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A/N: I love you all, especially the people who reviewed. I hope you all like this chapter, its not as great as the last chapter, but it gets us ever closer to lucky number 13, which is my LEAST favorite chapter in the story, but alas, it had to happen, the funny thing is, you have no idea what I'm talking about.

Enoy!

Chapter 11

Fainting and 'What Happened?'

"What did I do this time?" Draco asked himself as he read the letter, telling him to go to the Headmaster's office as soon as possible. He knew what he had done but he had hoped that Hermione would cover it up. Now he was going to get into huge trouble. Weasley was going to tell on only him after all, he would never want his girlfriend kicked out of school.

As Draco made his way towards the Headmaster's office that morning, he was thinking of an excuse for everything. Why he was in the bathroom in the first place? Bad dreams. Why Hermione was there? Nightmares. Why he had stunned Weasley? He was trying to hurt Hermione? That might work. It was the truth after all.

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Hermione got up in the morning and was famished, not to mention her nightmares had also left her with practically no energy. She got up slowly and she decided to take an early breakfast, she made her way to the kitchens. On her way, she ran into a rather angry looking blonde.

"Draco, what's wrong?"

"Weasel ratted me out. That's what's wrong," Draco said furiously at her.

"Draco, don't take it out on me."

"Why, it's your fault."

"How is it my fault?"

"You're the reason that he was there."

"And you're the reason that I was there. You're the one that made the bet Draco Malfoy, so don't you even start to try to put the blame on someo-" but Hermione couldn't finish her statement, for she was on the floor, holding her head. The room was spinning.

Draco, surprised at what had just happened, didn't know how to react. So he got down on his knees and started shaking Hermione softly.

"Hermione, wake up. Hermione?" Since he couldn't get her to wake up, and he was due in Dumbledore's office, he picked her up off the ground and carried her the rest of the way to the headmaster's office.

When he walked in the office carrying Hermione, Dumbledore had a surprised expression on his face.

"Mr. Malfoy. What is going on here?"

"I don't know, Headmaster. I was talking to her in the hall and then all of a sudden, she just…fainted."

"Well, she must be taken to the hospital wing immediately. Do you know what could have caused this?"

"No, she was yelling at me, then halfway through her sentence, she just…"

"Fainted," Dumbledore finished. "Well, you might as well be on your way to the hospital wing. But when she is in proper care, I still want to talk to you."

"Headmaster, I…"

"We will talk about it later, Mr. Malfoy."

With a nod, Draco left the room, still carrying Hermione in his lean muscular arms. When he was about halfway to the hospital wing, Hermione started to stir.

"Where am I?" she asked softly, looking at the gorgeous blonde that was holding her.

"I'm taking you to the hospital wing."

"Why? There's nothing wrong with me," she said.

"Yes there is, you fainted in the hall. What happened? Why did you pass out?"

"I don't know. The last thing that I remember is talking to you about something. We were in the hall, then I woke up and I was in your arms."

"Well, you passed out and scared the hell out of me."

"Why would me passing out scare the hell out of you?" she questioned in a sexy voice.

"We're here," he said as he walked through the doors of the infirmary.

"What do you two want?" Madam Pomfrey asked angrily as the two students entered the hospital wing.

"Hermione passed out in the hall, Dumbledore told me to take her here."

"Fine, fine. Lay her down on this bed."

"Okay," Draco said as he dropped her onto the bed that Madam Pomfrey pointed to.

"Hey!" Hermione said as she landed on the bed.

"Well, I must be off, I have to go talk to Dumbledore."

"Oh, I forgot. Tell him that it was all me."

"Hermione, he is never going to believe that."

"Then tell him to come talk to me. I'll back it. I don't want you kicked out of school because Ron was being a bad boyfriend."

"Fine, but if I get kicked out, it's your fault," he said happily as he kissed her on the cheek and walked towards the door.

Was he actually falling for her? He had kissed her for no apparent reason. It wasn't the bet; it was because he felt like kissing her. It wasn't even a kiss kiss; it was just a simple kiss on the cheek, a…loving kiss.

He was thinking about her as he walked back to Dumbledore's office. This time when he entered, he was not alone. The Weasel was there.

"Ah, welcome back Mr. Malfoy."

"Back?" Ron asked stupidly.

"Mr. Malfoy was here earlier with Ms. Granger."

"Why were you here with Hermione?" Ron asked getting angry.

"It's not what you think Weasley. She passed out. I had to take her to the hospital wing."

"Why is Hermione in the hospital wing?"

"I told you, she passed out. I just dropped her off," he said, smiling at how it was a literal statement.

"Whatever, can we just get this over with?"

"Yes, Mr. Weasley. What did you want to talk to me about?"

"Well, Malfoy was out passed lights out."

"As were you," Draco said, defending himself.

"I was just following…you."

"And why would you be following me? You wouldn't even know when or where I was going. If you're going to try telling on me, don't leave anything out."

