Draco stared into her liquid brown eyes, not even daring to blink lest the vision in his bed disappear in the one instant his eyes would be closed.

"I had several potions and knew enough healing spells to heal you. Unfortunately... the one's I knew required skin on skin contact and a transfer of several quarts of blood."

Hermione smirked a little, deciding to tease the Slytherin in exchange for her own embarrassment.

"So... it just wasn't for you benefit that I'm naked... for mine as well. But how to check that my virtue is still intact?"

Draco gulped and backed away to sit on the chair once again.

"Aren't you supposed to be heartbroken or something?" he asked suddenly. Hermione froze in place where she'd been trying to tuck the sheet firmly around her body.

"What?!"

""You, erm... forgot to put a silencing charm around your room..." he mumbled, looking away from her shocked chocolate eyes.

Images flashed back to her... her reading a letter from some Marietta Corosini saying that she really was sorry but Hermione deserved to know that... her shouting at Victor via Floo, accusing him of betraying her... him not denying the accusations and looking guilty...her feeling lost and angry... despair at her realization that she had been lied to for several months... utter, gut-wrenching... heart-breaking... sorrow...

Tears welled up in her eyes as she realized what had happened...

Victor had officially dumped her, or had she dumped HIM?, and she had swallowed 2 of her pills at the same time, causing her to lose consciousness from a mild case of overdose.

The unconscious thing was never lasted long, in fact, she'd been through it a few times. But she'd never been fatally injured during it either. So chances were... Draco had saved her life. Great... now she owed the git something for saving her life. Chances were that he only did it for the favor...

Hermione sighed and summoned her wand.

"Okay Malfoy... here goes. Can I please go back to my own room now? I need clothes!"

Draco grinned, realizing that he could now bend things to his advantage.

"Sorry Granger... You can't leave yet but I'll lend you a few of my clothes, alright?"

"The clothes I can use, even if they ARE yours, but why can't I leave?" she asked, frowning until her brow furrowed and she lowered her wand.

"I'll explain it after you're dressed."