Hermione and Cassie ran over to Draco.
"Oh man. Grandma's going to really mad about this," Cassie said in a frightened voice.
"Well, well, well. Look what we have here. If it isn't Bluetree's favourite student, and what do we have here. An exchange student. Oh and my, my. Look at him. Tut, tut, tut, nope she ain't going to be happy about this. Shame I'm going to have to tell her. she should have relied on me," a creepy voice came from out of the shadows. A boy, with very messy, sandy brown hair, a broom in on hand and a wand in the other came walking out with a slight limp.
"Shut up, Davies or I'll....I'll...do something that both of us regrets. But at leased I'll know that it was worth it," Cassie yelled. She walked over to Draco and Hermione, "Hermione? Can I borrow your wand? I don't have mine with me."
"Sure. But what r u going to do?"
"I haven't learned how to heal with my orb powers yet so I have to focus all of my magic energy into a wand so I can heal his arm. I sure do hope this works. Other wise I'm going to have to leave you here with Davies. Who knows what he'll do."
"Don't worry. I won't hurt your little friend," Davies said with a smirk on his face. I looked somewhat like Draco's.
"I thought I told y to shut the hell up."
Taking the wand, she gently placed it on to Draco's dislocated arm and closed her eyes and looked very focused. A silvery, white band of ribbon came out of the end of the wand and rapped it's self around Draco's arm. Setting off a small glow. 2 minutes later, the ribbon retreated back into the wand.
"I can't heal him any more. His arm is still broken but at leased it isn't dislocated," Cassie said gasping for breath.
"What happened to him Cassie? I mean. I'm sure I didn't do that to him," Hermione asked quietly.
"Why don't you ask him," She answered nodding her head towards Davies.
"What did I do, Bluetree?"
"Hmm, lets see. You used a very powerful stunning spell that the teachers said wasn't properly tested so it was never taught to students because it can cause insanity, unconsciousness, and/or maybe...death. You're really lucky that it wasn't death or you would have been sent to St Helena like that," Cassie hissed snapping her fingers, "St Helena is the wizard prison that was once a muggle convict island. No ones escaped because even if you did get out of your cell you would have to get passed the jagged rocks that surround it and then there's the great white sharks that get fed blood three times a day to keep them hungry and dangerous."
"I know what St Helena is, Bluetree," Davies hissed back at her.
"I wasn't talking to you was I," Cassie hissed back, "Come on Hermione. We better get Draco to a Hospital. Lucky I can orb."
"You aren't going anywhere. Neither of you."
"Try and stop us." Cassie placed a hand on Hermione's shoulder and one on Draco's. A curse flew passed their heads just missing them by inches. Cassie orbed. They were soon in a big white building. It was crowded with medi witches and wizards.
"Oh my goodness. What happened to you three? Quickly come with me and I'll get you fixed up," a medi witch came up to them and guided them into a spare room. It looked a lot like St Mungos. "What are your names and who's hurt the worsted?"
"I'm Cassie Bluetree. These are exchange students from Hogwarts in England."
"I'm Hermione Granger and this is Draco Malfoy. Draco's hurt the most but Cassie fix his arm so it was only broken in stead of dislocated," Hermione said fast.
"Ok. Don't worry; I'll fix his arm up in a heartbeat. Just sit over there on that spare bed," The medi witch pointed to the bed just beside the one she had placed Draco on.
"Um, Where are we, Cassie?" Hermione asked looking around.
"We're in St Andrews Hospital For Witches and Wizards in Queensland. After Draco's back to normal and gained consciousness again we get to school. Oh, that reminds me I have to owl Grandma. Stay right here. I'll be back as soon as I can and tell the medi witch that so you can stay there." With that said she hopped off of the bed and walked out of the door.
10 minutes later the medi witch can from behind he curtains. "Mr Malfoy would like to see you Miss Granger, is it?"
"Yes, that's me." Hermione walked behind the curtain to see Draco lying there. His arm in a sling. "Draco? Are you a wake still?" She said nervously. She walked over to him and sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him. Figuring that he had fallen asleep, Hermione went to get up and sit in one of the chairs beside the bed but couldn't because his free arm had snaked its around her waste. Looking at him, he had a big grin on his face.
"You just called me Draco. Does this mean that we're on first name terms now?" He asked, still with his eyes closed.
"Maybe if you open your eyes and look me in the face I'll answer you."
"Is that a command or a suggestion?" opening his eyes as he said this.
'Silver, blue. His eyes are a silvery, blue colour. I always wondered what colour they are. He's being civil to me. Him, a pure blood wizard who is expected to become a Death Eater, is being civil to me, a muggle born. Maybe that stunning spell changed him. Wait, did I just think that? I can't believe what I'm hearing, no, thinking.' Hermione thought.
"What? Why are you staring at me?" Draco said pulling her from her thoughts.
"Huh? Oh, I was just thinking."
"What about?"
"About why...nah, forget it."
"No come on. Tell me. I won't tell a soul. Promise."
"Well, I'm not telling."