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Chapter 17
Explaining and Amnesia
When Hermione woke up the next morning, Draco was nowhere to be seen. It seemed that in the night he had decided that he wanted to go back to his own bed, even though he had said that it was more comfortable here.
She was a little sad about this. He was the only person that made her feel any better about her problem. She wanted him to be there, just to hold her and tell her that everything was going to be okay, even though she knew it wouldn't.
She had not decided what she was going to do about this baby thing yet. She had only found out yesterday, after all. She wasn't even sure if she wanted to have it. She didn't want the spawn of the person who had done this to her to be in her. But it was also her child as well, and that is what made her have second thoughts.
She looked around the hospital wing and noticed that there was no one there. Not even Madam Pomfrey. Where had everyone gone? Just then Harry came running in.
"Hermione, why are you here? I heard Dumbledore talking to McGonagall about something, and Ron is being sent home. I am so confused. What is going on here? Why haven't you been going to classes? Hermione…"
"Harry…I…I don't know if I can explain," she said slowly. She tried sitting up but found that she had absolutely no energy to do so. She needed something to eat; she just hoped that she could keep it down.
"Hermione…please tell me. I feel so out of the loop right now, and you look like hell."
"Thanks, Harry," she said sarcastically. "Seriously, I don't know half the things that are going on, and right now I have absolutely no energy to try to explain them to you. I need something to eat."
"Okay. If I get you something to eat, then will you please explain to me what is going on?"
"I can try; can you just get me a plum?"
"Sure, I'll be back in a minute."
Harry left the room and made his way down to the kitchens. Breakfast was over and all of the kids were going to their classes. But earlier when Harry had overheard Dumbledore saying something to Professor McGonagall about Hermione being sick in the hospital wing, he had gone running to the hospital wing to find Hermione.
He made his way to the kitchens and asked the elves for a couple of plums, he also thought that she might like something to drink, so he got her some orange juice as well.
When he got back to the hospital wing, Hermione was sleeping softly again. There was now someone else in the room. But why would he be here?
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Draco had woken up suddenly, not at all surprised that there was a girl lying next to him in bed. The only problem was that he didn't know how he had gotten there. The last thing he knew he was falling asleep in the Slytherin common room after the beginning of the year feast. Now he was in the hospital wing, he didn't think he had been that drunk. And who was in the bed next to him? He didn't seem to recognize her.
When he got up to see who it was, he almost fell off of the bed in shock. Why was he lying in bed next to Hermione Granger? Can you say 'What the fuck did I do last night?' He got off the bed slowly as to not wake her up. He didn't want her to contaminate him with her impureness.
He walked out of the infirmary and made his way down to the Great Hall for breakfast. He sat down next to Blaise, who started talking to him immediately.
"So, where were you last night?" Blaise asked.
"I…don't know. I just got up and I was sleeping next to Granger."
"You slept with her! Sweet dude."
"Why is that sweet? Why would I want to sleep with her?"
"Because you like her," Blaise said obviously.
"No I do not! I do not like the Mudblood. What the hell is going on here?" Draco asked, completely confused.
"Are you okay, Draco, you're acting weird."
"No, you're acting weird. What are you talking about, me liking Granger? She's dating the Weasel."
"No, she's not," Blaise said, confused.
"Yeah, I helped them get together, on the train yesterday."
"Draco, we got off the train over a month ago. Are you feeling well?"
"What are you talking about, yesterday was the beginning of the year feast, when me and you made that bet."
"No, that was a month ago. And you already finished the bet, Draco. Have you lost your mind?" Blaise asked.
"No, well, I don't think so. Are you serious?" Draco asked, dumbfounded.
"Yeah, now finish your breakfast. Dumbledore said he wanted to talk to you after breakfast."
"What does he want to talk to me about?" Draco said almost defensively.
"I don't know. I am more out of the loop than you are," Blaise said and went back to his food.
Draco, who was completely confused beyond all reason, just finished his food in silence, before making his way up to the teachers' table to talk to Dumbledore.
