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A/N: I'm sorry for the cliffhanger, but I like making people wait, even if it was only a day. You will know by the end of the week what happens in chapter 13, because that is when I will be posting it, but you should be able to tell by the end of this chapter about what happens.

Enjoy!

Chapter 12

Punishments and Apologies

The three of them stood there, they didn't know what to say. The headmaster was just standing there, not talking. He was contemplating on their punishments.

"Mr. Weasley, since you have only broken one rule, you will have detention. With Professor McGonagall. You may go."

Hermione held her breath as Ron left. She didn't want to know what her punishment was. She knew that it would be horrible. She didn't want to be expelled, but that was the punishment for attacking another person.

"Miss Granger, you have broken many rules, you have been out past curfew, many times, and you attacked another student." Hermione closed her eyes, waiting for her punishment. "Therefore, it would be only suiting if you also had a detention."

"Just a detention, sir?" Hermione asked hesitantly.

"No, you will have a weeks worth of detentions, since you have been out wandering the halls at night for a week."

"Yes sir…my detentions with Professor Snape don't end for another three days though."

"Well in that case, you will have to spend another week with Professor Snape. He will be the one in charge of your detentions."

"Thank you, Headmaster," Hermione said, she could think of a worse punishment, and it made her happy that he had not expelled her.

"You will also apologize to Mr. Weasley, even if your actions were unclear to me. I believe you had a good reason for it, Miss Granger, and I therefore do not hold you accountable. But an apology would be a good thing to start with."

"Yes, sir."

"Now, you need to go back to sleep. Mr. Malfoy, please follow me, we will discuss your punishment."

"Yes, sir." Hermione was then left alone as Dumbledore and Draco made their way out of the hospital wing.

Hermione realized some time later that she was really hungry. She had not eaten breakfast. That was probably why she was so weak. She passed out because she needed food, yet when she needed it the most, there wasn't any.

"Madam Pomfrey?" Hermione yelled out.

"Yes dear?"

"Can I leave please?"

"If you can stand up and walk across the room without falling over, then yes."

"Okay," Hermione said as she got up slowly. Holding her head in her hands and getting off of her bed. She made her way slowly across the room. She made it to the other end, but on her way back to the bed her head started spinning again. She fell over and promptly vomited all over the floor before blacking out again.

"No, dear, I'm sorry you can't leave yet," Madam Pomfrey was saying as she helped Hermione back onto her bed.

Hermione had been out on the floor for a good ten minutes before Madam Pomfrey could get her to wake. Then she helped Hermione gingerly to her bed.

"I think I just need to eat something," Hermione said.

"You need rest. But yes, I will see if I can get you something."

"Thank you," Hermione said as she fell into an uneasy sleep.

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"Mr. Malfoy, you will also have detentions. You will also apologize to Mr. Weasley. And…" Draco shut his eyes, not wanting to know what it was. "You will be taking care of Miss Granger until she is well. I'm sorry, but she seems to really have come down with something and I want to make sure that she is completely fine."

"Yes, sir. But who shall I have my detentions with?"

"You will have them with Madam Pomfrey."

"I'm going to be a hospital aid?"

"Yes. I just really want you to take good care of Miss Granger for me. I have a feeling about her dreams, I need to do some research though."

"What feeling, sir?"

"Never mind that for now. I say, go get some breakfast. Then you can check on Miss Granger."

"Yes, sir," Draco said before walking down the hall. That was probably the most he had ever gotten off for a punishment. He smiled as he walked into the Great Hall, realizing that he was completely famished.

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"Hermione?"

"Hmmm…"

"Hermione? Do you want some food?"

"Yes please," she said sleepily as she turned over in her bed.

"Okay, what do you want?"

"I don't know Madam Pomfrey, anything."

"I'm not Madam Pomfrey!"

"Yes you are. Who else would you be?"

"Hermione, it's me, Draco."

Hermione's eyes opened up quickly.

"Oh, hi," She said with a smile.

"Hi, so do you want something to eat?"

"Sure, I'm starving."

"I thought you would be. How about a plum for now, it's all I brought down, but I can go get something else if you want it."

"Why are you being so nice?"

"It's my punishment; I have to take care of you."

"So you're only doing this because of a punishment?"

"No, I would probably do it anyway."

"Why?"

"I don't know. You know, I'm not really all that evil at heart. Everyone just thinks I am, because I'm my father's son."

"I don't think of you that way."

"Ah, but you used to."

"So what if I did? Did I really have a choice?"

"Yes, just because Potter the Poof and Weasley didn't like me, doesn't mean that you had to also think of me as just another minion of the dark arts."

