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_______________________________________________________________________ **Nobody's POV**

"What are we going to do?" Draco kicked the ground. "We're stuck on the island with no wands. I'm stuck with you three goody-goods. I wouldn't mind it so much if it were just you guys because you can actually help me survive, but now we have to watch out for that whiney little brat! Carry her around, because she's a porcelin doll that's been broken."

Hermione buried her head in Harry's shoulders and sobbed softly. "I'm sorry." she whispered to him. He patted her on the back, easingly.

"Well, we don't even know what's on this island. So I say we build camp, fire, kill the mudblood, and eat her until we can find out what else there is to eat in this place." Draco walked over and sat down on a log.

"Shut up, Malfoy. We are not killing Hermione." Ron chimed in.

Hermione looked up from Harry's shoulders, hopeful.

"She needs to help us in some way," Draco looked to her and winked.

"I'd smack you if I were over there, you filthy rat!" Hermione struggled in Harry's arms, but only found that she hurt herself even more. Out came more "owie!"s.

"I guess we'll camp here for the night, since there is nowhere else we can go." Draco shrugged. "Er. We'll need things to lay on. Cut the wood, get something to hold it together. It'll be a hard matress, but it'll do. It's not cold out here so we can use our cloaks as the covering so we don't get any splinters while we sleep." Draco took off his cloak.

Harry gently set Hermione down on the ground. He took his cloak off, as did Ron, while Harry helped Hermione with hers.

"This is pathetic! Ugh! She's such a baby!" Draco hollered snatching the cloaks and throwing them on the sand. "Give me your vests too. We might be able to make something out of them that we can use later."

He took his off, Harry took his off, Ron took off his. Hermione crossed her arms over her chest and glared at Draco as he glared back at her. Harry went to help her but she lightly slapped him away. She took the vest over her head and was left in her white blouse, Gryffindor tie, knee-socks and her Hogwarts skirt. She lost her shoes. Now she really couldn't go anywhere.

She threw her sweater at Draco's head, but it didn't hurt, afterall, it was just a sweater.

Draco caught it and grinned at her. She gave him a wondering look.

He took her vest and smelled it. "Smells like cherries. Cherries drive me wild." He rubbed the vest all over his face and body. He was just actually doing that to get a rise out of her, but the scent really did make him melt. Of course, nobody knows that and nobody ever will.

"Erlck! I hate you! You're so gross! Give that back!" She smacked the ground.

"Make me you crippled mudblood." Draco said coldly, as she started to pout.

"Let's get started now, children," Ron gave them a bored look.

Draco got up, tossed all the vests into the pile with the cloaks and said, "Yes, lets," while staring at her. The guys soon were lost into a sea of trees.

------{An Hour Later}------

The guys had come back with loads of wood, while Hermione just stared into the ocean.

"Granger?"

She snapped back into reality. "What do you want, Malfoy?"

"Do you know how to sew?"

"A little bit."

"Then here." He tossed her a small sewing kit, complete with a little needle, thread, buttons, a small pair of scissors and some safety pins. He then tossed her the pile of cloaks and vests. "Just sew them all together."

"Where did you find the small kit?" Hermione questioned.

"In the pocket of my trousers. Nobody asked you to be a lawyer, Granger. Just sew." They shot eachother glares. Then she ripped and sewed for about two and a half hours while the guys found some thick leaves and tied the wood together.

When they were finally finished, it was almost dark. They placed the newly sewn sheet over the wood. Harry went and picked Hermione up and layed her down, while Draco rolled his eyes.

"I could get in so much trouble for doing this! I don't even fully know how to do it." Draco sighed and went to the end of the "bed" to where Hermione's foot was and grabbed it.

"Ahhh!!!" The rest of her jolted up and started pounding on his back.

"TRUST ME! I'LL HEAL YOU!" He screamed over her cries. "Potter, Weasley, hold her! Trust me!"

Harry and Ron thought for a moment then went and held Hemrione back onto the bed, while she was screaming her head off.

Draco then applied A LOT of pressure to her foot as she screamed even louder, then suddenly, the screaming stopped.

Hermione stopped struggling and screaming and just looked shocked. "My foot. I can't feel any pain in it. What did you do it? Did you make it so it has to be chopped off?"

"No, Granger. Relax. I healed it." Draco let go of her foot and went and layed down on the opposite side of her.

"How?" They were all curious to know.

"Dark arts. Goodnight." Draco rolled over and ignored them.

Ron got between Hermione and Draco while Harry took the outside of Hermione so she'll be protected.(A/N: ok..if you were to see them bunked in order..it would be like this...Draco- Ron- Hermione- Harry...k? I hope I didn't confuse anybody. lol.)

Then the worst thing happened. A bolt of lightning and the pour of rain.

#*#*#*#*#*#*Meanwhile...Back at Hogwarts*#*#*#*#*#*#

"It's lovely here."

"Thank you, Mr. Lockhart. Now, why are you here?" Dumbledore asked.

"To help. You see, I heard there were a few childrew in your school who aren't getting along very well, so I created a portkey book to bring them to any unknown island in the world. I figured it might help. The childen got it, and now they're gone. Yep. I hope it works."

"You sent my students to some unknown island. How will they get off of it?" Dumbledore had a bit of an angry glint in his eyes, but it wasn't serious.

"All they have to do is get along and then 4 months later, they can leave the island." Gilderoy smiled.

"Why four months?" McGonnigal asked.

"I want to know they are sincere about getting along." He grinned this time. "Very clever, of course."

"How will they know of these stupid instructions?" asked Snape, in a serpent's tone.

"Well, you see, the book had the instuctions in it. So if they jsut follow the book, they'll be fine."

#*#*#*#*#*#*#Back on the island#*#*#*#*#*#*#

They got all wet, but they still managed to get through the night.

"You know that book that we came with? The portkey?"

"Yeah." Harry frowned, looking at his wet glasses.

"Well, it seems that we are not doing so well on surviving. Maybe it has something in there that can help us."

"What made you think of that?" Harry asked.

"My inspiration to WANT TO LEAVE HERE!!!!" He finsished in a scream.

"Blimey! That's a good idea, Weasley! Let's go!" Draco finished wringing his socks out and threw them on the ground. "Wake up GRANGER!" HE shouted.

Hermione awoke and looked around confused.

"Let's go!" Draco grabbed her by the arm and pulled her up out of the bed onto her newly healed foot. Then he started laughing.

"What is it?" She croaked, sleepily.

Harry and Ron stiffled laughs too. She looked down and saw that her matching lacy pink bra was showing through the now wet white blouse. She gasped and pulled her shirt out so they wouldn't see anything.

"Let's go now," Draco laughed.

They walked for hours and hours until they got to the other side of the island to find the book. What they found was not pleasing to there eyes.

A million pages of splatered ink all across the sand.

Their fears had been confirmed.

The tide had come in.

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