"Ms.Granger? Mr.Malfoy? Wake up." Madame Pomphray shook Hermione and Draco up. They fell asleep at some point in time during their conversation. Hermione was the first to wake.

"What time is it?" She asked wearily.

"It' almost eleven'o clock dear. Oh my word! What happened Mr.Malfoy?" Draco woke up. He looked down at himself. He forgot what had happened to him. He was having so much fun talking to Hermione last night.

"Well?" She asked impatiently. He was speechless. He didn't know if he should tell her. Hermione looked at him, waiting for him to answer. When he didn't she did for him.

"His father came on the school grounds last night and started to whip him and kick him. When I saw him lying on the ground unconscious I brought him here. I tried to call for you but you weren't here. So I tried to heal his cuts." Madame Pomphray looked at Draco, her eyes filling up with tear.

"Is this true?" She asked, hoping they were just messing with her. Draco just nodded. She went over to Draco and hugged him, crying hysterically.

"I can't breath." Draco struggled to say. She let go.

"I'm so sorry. Do you know why he was doing that?" She asked.

"No." Draco lied. She went over to her desk and wrote this all down.

"Ok. If you find out please notify me as soon as possible. Do you understand?" She said in a serious tone this time.

"Yes maim."

"Thank you Ms. Granger for helping young Malfoy here. Thirty points to Gryffindor. Now I want you to stay here. You look much too weak to be walking around the school." She tried to push Draco down on the bed, but he refused.

"No it's ok. I feel better now. Hermione really knows how to heal someone in my condition." He replied. She narrowed her eyes, thinking.

"I suppose you can go. But the minute you're not feeling right you come to me. You understand?" She asked once more.

"Yes." She walked away from them and went into her office. Hermione and Draco walked out the door and headed toward The Great Hall for breakfast.

"So why did you lie to her? Why didn't you just tell her why he was doing that?" She asked confused.

"Because then she'll tell Dumbledore and then Dumbledore will tell the Ministry and then they'll put my father in Azkaban." He said.

"So? I thought you wanted your father to go there? Especially after what he did to you?" She asked.

"Yeah. But he's still my father. I mean what am I suppose to do?" They reached the entrance to the Great Hall.

"Bye. I had a nice time talking to you. Maybe we can do it again." Draco said.

"Yeah. I had a great time to. Bye." She reached up and kissed him on the cheek. She went into the Great Hall and sat down with her friends. Draco's hand flew up to where Hermione had kissed him. A smile was spread out on his face. He entered the room and sat down with his friends.

"Where were you Hermione?" Ron asked.

"We were looking for you in the Common Room but Ginny said that you weren't even in the Tower. Were you still in the Hospital Wing With Malfoy?" Ron asked with a mouthful of food. (What else is new?).

"Yeah. Why? Do you have a problem with that?" She asked, putting some at-ti-tude into it. (The author snaps her fingers.)

"No. Look Hermione we're sorry about the way we acted last night," Harry was explaining.

"Speak for yourself." Ron interrupted.

"It's just that you know how he's been acting toward us for the pass four years." (Oh yeah, they're in the fourth year. Sorry.)

"Yeah well maybe he had a reason to do those stuff to us." Hermione said angrily.

"Oh yeah? And what would that be?" Harry asked. He had a funny feeling that she knew.

"I don't know." She lied. She made a promise that she wouldn't tell anyone about her and Draco's conversation they had. She got up.

"Where are you going?" Harry asked.

"Back to the Common Room. I'm not that hungry anymore. She went across the hall and out the door. However she wasn't going to the Common Room. She was going to sit by the lake where it was nice and quiet.

Ten Minutes Before

"So Draky-poo are you going to be ok?" Pansy was once again hanging off of Draco's poor injured arm.

"OWW!" He pulled his arm out from under her with great effort.

"Pansy, you git! You know Draco is hurt there as well!" Blaise screamed at her.

"I'm sorry Draky-poo. Are you ok?" Draco wasn't listening to her. He was watching Hermione leaving the Great Hall. He stood up.

"I'm not that hungry anymore. I think I'll just go and take a walk."

"Ok mate. See later?" Blaise asked.

"Yeah. Bye." He left. He followed Hermione. He saw her sit down on the edge of the lake. He went over and sat down next to her. She looked over to him. He looked back.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"My friends. They actually yelled at me because they found out that I didn't come to the tower last night." She pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her head on them. Draco patted her on the back.

"It's ok. They were probably just worrying. At least you didn't have Parkinson hanging on you screaming 'Oh Draky-poo are you ok I was so worried.' That really get's to you after a while." All Hermione could do was laugh.

"What's so funny?" He demanded.

"You do a great imitation of her!" She was laughing so hard that her face was turning red. At this he started to laugh to.