"Oh, and the whole bet thing shouldn't be left out then either?"

"No, because that is the reason we were all there, was it not?"

"Yes, it was. Why do you think I followed her? I wanted to see what you were doing."

"Excuse me boys, but can you please explain to me what is going on?" Dumbledore interrupted the two.

The boys started talking as fast as they could, both of them talking at the same time. Dumbledore got nothing out of this. Well, he got one thing…it had something to do with Miss Granger.

"Boys," he said as they calmed down. "I think we need to talk to Miss Granger about this."

Ron nodded solemnly, but Draco smiled at this. It is what Hermione had told him to do. Surely she had a plan.

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Hermione, who wasn't even feeling well, hadn't even thought about this. She didn't have a plan; she was just going to hope that her reputation would help her.

She was just dozing off as Ron started shaking her. "Hermione," he said.

"Go away Ron, I don't want to talk to you," she said, still half asleep.

"Hermione, Dumbledore is here. He wants to talk to you." Hermione just rolled over, she was not ready to talk to anyone, and she still felt as though her head was going to explode.

"Ms. Granger, are you in the condition to talk," she heard Dumbledore say.

"I guess so," she said as she turned over and looked into the face of her Headmaster.

"Ms. Granger, these two have told me some things that I am still very confused about. I was wondering if you could clear things up."

"Of course. Where do you want me to start?"

"Well, as I have no idea what happened, the beginning."

"Ok, well, I guess, I have to tell you about my nightmares then."

"Nightmares?"

"Yes, I have been having nightmares since the beginning of the school year. Some of them were horrible, others were not that bad as time went by." She said the last part with a small smirk at Draco.

"And what are these dreams about?" Dumbledore asked, intrigued.

"Well, the worst one I can't remember all of the details of. It has something to do with Ron; something about him dying. But it is really far in the future, he has kids, and then Voldemort comes and kills him." As she said this, Ron let out a small squeal. She had a dream about him dying? That can't be a good sign can it?

"And?" Dumbledore asked.

"And, I don't know, when I first started having this dream I thought that I was married to Ron, for it was the house that I had been looking at in a magazine. But the more I had it, the more I noticed that the kids didn't look like me. The last time I had this one, was actually last night. I saw her, I saw Ron's wife, she was upstairs, Voldemort had already killed her; she was lying on the floor. But I don't know who it was, I didn't recognize her."

"Ms. Granger, you say that this is a recurring nightmare?"

"Yes, I have had it many times. But for the last week, I hadn't had any, not until last night anyway."

"And why were your nightmares going away?"

"Well, I think it had something to do with Draco," she said truthfully.

"How could he stop you from having nightmares?" he asked with a small smile.

"Well, you see, at the beginning of the week, I had the nightmare about Ron, and I woke up, I was shaking and sweating. Lavender woke me up, saying that I needed to go take a shower, because I was covered in sweat.

"So I went to the prefect's bathroom. While I was in the shower, another person came into the bathroom. When I got out, I was brushing my hair, and then Draco came out of his shower. He asked me why I was in the boy's bathroom, and I said that he was in the girl's bathroom, so we got into a huge argument. Then we made a bet on what bathroom we were in.

"When we went to check, we noticed that they had combined the bathroom. So we decided that we would both won the bet."

"And the bet was?" Dumbledore asked.

"Well, my half was that Draco had to be nice to me and my friends for a week."

"And?"

"And Draco's was that I had to kiss him."

"I see."

"Every day for the week that he had to be nice to my friends. So I went to the bathroom at midnight every night this week, for the kiss. Because I had to do it."

"And what does this have to do with Mr. Weasley?"

"Well, he was my boyfriend. He didn't trust me, so he followed me to see what Draco and I were actually doing. I told him that we were only kissing, but he didn't believe me." Then she looked at Ron. "And a relationship without trust is not a relationship."

"So, Mr. Weasley, what did you want to tell me about this?"

"Well, he stunned me," he said, pointing at Draco.

"And why did you do that Mr. Malfoy?"

"I was just protecting Hermione."

"Headmaster, Ron was yelling at me, he was telling me that I had to go back to the common room with him. He was trying to control me," she said hesitantly. "If anyone should be punished, it would be me. I was the reason that everyone was there. I was the reason that Ron was there in the first place. I stunned him too, we both did, at the same time."

"You're lying, Hermione."

"You wouldn't remember, Ron, you were stunned, his spell just probably hit you first."

"Hermione…"

"Children, please…I need to think about this. It is a very hard decision for me to make."

"Headmaster…it was all me," Hermione said.

"No, you are not going to put the blame on yourself, Hermione, I am the reason that you were there. I'm the one that made the stupid bet. It was me. It wasn't Hermione, headmaster."

"I understand, Mr. Malfoy. I will have to punish you all accordingly."

The three waited. Holding their breath, waiting for their punishment…

A/N: Ooh, cliffy. Sry, I'll update soon, promise.

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Brittany