"Fucking Hell Malfoy," Hermione stated when they arrived back home. She proceeded to get out of the car, but before pausing and addressed him. "You better sit here, stay put and shut up, or my wand will be blasting your ass from here to Antarctica."Hermione slid out of the car and took a long hard sigh. Then entered the house, with the scary foreboding mother inside.
Draco was in pain. His ankle was killing him. That short fall seemed to have caused more damage than he would have expected. He cursed Blaise for this. Why the hell was he at an insignificant muggle fair anyway? Draco's pondering was cut short by the pain shooting up his leg. He winced and restrained himself from calling out to Hermione to hurry the hell up.She turned up at the car, about half an hour later, her arms laden with his, and obviously her luggage.
"Going on a holiday are we?" He shouted, trying to turn around to the boot, but causing his ankle to move. He hissed in pain.
Hermione stepped into the car. "Just sit tight"
Two houses down, she stopped and got out. Draco forgot about his pain for a few seconds to contemplate her weirdness. She drove their luggage two houses down. But for what?
"Whose house is that?"
"My friend's. I was house sitting as well"
"How many things do you sit during the summer holidays anyway." He said dully. She ignored him and proceeded to help him out. His face screwed up in pain.
"Malfoy, is it really that bad, that fall was puny." She leant down to inspect it. It was a little swollen, but that's all. She sighed. She couldn't take him to the hospital. He'd just have to endure her healing skills. Without magic.
She was astonished how exactly she got him onto the couch in the living room without too much drama, not taking into account his constant cursing and shouts of pain. She wiped off the sweat off her forehead with her sleeve and slowed her panting.
"I think you've just got a sprained ankle you know, I don't think it's even that bad. And you better shut up or else the whole neighbourhood will think I'm killing someone in here"
"Well you're not the one with the broken bones now are you?"
"You are known to exaggerate injuries you know" She said slyly. Draco opened his mouth to argue back, but he didn't know what to say for once. It was kind of true.
"This could very well be a case of 'the boy who cried wolf,' maybe I should throw you out on the street and see what happens."
"Don't apply my life to stupid muggle stories Granger"
"This hair colour really is getting to you. You are a bit feistier now" She said, poking him in the shoulder.
"Oi, stop it!" He said, weakly trying to swat away her finger. She continued, until Draco caught her finger. He glared into her playful eyes. She pulled away and stood up to enter the kitchen. "Since it's just a sprained ankle, all you have to do is lay there for a few days." She came back with a pack of frozen peas and carefully removed his shoes and socks. His ankle did look quite swollen. "Just leave the peas on for about 20 minutes. I'll be back." She got up again and left.
"Should I trust you with my broken leg?" He said, whilst she tinkered around his ankle
"Firstly, I have taken a first aid course, and secondly, it's a sprained ankle. Get over it." She said while bandaging his foot. "And I'm training to be a medi witch" She said proudly, grinning maliciously. "And you'd be my third patient"
"I won't ask what happened to them" He muttered. She slammed down a glass of water and two aspirin tablets on the coffee table. "Shut up and take that"
He feebly tried to lift his arms. "My arms aren't working"She groaned in frustration
"You are insufferable. Really." She grabbed the pills off the table and tried to drop the tablets into his slightly open mouth, but had to touch her fingers his mouth to push the pills in. The touch of her fingers to his lips made his heart beat quicken. 'Probably from the proximity of her.' He thought quickly 'Nothing else'
"I don't know why I should be looking after you" She slid her hand under his head lifted gently so she could pour water into his mouth with her other hand. He didn't take his eyes of her as she concentrated on not dripping any of the liquid. A drop slid down his chin and she subconsciously wiped it gently with her finger. After a lingering moment, she was suddenly aware of the intimacy of her actions, she withdrew her hands, making his head drop heavily back on the pillow.
'Ow' He thought.
She shot up and tidied the already immaculate surrounding area and sat down on an armchair opposite to him, sighing in completion or defeat and closed her eyes.
"I'm hungry" Draco stated, shifting to face her.
"Hi Hungry, I'm Hermione" She said teased while rubbing her temples. He chucked a pillow at her face at her lame comment.
"Hey, uncalled for." She smiled. "Weren't your arms not working just a minute ago?"
A/n: Wowza, its been so long. Well, I've had sooo many assignments, orals, and exam weeks… I'm so pooped. BUT NOW! I'M ON HOLIDAYS! School has ended (Finally) and I'm soon to go on holiday to Germany. Time for extreme staying-up-late-edness and getting-up-till-3pm-ness...