Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, just the plot, and some other characters. Hey, in chapter 19 you get to see what a Phroupoeyz is. Yeah!

A/N: I'm glad to see that you all liked that chapter, and it definitely comes into play later on in many aspects. You are supposed to hate Ron. If you still like him at this point, stop liking him. You are not supposed to ever feel sorry for him.

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Chapter 14

'Thank you' again and Proved

Draco didn't know how to react after this. He had gone there with the intention of taking her virginity, only to find out that the Weasel had already done it. Though Weasley had done it through force, Draco would not have done that.

Hermione took her head off of his shoulder and smiled at him. That smile would get him every time. He should not be falling for her like this. He should be thinking only of the bet, only of what he had set out to do.

Hermione then gave him a soft kiss on the lips. "Thank you," she said softly; then laid her head back down on his shoulder.

"For what?" he asked slightly confused.

"Just for being there for me," she said through his wet robes that she had her head buried in.

"Oh, well, you're welcome then," he said. He didn't know what to think, he was actually falling for her. He actually liked her, he loved her kisses, and he loved what even the smallest touch from her could do to him. He loved the way her hair smelled. He loved everything about her.

Hermione just wanted to stay this way forever, she loved the way he felt, she loved the way that he made her feel. She loved what he did to her with just the smallest touch, she loved the way he smelled, she loved his softer side that he barely showed to other people. She was hoping that this would continue, she was hoping that this wasn't just for the bet. She wanted her life to be like this, she wanted to spend her life like this, with this broad muscular shoulder to cry on when she needed it.

When Hermione finally got a grip on her emotions, she got dressed with the help of Draco. She still was in a lot of pain and she was tired from it being so late.

Draco didn't want her passing out again, so he helped her back to the common room. When they got to the portrait, the fat lady once again noticed him. Hermione walked into the common room, leaving Draco outside.

"Are you her boyfriend or something?" the pink dressed woman asked.

"No."

"Then why are you always here with her, or looking for her?"

"I…don't know." There had always been reasons. The first time, to kiss her again, the second, to make sure she was okay, now, to make sure she got there safely.

He growled. What was wrong with him? He was actually falling for the Mudblood. This was not good. But what did he really expect? Had he expecting to be able to have her fall in love with him without him reciprocating the feelings?

Yes, he had, he thought that he was just a cold heartless person. Why had he even taken this bet in the first place? Because he was afraid for his reputation? He didn't even think about what this would do to him or Hermione. Did he really think he could have her say that she loved him then drop her off and never think about her again?

He really was a cruel person, he was, and he wasn't anymore. Somehow, Hermione had gotten through that, she had broken through the ice, and she had melted it. How was this even possible?

"So boy, are you going to stand there forever, or are you going to go back to your own common room?"

"I'm going, I just…bye."

"Goodbye."

He walked swiftly back to his common room. He didn't know what was wrong with him. And he fell asleep thinking of her, he drifted into his dreams with her beautiful smile in his head.

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Hermione had gone up to her room. She was thinking about Draco. How he had always respected her. When she said stop, he stopped. Ron had not stopped, he had been very forceful, and he had not let her go. She hated Ron. She wanted him gone. She never wanted to talk to him again. And she planned from that moment on that she would not talk to Ron ever again if she could help it. In fact, she didn't think she had the guts to.

Hermione's thoughts then went back to Draco and she thought that he was perfect. He was so nice; he had been mean to her for the last five years, yes, but now he was different. She didn't know how to explain his sudden change but she liked it. She wanted him to stay that way. She wanted to be with him, she wanted her old nightmares to be true, she wanted those two beautiful children with him, and she wanted to see him when she got up in the morning. She wanted that future. She liked the ferret. Wow, when had that happened?

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"Blaise, I want to call off this bet," Draco was saying the next morning at breakfast.

"Why, can you not do it? You mean that Draco Malfoy cannot fulfill the rules set down by a bet?"

"It's not like that. I just…I broke them up, didn't I?"

"That wasn't the whole bet, Draco."

"I know, it's just…I don't think she has the capability of loving right now."

"Why?"

"I can't tell you."

"Why not?"

"Because I promised her that I wouldn't."

"Wait, you made a promise to her? She confided something in you? She's in love with you already."

"No she's not. I was just the only one there at the time."

"Where, when, why?"

"Nothing, I am not going to tell you. She told me not to."

"And you are going to keep a promise to a Mudblood."

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because…" He trailed off, he really didn't know.

"You like her don't you?"

"No, there is no way, I am not falling for a Mudblood."

"Yes you are, I can tell when people lie too, and you like her."

"No I don't. She just…I just…" He couldn't finish; he couldn't lie to his best friend. He knew that Blaise would get it out of him. "Fine, I'm falling for her, but I didn't mean for it to happen, then she had…what happened to her…happen to her. I just, I felt bad for her, and then she said thank you. She is such a nice person. I can't hurt her more than she has already been hurt, and I don't want something like that to ever happen to her again."

"Whatever man, I didn't get anything you just said. But I guess we can call off the bet, since you've already proved to me that you're not a fucking poof."

"How did I do that?"

"You fell for the Mudblood."

"Whatever, I need to go. See you in class."

"Sure, man."

Draco left the Great Hall and made his way back to his room to get his things for potions.

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Hermione felt sicker than usual the next morning. She hadn't slept, not after all that had happened to her. She couldn't, she was too busy thinking, she had too many things to think about.

She made it to the bathroom just in time to throw up once again. It was mostly dry heaves by now because she hadn't eaten. Her eyes were blood shot and she had no energy. All of her energy that she didn't have was used up by…what had happened to her.

She barely had enough energy to walk, she tried eating but she couldn't hold it down, all she did was throw it back up. Regretfully, she admitted herself back into the hospital wing.

"So you're back are you?" Madam Pomfrey asked when she arrived.

"Yes, I can't keep anything down. Do you have anything for that?"

"No, I don't have any of it made."

"I can't even keep water down. I'm so thirsty, but I can't drink anything."

"I have no idea what's wrong with you, to tell you the truth. I'm trying to figure it out at the request of the headmaster, for he fears for your safety."

"Thank you Madam Pomfrey."

"You're welcome child, now get some rest, I will inform your teachers that you will be out today."

"Thank you again," Hermione said before rolling over in the hospital bed and drifted into a less than dreamless sleep.

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Draco wasn't surprised to see that Hermione wasn't in class. In fact, he thought that she would be mad to go to classes after what had happened to her.

He worked on the potion throughout the class, making sure he did everything to the book, making sure not to screw it up. He didn't want anything more for Hermione to be stressed about when she got back.

Halfway through class, a boy came in and talked to Professor Snape. When he was finished, Snape nodded and the boy left.

"Mr. Malfoy, you are needed in the hospital wing," Snape said to Draco as the boy left.

Oh no! Draco thought. That must mean that Hermione is back there. He nodded at Snape and started to clean up his area. He knew he wouldn't be back.

He made his way to the hospital wing, hoping that nothing was serious about her.

Little did he know how serious it actually was.

Love and Lemons all

Brittany