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A/N:  MWA HAHAHA!!!! Yes that was an exciting chapter wasn't it?  Sorry it was short.  I HAD to stop there.  All right well here it goes.  R/R, please…pretty please…pretty please with Draco on top?  Mmmmmm…oh sorry yeah here it is.

Whisper~Mad~Crazy                                                         Chapter 9-Surprise!

"WHAT!?"  Hermione and 'Eric/Draco', yelled, suddenly jumping apart.

"Headmaster…you…you must have…have made…a mistake."  Hermione stammered.

"Yes Professor this…this can't be…can't be…" Draco faded off.

"No there has been, no mistake."  Dumbledore replied.  "I will let you two get reacquainted."  He said turning towards the door.

"Reacquainted with that?"  Draco pointed towards Hermione angrily.

"Absolutely not!"  Hermione yelled towards him.  With that they both stomped off to their respective rooms.  Dumbledore shook his head as he stepped back out of the portrait.

"How did it go Albus?"  Professor McGonnagle asked as he reappeared.

"I believe there is something I've missed Minerva."  He replied.

"Missed?"  McGonnagle looked at him quizzically.  "What do you mean Albus?"

"You shall see Minerva.  We shall all see but only when they are ready."

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          "I cannot believe I…ah!"  Draco yelled throwing his pillows across his room.  "I mean I…no that was a lie.  I never loved her."  He sat down on the end of his bed and put his head in his hands.  "I never loved her."

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          "This cannot be happening!"  Hermione said pacing her room.  "I mean…I loved him."  Tears formed in the corners of her eyes. "And he loved me."  She went over to her door and started pounding on it.  "Why did you have to do this to me you bastard!"  She yelled, tears streaking her face.  "Why?"  She leaned heavily against the door and sank down onto her knees.  "No, he never loved me and I never loved him."  Her eyes slowly closed, heavy with sleep.  "I never loved him."

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          "Hermione!  Hermione come out!  Hermoine where are you!"  Harry and Ron pounded on the painting.

"The mistress does not wish to come out now!"  The portrait said to them angrily.  "Neither she or the young sir has left this morning.  Now if you do not desist I will have to inform The Headmaster to your abuse of Hogwarts property!"

"I've got a better idea."  Harry said angrily. "How about you let me in to my girlfriend or I rip you off the wall and tear you up into pieces so tiny that not even Dumbledore can put you back together."

The painting raised an eyebrow towards him.  "Your girlfriend?"  He asked.

"Yes my girlfriend!"  Harry replied still angry.  Just then the portrait swung open.

"Thanks Herm…Malfoy!"  Harry and Ron yelled.

"You're Head Boy?"  Ron asked still yelling.

"Yes, yes.  Now enough with the yelling Weasel."  Draco replied rubbing his head.  "What are you trying to do?  Wake the whole castle?"

"The whole castle is awake Malfoy."  Harry told him glaring.

"What?  What time is it?"  He asked.

"Time for you to let us in and so I can see my girlfriend!"  Harry yelled again.

"Your girlfriend?"  Malfoy asked.

"Yes my girlfriend!  Why does everyone keep asking me this?"  Harry replied.

"So the whole time she was talking about you…" Draco said softly.

"What?"  Harry and Ron asked.

Draco caught himself.  "Nothing.  Anyway, sorry Potty but Little Red Weasley isn't here."

"Why you!"  Ron said taking a step towards Malfoy but Harry was faster.  He tackled Malfoy into the Head Common Room.

"I was talking about Hermione!"  Harry yelled, punching Malfoy in the face.  Draco struggled beneath him but it was no use, one of Harry's fists made contact with his nose and blood gushed forth from it.  Harry didn't let up though once he had pummeled Draco's face.  He moved on to his stomach punching him relentlessly in the sides.

"Harry!"

Harry looked up.  Hermione was at the door of her room, staring wide-eyed at him and Draco.  She ran over to them.

"Harry, get off of him!"  She yelled, trying to lift him off Draco.  He stood up, pulling Hermione up with him.

"Good show Harry!"  Ron said walking over to Malfoy and giving him one last kick in the side.

"Ron!"  Hermione screamed.

"What?"  He asked, but it was too late.  Hermione's hand hit him fiercely on the cheek.  He stumbled back clutching his face.

"Don't you touch him!"  She yelled again.  "Either of you!"  She said glaring at Harry.

"Hermione…what…" Harry started.

"Harry just go."  Hermione said kneeling next to Draco.  Harry took a step towards her.  "Go!"  Harry gazed at her, hurt apparent in his dark green eyes.  He motioned to Ron and they both left the common room, glancing back at Hermione worriedly.  Hermione heard the portrait click shut.  Again she had tears in her eyes.  She looked Draco up and down.  His face was covered in blood and the black t-shirt he had been wearing was ripped and blood soaked.

"Eri…Draco.  Draco please, can you hear me?"  She asked shaking him slightly, tears falling from her eyes.  Suddenly she pounded him on the chest.