"Ah, Mr. Malfoy. I was wondering if you could take Ms. Granger this potion."
"I…guess so," Draco said hesitantly. "But don't I have to go to classes?" he asked.
"No, you will be excused again today. Please stay with her in the hospital wing."
"Yes, sir," Draco said as he took the potion from the headmaster and made his way to the infirmary. He was so confused at the moment that he didn't know what to do. Why was he to give Granger the potion? Couldn't someone else do it, like her boyfriend? Draco was so confused that he didn't even realize that he had already gotten to the hospital wing.
"There you are, Draco," Hermione said softly as he entered. She was lying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. Her eyes looked slightly glazed. She looked horrible, but Draco didn't care, why should he care about the Mudblood.
"Er…Granger. Dumbledore said to give this to you," Draco said as he walked up to Hermione.
"Okay, can you help me drink it though? I don't even think I can lift my head right now," Hermione said weakly.
"I guess so," he said with a slight sneer. He didn't want to touch her. He didn't even know what was wrong with her. And why had he woken up in her bed?
Draco helped Hermione swallow the potion and then he tried to leave. But Hermione wanted him to stay there. So he did, but against his will.
"What happened last night?" Draco asked her, but Hermione had fallen asleep.
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Harry walked into the infirmary, and was surprised when he saw Malfoy sitting down next to Hermione's bed.
"What are you doing here Malfoy?" Harry asked.
"Dumbledore told me to take care of her," Draco replied angrily.
"Why?"
"I don't know."
Harry went over to Hermione and started to gently shake her to wake her up. But Draco slapped his hand away.
"She just took a potion; she's going to be out for a while," Draco said.
"Well, I'm staying here," Harry said.
"Well, I'm not going back to classes, so I'm staying here too."
"Fine."
Harry grabbed another stool and sat down on the other side of Hermione's bed.
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Hermione opened her eyes. She felt very well rested. What she saw when she woke was two men staring at her. One was her best friend, Harry, who was looking at her expectantly. The other was Draco, who looked as though he had great loathing for her.
"What?" Hermione asked as she sat up.
"Hermione, you have a lot of stuff to explain to me," Harry said.
"Yeah, and me," Draco said.
"What do I have to explain to you?" Hermione asked of Draco.
"No, I don't know anything. All I remember was going to sleep in my bed last night, after a great feast, and then waking up this morning in your bed," Draco said, slightly angrily.
"Draco, what are you talking about, we didn't have a feast yesterday."
"Yeah, we did. The beginning of the year feast."
"That was over a month ago."
"What is going on? Why does everyone keep saying that?"
"Draco, do you remember anything that has happened in the last month?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, I remember being at home for the summer holidays. And why do you keep calling me Draco, Granger."
"We were on a first name basis, after the shower and all," Hermione said with a slight blush.
"I have no idea what you're talking about Granger. I just want to know why I supposedly have missed the last month of school."
"Well, last night, you fell asleep on the stool next to the bed. Then you woke me up. You were screaming in your sleep. 'No, I don't want to, you can't make me.' Stuff like that. So I tried waking you up, and you fell on the floor. So then I said that you should go back to your room, but you said that you wanted to stay here, so I said that if you were going to stay, you might as well be comfortable. So you climbed into bed with me."
"I don't remember a single part of that Granger; I think you're making it up."
"I am not. That's what happened. Do you not remember anything that has happened between us in the last month?"
"Between us? As in me and you," Draco asked.
"Yes."
"I thought you were dating Weasel," Draco said.
"Okay, I think I have to explain a lot of things to both of you," Hermione said as she included Harry into the conversation as well. "I think I need to start at the beginning. Harry, you knew about the bet, right?"
"What bet?"
"The kissing bet. That me and Draco made."
"Yeah, that's when Ron started to get pissed at you."
"What kissing bet?" Draco asked.
"The bet in the bathroom, the one that you and I made over which bathroom we were in."
"Nope, don't remember that," Draco said.
