6

Friends

Adrienne sat down at Draco's bedside looking at his bandaged face. His jaw was now a darker purple and his cuts had been properly healed via use of magic. His leg was in a cast and he was sleeping peacefully. His leg lay on a couple of pillows, and would have been healed instantly by use of magic, but the bone had shattered. He had to have his leg cut open, and the bone pieces had to be brought together with visual aid. he had actually just gotten out of surgery.

She held Draco's hand and leaned forward, brushing a strand of blonde hair out of his eyes. She heard footsteps behind her and tried to ignore them. She knew who it was.

"Adrienne?" a soft, sad voice said. Adrienne turned around, still holding Draco's hand.

"Potter," she said coldly. Harry winced at the sound of his last name, and the icy voice that said it.

"That hurts babe," Adrienne jumped up, letting Draco's hand fall to the bed.

"You think you didn't hurt me too Harry?" Harry looked down to his shoes. "You practically called me a whore!"

Harry's head shot up, a look of shock covered his face. "I never called you a whore!" he saw her expression and sighed. "I heard what happened," he said slowly. "I came as soon as I heard."

"'Heard' you say… you probably did it!" Harry couldn't believe all of the things that were coming out of her mouth. She saw the look he gave her and began to explain, "You were insanely jealous of him, you had hated him even before he and I were bound, before you and I even met!" harry looked at her with hope and pity.

"Adrienne… look at me," she looked up. "You know me better than almost anyone I have ever known. Honestly, do you thin I could have that much hatred and desire to hurt in order to do that to him?" Adrienne didn't know what to think, she was so confused.

"He didn't do it," a weak voice said from behind them. Adrienne turned around to see Draco, eyes half opened and breathing heavily. Adrienne quickly went to the chair she had been sitting on and took Draco's hand. He began speaking again, "I was watching you two fighting, I could hear a lot of it. I saw Adrienne came walking to the castle, I turned around and BAM! Something hit my jaw, felt like a train crashed into it. It kept hitting me, kicking me. I blacked out, I heard a couple loud cracks. I woke up to an immense pain in my leg and don't remember much after that.

Adrienne looked at him with such sorrow, it looked as though someone had died. She got up and went over to Harry with as emotionless look plastered on her face. "Could we talk about this later?" she asked him. He nodded and left, head hanging down. She felt kind of bad for making him feel this way. It was not in her nature to want to hurt people.

"Adrienne," Draco called her. She turned and walked back over to him, looking at him intently. He tried to get up to a sitting position, and found it extremely hard.

"Do you want some help?" Adrienne asked him, reaching for his arm.

"No!" Adrienne jumped back. "No, it's ok, I'm fine." Like she believed that. He kept trying at getting up until her finally stopped, resting his head back on the pillow. Adrienne sighed and pulled his leg closer to him, taking his hand in hers. He put half his weight on her and pushed up until he was sitting upright. "Thank you."

"No problem." She could tell there was tension in his voice. When he spoke to her, he felt insecure, unable to say his feelings, but then saying them anyway. He had no control or security around her. Mortal enemies, but best friends. If that was possible.

"You said my name." Adrienne eyed Draco, who was not getting what she meant.

"… Bates?" he had no idea what she was talking about.

"No, no, no. You… you called me Adrienne." Draco looked at her, confused. Has he? Has he really called her that? He had never called anyone by their first name, not even Crabbe and Goyle. "It's not a bad thing, it's just… have you ever said that to anyone before?" Draco shook his head, staring at the blankets her rested under.

"Draco," he turned. "Draco, Draco, Draco," she tried out the name. "Draco, I think we should keep it this way."

"What do you mean, like first name basis?" It was a new thing, really friendly. Draco wasn't very fond of friendly.

"Not just that, but being nice. I think we should be friends from now on. I have to look out for you now anyway." she added, ruffling his hair. He tried at swatting her arm away, smiling. I'm so glad he has his hair loose now, she thought subconsciously, unaware that she was finding him very cute at this point.

"Why do you have to look out for me then?" He gestured at his leg.

"They couldn't heal you leg magically, your bone was shattered. They did surgery earlier this morning and now it can heal properly. It has to heal manually, otherwise they may get a vein or something caught in there. But Madame Pomfrey will give you medication so you'll hear within a week or two." He stared at her, studying her. She had changed a lot over the summer. She wore tight jeans and a wife beater tank top. Her hair fell straight to her shoulders and her eyes sparkled, even when she was unhappy.

"Wait, what day is it? What time is it?" Adrienne looked at her watch, then at him.

"It's October 6th, and it's 11:52 am," she said. She saw his worried expression and sensed his worry. "Don't worry, you only got attacked yesterday, you haven't missed anything," she said with a smile.

"Good," he sighed with relief. He didn't want to miss a lot of school. Draco couldn't fall behind or his father would send him home and teach Draco himself, but Draco didn't want that. "So… we're friends now?"

Adrienne nodded, "I guess so."

"Then as a friend, could you get me breakfast?" She threw a pillow at him.

"I said friend, not slave." They began hitting each other with their pillows, laughing. If you had walked in at this time, it would have been a big 'aww' moment. But no one did, so on with the show. Adrienne quickly sat on his bed, being careful not to get hit or hurt his leg. He pulled her into him, getting in a few good hits on her head. They slowed their fighting and Adrienne laid on Draco's chest. "You're very comfy," she said. She saw nothing bad about this, she did that to her guy friends all the time. But it was making Draco uncomfortable, he wasn't the touchy- feely type when it came to friends.

"Aren't you going out with someone?" Draco asked. Adrienne sat on her chair, she looked at him apologetically.

"Yea, I don't know what I should do about that. I have to talk to him," she groaned and let her head hang down. She was dreading what she knew she had to do.

Adrienne stopped at the sight of Harry. I don't want to do, she thought. Draco lay asleep in his bed behind her, she had asked Harry to meet her here. She took a deep breath and continued walking over to him. "Hello," she said with a forced half-smile. He sighed.

"Look, Adrienne. Let me say everything before you say anything, ok?" Adrienne nodded. "Look, Adrienne, I had no right to say that to you. You're right, I did, basically call you a whore. You're not a whore, you're a very kind, compassionate person and that's why I like you so much. I just wanted you for myself because I couldn't stand the thought of losing you, and now I've lost you anyway." Adrienne was silent and staring at the floor, her eyes glazed over.

"How long did it take you to rehearse that?" she asked, eyes still in a daze.

"An hour and 42 minutes," they laughed. Harry gave her a serious look and shifted his weight from his right to his left. "Please Adrienne, go out with me again. I miss you, I need you." Adrienne shook her head.

"I don't know Harry. I mean, Draco and I are officially on first name basis and are friends now, so we'll be hanging out a lot more. I don't think you could handle it."

"I'll try, I promise you I will! Just don't fuck him and I'll be ok. Which I know you won't do, because you're not a whore!" Harry said quickly.

"Nice save," she complimented him and laughed. She did still kind of like him. "Come here," she said smiling. She gave him a long, playful, passionate kiss. "I have to go back to Draco," she said, awaiting his reaction. He just nodded and smiled, unable to form words.