"Damn you Malfoy!  We've only been at school for a day and already I've cried twice for you!  Don't think that I don't regret everything that happened on that trip because I do!  I regret every minute of it!  And to think I cheated on Harry with you!  You of all people, Draco Malfoy!"  She continued to pound him on the chest.  Suddenly his chest gave a great heave.  Hermione sat up, still crying.

"Draco?"  She asked quietly.  He opened his eyes slightly but suddenly turned onto his side.  He coughed heavily, blood spurting from his mouth.  He clutched his sides and continued to cough up blood.

"Oh my god."  Hermione said.  "Draco, I have to get you to the hospital wing!"  She tried to lift him but it was no use, he was too heavy.  Of course he wasn't helping either.

"Let go of me!"  He said angrily.

"Draco I'm trying to help you!"  She replied just as angry.

"I don't need any help."  He said trying to heave himself up.  "And I especially don't want any from you."  He stood, leaning heavily on the table.  He managed to take a few steps before falling back down again.  Hermione rushed to his side.

"I told you I don't want your help!"  He yelled pushing her away.

"I don't care!"  She yelled back, but that was the last thing he heard because suddenly everything went black.

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Draco's eyes opened slowly, his eyelids were heavy and tried to stay shut but he willed them open.  He clutched his throbbing head and tried to figure out where he was.  He looked down he was sitting on a bed; there were in fact beds all around him.

"The hospital wing," he said to himself.  "Damn her, I told her not to help me!"  He said angrily.  He tried to stand but instantly regretted it.  His legs gave way beneath him and he had to grab the bed for support.  He lifted himself back up and looked around for Madam Pomfrey, he could really use some pain relief potion right now.  No sooner had he thought that than he heard the door to Madam Pomfrey's office click shut.  He turned and saw her bustling towards him.

"Welcome back Mr. Malfoy."  She said pouring him something into a vial and handing it to him.  "Here this will reduce the aches and pains.  That must have been some fall you took."

"Fall?"  He asked handing her the empty vial.

"Oh yes, Ms. Granger told me all about it."  She replied.

'Oh so now Granger's covering for her boyfriend is she?  Well we'll see about that.'  Draco thought to himself.  "Madam Pomfrey, I don't remember any fall."  He said putting on his most innocent look.

"Ah yes, I hadn't expected you to remember much.  You got quite a bump on the head."  She said cleaning up the potions on his bedside table.  "And sorry about the yelling dear, I've told them to stop 3 times already but I'll try again."  She said scurrying away.

"Yelling?"  Draco said to himself.  He hadn't noticed it before but someone was yelling, just outside the infirmary doors.  It was a boy and a girl by the sound of it and neither of them were very happy.  He watched as Madam Pomfrey went to the door and opened it.

"I told you I was sorry!  What more do you want?"

"I want an explanation for why you are suddenly sticking up for that git!"

"Mr. Potter!"  Madam Pomfrey snapped.  "That will be quite enough!  Now either you two be quite and allow Mr. Malfoy some rest or you will have to leave the vicinity!"

Draco watched the scene through the half open door.  Even from his position on the bed he could see the tears streaking down Hermione's cheeks.

'Well that what she gets for trying to help me.'  He thought bitterly.  He watched as Harry said something to Hermione then turned and quickly vanished down the hall. 

"Are you sure you are ok, Hermione dear?"  Madam Pomfrey asked worriedly.

"Yes ma'am I'm fine really."  Hermione responded wiping the tears from her face.  Madam Pomfrey gave her a sideways glance before returning to her office.  Hermione slowly entered the infirmary.  She caught Draco's eye and smiled at him slightly, but he simply glared at her and turned around.  She felt her eyes well up again and hastily walked over to him.

"Draco."  She said, her voice quivering.  He didn't respond.  "Draco please say something."

"What do you want mudblood?"  He snapped, his voice dripping with venom.

"Draco why are you being like this!"  Hermione said angrily, a few tears falling.  "What happened to the Draco that I knew?  The Draco I…I loved?"  She ended softly.

"One, you never loved me.  Two, the Draco you knew was something I was pretending to be.  He's not real Granger, get over it.  And go cry to Potty or something because quite frankly I'm tired of hearing it."  He drawled lazily.  Hermione glared at him through the tears in her eyes.

"You're right," she snapped at him.  "You could never really be that kind and caring and charming and… You're right…I never loved you.  I hate you Draco Malfoy, I hate you with all my heart."  She laughed mockingly.  "And to think, that two days ago I would have told you that same sentence with one words difference."  She stalked off towards the doors but not before Draco spoke up.

"And what word would that have been?"  He yelled to her.  "Heart to foot perhaps?"

She spun around glaring daggers at him.

"Hate to love!  You insufferable prick!"

Draco watched as she ran through the doors and down the hall.

"Well I may be an insufferable prick, but at least I've got a sense of humor."  He said to himself before drifting into a drug-induced sleep.     

A/N:  Well there you have it.  Go on flame me all you want.  I'm a brick (haha inside joke sorry.)  Ok well read and review cause that would really make me happy and thus me being happy, I will probably get new chapters out to you sooner.  Right R/R.