Disclaimer: If you think I own the characters of Harry Potter, go to a psychiatrist because I do not own the characters from Harry Potter!!!!!!! Not even Draco Malfoy!!!!!!!!!

 A/N: ? By the way, Nick is supposed to look like Justin from Hollyoaks!!!!!!!!!

Chapter 15

Last time:

"I HATE YOU!" Hermione's voice rang from her bedroom followed by a huge slam of her door.

It echoed endlessly in the blank mind of Malfoy. The only words that appeared in his head were, "She hates you," he croaked as the wind left his lungs.

*~*~*Why Do I Even Bother*~*~*

This morning, Liz, Rose and Holly began work on their history. They needed to find out more about themselves and the first place to begin was the family tree. How exactly they were sisters really confused them. Holly took charge and started giving out orders

"So what you are asking me to do is go right back into the family tree and find how we are sisters, record every detail, and also research the Book of Shadows? All by myself. Is that what you said?" Rose said quite flustered by the fact that now Holly was in charge, Rose had to do everything boring.

"Well that's what you heard," Holly had to take out her frustration on something! Since Cole died (A/N: Or so they think…) everything was going down hill. Even her grades were not as good as before.

"Holly, she's right," Liz interrupted the beginning of a catfight, "Rose can't do everything."

"Okay," Holly was starting to get annoyed with all this, "You do some then."

"Argh!" Rose screamed, "You're a hopeless case, you know that! Okay, so Cole is dead. Face it Holly, there nothing you can do to bring him back so get on with life!"

It looked like Rose had hit the nail on the head because Holly began her temper tantrum.

"Fine! It's not like I care whether we're sisters or not! The less I get into this whole Charmed thing the better! At least I don't have to hang around with you losers!" Holly's words rang in the other two's ears as well, "And if I have to forget about Cole, why doesn't Liz get over the fact that Harry doesn't want her!"

The reaction Liz got from this was very appealing to Holly. Liz still had her dignity though so she just stormed out of the Holly's common room, controlling raging tears until she found the bathroom.

"You can be really horrible sometimes, Holly, did you know that," Rose whispered so quietly that only Holly could hear her.

Holly looked away from Rose as if this disaster had nothing to do with her, "Yeah, but you're pretty sad yourself. Can't you see that Nick doesn't like you at all? He's in love with Leah and has always been actually."

She smirked at Rose's face. Although Rose was strong and did not cry much, her feelings were hurt a lot.

"Yeah? Well, it's jut as well that Cole died then isn't it," Rose had found another come back.

"What's that supposed to mean," Holly hissed.

"Didn't you know?" If Holly wanted to play then Rose would definitely join in, "He was two-timing you. He was going out with Riana."

*~*

"So you still pissed with Malfoy, 'Mione?" Ron buttered a toast, well to be precise his eighth one.

"The dirty asshole doesn't even know what's coming," Hermione answered, "It's just the beginning of the torture I will put him through."

"The beginning?" Harry thought quite confused, "What exactly –"

"What did you do to him, Granger?!" Pansy Parkinson barged into the dining hall, startling a few people, and twisted Hermione around.

"Well, there goes my breakfast," Hermione said watching her chocolate croissant fall to the floor.

"I said, what did you to do Draco?" Pansy repeated.

"Students, I fear that a lot has taken place, some even without my acknowledgement, to do with you Hogwarts students," Professor Voltaire came up behind them silently.

"Good morning, Professor Voltaire," Hermione and Harry said in unison.

"Morning, Sir," Ron smiled as though he was hiding something. Harry nudged him to stop.

"Hmm, I will be keeping an eye out on you though," Voltaire said still uncertain, "Professor Albus Dumbledore has just sent an owl message informing me that house points shall be awarded for your own houses. As in Gryffindor and Slytherin. Good-bye to you for now, and Miss Parkinson, please do not disturb those who are innocently eating their breakfast. 5 points off Slytherin."

"Innocent!" Pansy raged.

"Control yourself child!" Though Voltaire's went even quieter as he said this, it seemed to echo through the entire hall, "Or I may have to send you back to Hogwarts to get some counselling! Another 5 points off Slytherin." He was enjoying this.

Pansy obviously would not leave Draco's side so, "Yes, sir."

She left as Voltaire stepped aside to let her past, and he followed her out of the doors.

"Exactly what did you to Malfoy this time?" Ron asked finally thinking that he was full.

"Not something you'll regret, right?" Harry asked because of the look on Hermione's face.

She abruptly changed her downcast face into one full of anger and hatred, "I will definitely not regret what I did to the sick person."

Although her voice was firm, inside, her stomach was also writhing in sadness, "Uh, listen, I have to, um, go to the library. Finally found where it is."

Before Ron could ask whether he could come along to do some homework, Hermione swept out of the hall and turned the opposite direction from the library.


*~*

Draco lay unstill on the hospital wing bed. The hospital wing was painted a fresh spring green with a crisp dark green line as a border. The patients beds were behind a screen that let only those who knew each separate password see through them and go through them. The empty beds however, did not have a screen around it at all.

"God, is this bed lumpy or what?" He moaned as he tried very hard to turn, "Okay, my body won't move."

At that moment, the school's Healer, Madam Threadgold, came in to check upon the patients, or should I say patient – there was only Draco in the room.

"Draco dormeins nunquam titilandus," She whispered to go through the screen, "Ah, I see that the potent potion has started to take effect upon your paralysis seizure," She picked up a check board and ticked off something, "Your eyes, ears, nose and mouth are free to move but you neck and rest of body have not been rescued yet."

Draco however did not take in anything much further than paralysis seizure. He was paralysed? Of course, then again, Hermione's power was pretty strong. But to paralyse him? He was paralysed? He tried to say come again but his head stubbornly drifted off to sleep.

*~*

"Thank God she has other problems of her own to see to than me," Lavender told Parvati while leaning against a stonewall behind the statue of Igor the Irritable.

"Yeah, but I think her problems are over," Parvati warned Lavender, "I mean, whatever they did with their new groupies is over by the looks of it, she's already dumped Malfoy."

"I suppose so, but she might go running back to him for all we know. They've always had an iffy relationship," Lavender said, "Then again, I could always have revenge by driving both further apart."

"I think you have a thing for Malfoy, huh?" Parvati punched playfully.

"Don't hint, hint, wink, wink, nudge, nudge me, missy," In other words Lavender was saying, don't you think I know?

"Come on, even I have to admit he's changed a lot," Parvati pressed on.

"Yes, but I still love Seamus," Lavender said a little too firmly as though assuring herself.

"Actually, you just said he was getting really bring now," Parvati went even further.

"So!" Lavender burst out, "Let's go, I think I have just come up with a plan."

 A/N: To cut a long thing short – Did you enjoy this chapter?????

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