Chapter: Uninvited guest.

Paring: Hermione?

Rating: PG-13

Genre: Romance/Humor

Disclaimer: I own nothing but their thoughts.

Summary:

Ron cradled her head on his lap. Harry shoved Draco out the hall and Crabbe and Goyle rushed behind Draco's still groaning form, grabbing cakes and cookies as they slipped away from the crowd.

"How is she?" spoke Lee.

Ron pushed his two fingers against Hermione's wrist for a pulse.

"She-"

"She what?" said George aghast.

"She's not breathing!"

"Oh my god!" said Katie dropping her punch onto the floor.

Continued…

Hermione sat up in bed I alarm. Was she dreaming? She felt a cold hand touch her small wrist. She gasped.

"It's okay," the nurse spoke comforting Hermione smiling. "You're progressing very well. If you're okay depending if you're feeling well then you can leave tomorrow morning. For now some visitors are ready to see you."

Harry and Ron entered the room smiling. "Hermione your okay," Harry smiled hugging her.

'-Oh thank you she's okay. If she wasn't I'd have to kick the shit out of Draco. Merlin has sent you two angels Malfoy-'

Hermione looked up at Ron strangely. She shook her head she swore she heard something.

I know I'm not hearing things.

Hermione smiled at Ron who stood there. "Hi Ron," she smiled hugging him.

'-Oh my god she smells so good-'

Hermione pulled back away staring at Ron. "What's wrong?"

'-Do I have something on my face? Is it my breath? What is she looking at?-'

"Stop it, Ron."

"What are you talking about?" Harry said looking alarmed.

"What is this a joke? One of those tricks your brother gave me in the gifts? I know I'm not hallucinating."

"No-"

"Yeah, whatever it's brilliant," Hermione spoke yarning feeling weird. After a few moments the nurse came over with a tray of things to care for Hermione.

"You two should maybe go. She needs her rest."

"Goodnight, Hermione!"

"Sleep well, Hermione." Ron waved smiling.

"Night, Ron and Harry."

'-Sweet dreams Angel-'

"You too Ron," Hermione smiled.

"What? I didn't…yeah you too and… and such." And he and Harry left the Hospital Wing. Hermione closed her eyes-then shot them back open. Her mind was racing rapidly. She rubbed her temple hopping it would soon go away. Hermione began to hear distant voices focusing in and out.

"Mrmmm," she mumbled lowly closing her eyes.

'-Your crazy'-

'-You don't say-'

'-Do I really treat her like that-'

'-What if she doesn't want to-'

'-Make her shut up please-'

'-What is that smell-'

"-I never thought Harry felt that way-'

'-Yeah I know talk about that. Sue's been acting strange-.'

"-I hate her!-"

"-Your crazy-"

"No I'm not!" Hermione yelled sitting up in her room. She took a deep breath falling back onto her bed staring at the ceiling.

"Your not what?" asked Luna Lovegood her roommate.

"I'm not crazy."

"I know neither am I."

Luna suddenly pulled the curtains back complaining about how dark it was, shining the sun on Hermione. She groaned and pulled the covers back over her head. Luna hopped on the bed and began to do jumping jags.

"What are you doing?" Hermione wanted to yell but felt her head going a million other places.

"Working out."

"What?"

Luna made Hermione's homework into a megaphone. "WORKING OUT!"

"Luna! What time is it?" Hermione covered her ears.

"Oh, it's eight thirty why?" she said playing with her pigtails.

"WHAT?"

Hermione rushed down the hall tripping on her robes with her head throbbing madly. It was then that she collided with someone she really didn't want to see.

"Watch out muddblood. Better yet where's your little Weasel pet?"

"Back off ferret boy!" Hermione yelled pointing her wand at Draco's chest in warning her other hand holding her head.

"Stay out of my way, Granger…" Draco paused as of noticing Hermione for the first time. His eyes slowly lowered.

'I wonder if she notices that her blouse is unbuttoned'

Draco stared down at her and wiggled his eyebrows.

Clutching his jaw whimpering Hermione walked away with her head high to Potions class. She never put up with Draco's mess and lately violence has been working well with her.

"15 points From Gryffindor," Snape sneered as soon as Hermione walked into class. She took a seat next to Dean. Harry and Ron waved at her. That's when she felt the most pain hit her to her right temple. She wanted to fall to the floor scream even.

'-Ginny looks so pretty from here-'

Hermione looked to her right. Dean was looking straightforward at Snape and his lesson. Then she saw him glance back at Ginny. He sighed.

'-I hope Pansky remembers to shows up-'

'-Crap I lost Trevor again-Trevor where are you?-" She saw Neville search his pickets in alarm.

"-Why can't I tell her I love her?-"

"-Damn this rash is killing me I wonder if that Hufflepuff…-"

Hermione pressed her hands against her ears.

"-Potter I hate him he's so much like James…I wish I was James-"

"-Shit did I just ….not it's just water-"

"Granger the answer please," Snape scowled. All eyes were Hermione.

"-Wow Granger sure does have nice…-" Hermione covered her shirt up catching Samuel looking at her.

"-Why won't he just leave Hermione alone-"

Hermione felt like her head was going to explode. Why was everyone looking at her…why was she hearing voices? Male voices?

No this can't be happening…can it? How?

"Granger!"

"Yes?"

"The Question."

Hermione made a weird face from all the pain that hitting her head.

'-Ha-ha she looks constipated-'

'-What's up with her…maybe it's her blood…mud bloods meh-' Draco rolled his eyes and began cleaning his nails.

'-Say something damn it-'

'-What is wrong with her?-'

'-Why is she staring at us like that-'

'-She's gone mental I knew it-' She caught Ron looking around in panic.

"GRANGER!"

"WHAT!" she screamed getting up leaving the Potions class in a hurry. She slammed the door behind herself to get rid of all the voices she was suddenly hearing. Hermione could hear them through the walls…the ceilings. She had to leave.

So she ran….