"Kiss me," Hermione said suddenly.
"No, I'm not kissing a Mudblood," Draco said shrewdly.
"Draco, just do it. It might make you remember something, anything."
"No, I am not kissing you, you're impure"
"Fine, but your memory will be gone forever then," she said, ignoring the harsh comment. "I think we need to go on a field trip," Hermione amended happily. "I've heard that when someone loses their memory, you're supposed to take them places that they have been before so that they will remember things. That's why I told you to kiss me."
"Well, where are we taking this field trip to then?" Draco asked, hoping that he would remember something without having to kiss her.
"The prefect's bathroom," Hermione said.
"Which one?" Draco asked.
"Wow, you do have a lot to remember."
With that they left and made their way to the bathroom. Harry was left in the hospital wing, feeling completely confused. He had no idea what had just happened. He decided to leave and talk to Hermione later, angry with her for just leaving him there.
Hermione felt much better after having the potion that she could actually walk. She led Draco to the Prefects bathroom, where she would try to get him to remember anything. She didn't know why he would suddenly have amnesia.
When they reached the bathrooms, Draco looked at the sign.
"What the Hell?" he said.
"Good, you're remembering," Hermione said happily.
"Remembering what?"
"Well, that's what you said the first time you saw it."
"Well, I probably did."
"Okay, let's go inside."
"Why?"
"Because that's where we made the bet," Hermione answered.
"What bet?"
"We made a bet, as to which bathroom we were in, because we both ended up in the same bathroom in the middle of the night. My half of the bet was that you would have to be nice to my friends and me for an entire week. Then your half of the bet was that I had to kiss you, for two minutes, every day of the week that you had to be nice to my friends."
"And why would I want to kiss you?" Draco asked, still not believing what she was saying.
"I don't know, I still don't know, you just made the bet. And since we both won, because the bathroom ended up being combined, I had to kiss you and you had to be nice to my friends."
"So I had to kiss you for an entire week?"
"Yeah, but by the end of the week, I enjoyed it, and you did too," Hermione said with a small smile.
"And why would I enjoy kissing you?"
"I don't know, I don't even know why you made the bet in the first place, but I'm glad you did. Because otherwise you wouldn't of been here when Ron…" She cut off.
"What did Weasel do to you? Rape you?" he said with a cruel smile.
Hermione stared at him in disbelief. How could anyone be so cruel? She walked away from Draco and made her way out of that bathroom before bursting into tears.
Draco just stood in the bathroom, completely confused. What had he said? He walked out into the hall and saw Hermione sitting on the ground, crying.
"What's wrong?" he asked, not knowing what else to say.
"There is no way you are going to remember, is there?" she said through her sobs.
"I don't know, all of a sudden I'm just pushed into this 'relationship' with someone that I have never liked. When did that happen? Oh yeah, I CAN'T REMEMBER," he yelled.
"Well, just go away then. Because I don't want to talk to you."
"Fine," he said as he walked away from Hermione.
"I love you, Draco," Hermione called after him. He turned around.
"What?" he asked.
"I love you, don't you understand that?"
"Why would you love me?"
"If you knew anything that you did for me for the last month, you would know, too. I just thought you would like to know at least one thing," Hermione said as she got up and started to walk quickly away.
Draco just stood there for a moment, confused as to what to do, and then he went running after her, he slipped and fell on a puddle of water, he hit his head on the ground. He rubbed his head and then thought that he should probably go to the hospital wing in case he had a concussion.
Hermione didn't even turn around. She just headed back to her common room to find Harry.
Draco went the hospital wing, where madam Pomfrey gave him some potion and told him to lie down. He went to sleep almost instantly.
A/N: This chapter is a little longer than the last one, and it was sort of pointless, I just got this crazy idea and was like 'hey, lets make Draco lose his memory for a day.' So, yeah. I'll have the next chapter up by Friday. I'm sorry for leaving so many cliffhangers, I'm abusing the privilege and I truly am sorry, I just like to hear people's reactions to them.
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