentrated on every thought and feeling he didn't want her to know and felt a warm heat envelope his head. It grew hotter and hotter before it slowly cooled down.

Draco opened his eyes. Enid was wavering a little on her feet and her eyes were rolled back. 'Oh, no' he thought.

After setting up the mind block Enid felt her energy draining from her. She was becoming extremely tired and her whole body was shutting down slowly. Her legs gave way and she started to collapse. Instead of hitting the hard floor, Enid found herself in a pair of strong arms. She managed to open her eyes and saw Draco above her. He didn't look worried but, then again, did he ever?

"Guess, I used too much energy, huh?" She whispered, her eyes shutting.

Draco looked down at the sleeping Enid. Her whole body was limp in his arms. There was no way he could wake her up, even if he tried. He placed her on his bed and left.

Draco crept into Bill's room and collapsed onto the bed with a sigh. He smirked, thinking about how, at Hogwarts, it was practically everyday that girl fainted into his arms. But his smile faded when he remembered the events the day before. Draco stared out his window, the moonlight casting shadows across the room, and thought about exactly why he said no to his father. Draco was so sure he would've jumped at the chance to become Death Eater, to be on the side he knew would win.

As Draco thought of that statement, he knew it wasn't true. He didn't know what side would win. Was that what scared him? Not knowing. He remembered once what his mother had told him when he was little. "To be naïve, is to be vulnerable." One of the things Draco hated the most was to be vulnerable to others, which he found he was doing more often than not. Thinking these thoughts made Draco thankful he had just set up a wall between his thoughts. He didn't know if he could live if anyone found out what he was thinking and feeling. It was creepy.

Draco turned over and buried his head into the pillow. It smelled good, like lavender and jasmine. Draco didn't want to even know how he knew what the hell lavender and jasmine smelled like and forced himself to just go to sleep.

Enid woke up the next morning in a very comfortable bed. 'Wait, my bed isn't as soft as this.' She thought opening her eyes. 'This isn't my room' Enid lifted her head and propped herself up by her elbows. She was in Draco's room. 'Did I fall asleep in here?' She asked herself. 'Where's Draco?'

Just then Enid heard an ear-piercing scream.

"What the hell are you doing in Enid's bed!" Kitana screamed, staring at the very angry Draco Malfoy who was woken up by her scream.

"What the bloody hell does it look like I'm doing!" Draco screamed, aggravated. He had been having a peaceful dreamless sleep when he felt someone whispering in his ear about getting his lazy little butt out of bed. That's when the warning alarms went off and he woke up, staring at the wide-eyed Kitana.

"Where's Enid?" She screamed back at him.

"I'm right here, Kitana" Kitana turned around to face Enid, who was rubbing her eyes and yawning. She obviously had waked her up.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" Kitana said, speaking softer.

"I think you woke the whole bloody house up." Ron said, coming up behind Enid.

"What's going on?" Vale said, walking into the room.

"What the hell is this? A reunion? Get the hell out, I was sleeping!" Draco shouted as Mr. and Mrs. Weasley came up behind Ron, Enid, and Vale.

"We were all sleeping, Malfoy." Retorted Hermione, appearing with Ginny by her side. "What's the matter? And why are you in Enid's bed?"

"H-he, he was just…he…" Enid stuttered. "I fell asleep in his bed." She finished lamely, blushing down to her neck.

"Why were you in his bed?" Vale asked. Enid blushed even more.

"We were generating a wall…" Enid mumbled.

Vale suddenly burst out laughing. "Is that what they call it these days?"

Enid narrowed her eyes despite her embarrassed state.

"Wow, you don't waste anytime, do you, Draco?" Kitana winked at him and burst out laughing as well. Draco paled slightly, but his face was livid.

This got everyone else laughing, except Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, who just stalked off to bed when they heard there was no danger.

"Grr!" Grumbled Enid. "KITANA AND VALE, YOU GUYS ARE BIG, FAT MEANIES!"

Everyone only laughed harder at this, Vale was on the floor clutching her side and Kitana was holding onto the dresser for support.

"Look," Draco screamed, "Enid was only in my room because she needed to separate my mind from hers-

"Draco, that didn't sound any better." Enid pointed out, shaking her head.

"Anyway, it used all of her energy and she fell asleep in my bed." Draco finished then thought about what he just said. "Damn it."

"Used all of your energy, huh?" Laughed Ginny. "Must have been worth it."

"Ugh! Bad image!" Ron said, covering his eyes. "I'm going back to bed." He walked out of the room, holding his mouth.

"Well, now that I had a good laugh, I'm going to go freshen up." Ginny said, walking out of the room. "Let's go, Hermione, we don't want to be in the middle of this terribly romantic ordeal."

"Bugger off, Weasley!" Draco shouted.

"You first, Malfoy." She called back, walking away.

"You guys are too easy to pick on." Vale said, walking out of the room. She was still laughing.

"Next time you guys want to go generate, tell us first." Kitana said, patting Enid on the back. "We don't want to walk in on- well, you get the point." Enid ran after her but she shut the door in her face. Enid slammed her fist against the door, before turning to Draco with her head bowed.

"They're never going to let us live this down." She sighed. "How do we get ourselves into these situations."

"Who knows." Draco shrugged.

"Draco?"

"Hmm."

"I'm really sorry about last night, at Diagon Alley. It was my fault, I should've went with you. I was being so selfish." Enid whispered.

"Don't apologize, just forget about that day. I already did." Draco said with finality.

"Why did you turn him down?"

"What?"

"You know what I'm talking about." Enid said, standing up and sitting beside him on the bed.

"What makes you think that I turned him down?"

"Your nightmare. You were reliving what happened."

"I don't know." Draco answered truthfully. "Everything seemed…different."

"Different?" Enid asked confusedly.

"Yes, different." Draco answered shortly, standing up and heading for the door.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to pry. I was just curious."

"Curiosity killed the cat."

Enid laughed. "I suppose you're right."

"Aren't I always?" Draco smirked. Enid rolled her eyes for the umpteenth time.

"Must you always be so…so…pompous!"

"I am not pompous!" Draco yelled indignantly.

"Of course, you aren't." Enid said sarcastically.

"Bugger off." Draco muttered opening the door.

"Draco, when are you going to tell them?" Enid asked before he closed her door.

"Tell them what?" Draco answered his voice tight. The door was open a crack so that Enid couldn't see his face.

"Never mind." She sighed.

Draco closed the door.

"When are you going to tell them that your mother is still alive?" Enid whispered aloud.

A/N: dum, dum, DUM! The plot thickens! No, wait- that's my oatmeal…REVIEW!