"I never thought about you that way."

"You didn't?"

"No, Draco, I…" She was going to say that she wanted to be with him, but all that came out was vomit. "I'm sorry," she said meekly. Now he would never want to be with her.

"Its okay, I just…should go shower," he said as he got up with a sick expression on his face.

"I'm sorry Draco; I'm just not feeling well."

"I know, I'll be back in a little while. I need to go change my clothes."

Hermione said goodbye to him and started to take a bite out of her plum. She didn't know what it was, but one bite of the plum made her feel so much better. She felt as though she had never been sick. She decided to try and get up again, she succeeded and decided to go tell Madam Pomfrey that she was feeling much better and wanted to leave.

"Fine, go. But don't come running back to me again."

"Don't worry, I won't," she said as she ran back to the Gryffindor common room. She wanted to get this stupid punishment over with, so she decided that she would tell Ron that she was sorry. She wanted to tell him that soon. But he was nowhere to be found. She couldn't find him anywhere. Oh well, she would find him later tonight.

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After Hermione had so graciously thrown up on him, Draco decided that he needed a shower, and he needed to change his clothes. He went to the Prefects bathroom, and took a nice long shower.

When he was done, and feeling better, he decided that it would be safe for him to go back to Hermione. But when he got to the hospital wing, she was no longer there. How could she go from feeling so horrible that she couldn't talk, to being so well that she would just get up and leave. He thought that she would probably be at Gryffindor tower, so he made his way there.

He once again realized that he did not know the password, and he could not get in. But just as he was contemplating this fact, Longbottom had come out of the portrait.

"Longbottom, go get Hermione for me," Draco told him.

"Why do you want to talk to her?" Neville asked suspiciously.

"I just do, get her."

"Fine," he said as he went back into the portrait.

A few seconds later, Hermione came out of the portrait. Draco looked at her with suspicion. Had it all just been a scam, to get out of such a harsh punishment?

"Hermione, why the sudden change in mood?"

"What do you mean, Draco?"

"You just threw up on me in the hospital wing, then all of a sudden you are better and you're hanging out at Gryffindor tower."

"You know that plum you gave me?" Hermione tried to explain.

"Yes."

"Well, I took a bite out of it, and I just felt…better. I don't know what happened exactly, but it was like a miracle or something."

"Well, okay, I was just making sure you were okay, because Dumbledore told me to take care of you, and if you're sick, then I need to know about it."

"I will make sure you know if I'm sick, Draco."

"As long as you don't do it as you so graciously did earlier."

"I won't, I'm sorry again about that."

"It's okay, really."

"Well, I must be off, I have to finish my homework before detention tonight. Speaking of which, what was your punishment?"

"Well, the same as yours, but my detentions are with Pomfrey."

"Well, that sounds fun."

"Yeah fun."

"Well, I have to go. But bye, and thanks for taking care of me."

"You know, we still haven't finished our bet."

"Did you not learn anything?" Hermione asked, incredulous.

"C'mon, it's only one more night."

"Fine, meet me at one though, they might be patrolling it at midnight now."

"Okay. See you then."

"Bye, Draco."

"I love it when you say my name."

"You do?"

"Yeah, it sounds so sexy coming from your mouth."

"Well, Draco, I'll see you later. I really have to do my homework."

"Fine."

Hermione walked back into her common room thinking about what Draco had said. She wanted him so bad. She wanted to be with him. She didn't know why, but he was so cute, he was so built, and he was being so…nice to her. It was odd, but she supposed it was because of the bet.

She sat down to do her homework, and without knowing it, hours passed. When she realized what time it was she practically ran to the dungeons. She was five minutes late for Snape's detention. That was not a good thing.

"Ms. Granger, why are you late?"

"I'm sorry, I had to do my homework. I lost track of time."

"I do not want to listen to your petty excuses. You will stay over for thirty minutes to make up for being late."

"Yes, sir." Hermione knew not to argue with him. She already had to spend the next week with him; she didn't want to make it longer.

When she finally got out of detention, she made her way back to the common room. That was where she found Ron sitting on the couch.

"Ron, can I talk to you?"

"What about?"

"I want to talk about what happened."

"Talk away."

"Can we talk in private?"

"Sure, we can go to my room," Ron said as he got off the couch, he led her up the stairs and into his room. There was no one in there at the time, and that made Hermione feel better. Better until she saw that Ron was now locking the door, and putting up silencing charms.

"Ron, what are you doing?"

"Just shut up!" he said as he pushed her onto his bed.

Love, Lemons and Rock and Roll.

Brittany