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A/N: lalala

Chapter 10: Hidden Hugs

My eyes were opening slowly, but I already knew what happened; I blacked out in Potions for some reason. Now I was back in the Hospital Wing. Seems I spend a lot of time here. Maybe I can move in.

"Are you alright, Maranda?" Hermione peered over my head.

I mumbled, "Yes, I'm alright. Why wouldn't I be fine after blacking out in Snape's classroom?"

Wishing I hadn't said that, I saw Severus standing at the foot of the bed.

"I'm terribly sorry, Miss Maguire," He appologized for God knows what, "The potion I gave you was too strong. Madam Pomfrey is terribly upset with me now because I gave you the more powerful potion instead of the one that just calms your head, clearing the headache easily. The one I gave you wipes the headache out immediately, but also makes the person either drowsy, or lightheaded. I didn't mean to make you pass out."

"It's fine..I'm alive, aren't I?" I sat up in the bed and sighed, "So, what's next class?"

Snape shook his head, "You don't plan on going to more classes, do you?"

"Yeah," I answered.

Hermione laughed, "But you don't know what you're doing, and you are struggling to learn. Just relax. Go walk around or something."

"She's right," Snape agreed, "I already discussed with your other professors and Dumbledore; If you don't feel comfortable enough, you can take time off until you are well again."

Hopping out of the bed, I looked Hermione straight in the eyes, "Fine! I'm going for a walk."

I left the Hospital Wing without looking back. It wasn't that I was upset, but I wanted to be left alone. I was frustrated with everything. My mind was blank for the most part, with no knowledge of schoolwork, magic, wands, or anything useful. I aimlessly wandered down a few floors, into a room full of books. Oh yeah, the Library. I at least knew the name for that, right? Not like it was useful knowing a name of a place I wasn't used to anyways.

In a corner of the room were two people hidden behind a bookcase. The first was a male, the blonde guy named Draco I met yesterday. The other person was a female; Tall, skiny, and snobby looking. They were talking, whispering, to one another. Before you knew it, they hugged each other. How nice! If only I had a camera, it was so camera moment!

"Maranda!" A girly, hyper voice called from behind me, and I turned around, startled.

"Who are you?" I wondered aloud.

She responded, "Oh, I forgot you're all amnesia-like. I'm Gwenneth! What are you looking at?"

I pointed to the two people, "They were hugging each other. I thought it was cute."

"Oh...The girl next to Draco is Veronica. Your friend Harry is in a relationship with her. And Draco is in-"

"That's sweet!" I interrupted the Gwen girl. She didn't seem to care though.

She smiled, "Umm.. So, what are you doing wlking around? Don't you have a class to be in?"

"Don't you?" I shot back.

"Yeah, but I'm searching for my lost book. I don't know why draco and Veronica are here though. Draco is supposed to be in the same class you're in, Charms. Maybe he got a pass tocome to the library. He's done it before. So has Veronica. But not at the same time.. I don't know why they were hugging but I'm not even gonna ask..." Gwenny sighed and looked back at Draco and Veronica. They were still talking.

"Maybe," I suggested, "They just got over a big fight."

"I don't know," Gwenneth picked her bookbag up, "But I gotta get back to class. My teacher said only to be out of class for ten minutes and it's been twenty. Talk to you later.."

"Bye.." I waved and looked at the two people again.

Draco was laughing, holding Veronica's hand. Maybe I should stop eavesdropping now. I decided to take a walk around the rest of the school.

Aimlessly wandering yet again, I found myself outside. I could see not too far away was a little hut. As I was so curious to see who or what was in it, I ran down a dirt pathway to visit. By the time I reached it, I was out of breath. God, I'm never running again.

"Hello There!" A large, bulky man greeted me, but I only screamed at his height.

I stopped screaming, "Who are you?"

"I'm Hagrid.." He frowned, "Almost forgot you have amnesia. How'd you find this place? Shouldn't you be in class?"

"No, I'm permitted to wander around. That's how I found this hut; I could see it from the entrance up that hill when I came out of the castle." I hoped my explanation was thourough enough.

Hagrid smiled, "Do yeh' want to come in fer' some cocoa?"

"Nah," I refused, "I'm going to go back inside and take a nap or something."

"Alright, Come back if yeh' change yer' mind." Hagrid grinned as I walked ot of sight.

I wouldn't have rudely walked off from that Hagrid guy, but he kind of scares me. He's so tall and I'm so...not. As I entered the castle once again, I felt drowsy and very tired. Nap time. My walk to the Gryffindor Dorm rooms wasn't very long. I am almsot catching on to where I must go for a good night's sleep. In fact, I don't plan on leaving the dorms tomorrow or the next day. What's the point when all I do is go wherever I want without a clue as where that wherever is? I think it confuses me even more than I should be.

At last I jumped on top of my bed and breathed deeply. It was magnificant to have such a luxuriously soft bed that I could lay on whenever I pleased. Now too bad the sexilated Snape wasn't in here to give me a back massage. Oh God that would be Heaven.

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I woke from my nap just in time to catch supper in the Great Hall. My almost-late entrance surprised the Gryffindor table. Honestly, why must the school have four houses to divide students? It would only cause them to be prejudice against each other, wouldn't it? Division usually causes this. I have no idea where these ideas are coming from. They certainly are not mine.

"Maranda," Hermione called to me contently, "You made supper on time. We thought you would be really late. I saw you sleeping in the dorms earlier when I went to retrieve a book I owed the library."

My atention was on hunger, my headache, and Snape, "Oh..ok." I spaced out again.

Then my brain started to ache...Really badly..So, I did the thnig anyone would do; I whined.

"Owwwwwie. It hurts, it hurts!" My whining got Harry's attention.

"What's wrong, Maranda?" He asked caringly. Maybe the scar on his head made him act overly kind to others. I wish I had a kindness scar on my head. That'd be cool!

I snifled as though I just cried and responded, "I gotta headache."

"Ask Snape," Ron ordered, "For your medicine."

Being practically demanded to ask the sex maniac for my medicine was ludacris. What did Ron think I was, brave? I sure as hell wasn't that brave. Not brave enough to ask the sexy Snape for my medicine.

"Professor," I questioned Snape at the Teacher's Table in the Great Hall, "Can I have my headache medicine please?"

He placed his cup on the table and stood up, "Yes, follow me."

We glided into his classroom within four, quiet, lousy minutes of playing "Stay caught up with Snape or He'll Leave You Behind." He handed me a flask and I drank the contents in it. My headache was slowly receding, a serene relief I yearned for.

"Thanks, Professor." My quick words of thanks were followed by my dashing out of his classroom.

I couldn't handle the heat of his hotness.