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kriCket x0: I'm making chapters as fast as I can but trying to maintain quality and length…you'll find out what happens to her in this chapter

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Last Chapter: Harry exchanged another glance with Ron and then the three boys took off down to the hospital wing.

Once they had arrived at the hospital wing, there was complete turmoil surrounding one of the beds in the back. The occupant was not exposed since the curtains were drawn, but Draco could guess who was behind them. Hermione was nowhere else to be seen, and it only made sense the teachers would want to cover up the crime, so to speak.

"Oh, good, you boys are here, finally!"

Madame Pomfrey swept the boys into a room at the very back of the wing that they wouldn't have ever noticed had they not been ushered unceremoniously into the slit of an opening.

Draco was confused, hurriedly he tried to slip from the nurse's grasp but she only clutched at him more and pushed him into the doorway.

Once in he noticed all the teachers stopped there hushed talking and their eyes darted around the corners of the surprising large, homey, room.

"Ahem, I think I'll be going now…" Draco announced.

"I don't think so!" Harry exclaimed and grabbed Draco's arm as he tried to turn and leave.

"If you touched her, I swear…"

"Shove off Potter, I didn't touch the mud—muggle born."

"It seems there's been more than just an attack on Ms. Granger."

Dumbledore spoke quietly with seriousness in his voice from a dark corner. Swiftly as he talked he moved into the center of the room for all to see.

"Poppy has informed me that, Ms. Granger was attacked, and tried to, fight her attacker. Thus the blood under her fingers. It is not her own."

Ron gasped and glared at Draco.

"If you're implying I'm at the fault of all this…" Draco muttered.

"No, no, Mr. Malfoy, we don't believe it to be you at all. There's a simple spell to see whose blood is under her nails and Poppy has already informed me as to has done this. We just thought that you, as her rescuer, might want to hear the results."

Draco was surprised by the remark and before he could utter a form of negative comment on the matter Dumbledore quickly began.

"There also seems to be other evidence of a…presence…"

"A presence?" Snape questioned, "What do you mean by 'presence'?"

"Well, Severus, let me finish." Dumbledore began again,

"It seems that, well, she has been, raped."

There were gasps all around the room. Teachers looked faint, Harry paled considerably, and Ron's eyes widened.

"Wh -what?" Harry managed to stutter out.

"Exactly what I said, Harry, I know you don't have a hearing disability."

"Right, right…" Harry muttered, shocked.

"Well, I'll be going now." Draco announced again.

The teachers dismissed him and he quickly took off but not before hearing the teacher's talk about Granger's condition. She was in a coma, a magically induced coma that they couldn't figure a way to overcome and get her out. It was a serious incident and for once, magical or muggle medicine did not seem like it was going to be able to cure her.

Draco managed to slip past everyone, and since it was still early in the morning he thought that maybe he should go back to his room and sleep. Suddenly he remembered he had left his wand in the room the teachers had been talking in. Cursing himself for his simple stupidity he realized he had to go back. Even if he did not have school tomorrow, he could not go a day without having his wand. Magic was everything to him, after all. It would be a long walk back to the hospital wing, he had practically run to where he was in the dungeon hallway now. Finally he made it to the hospital wing. He glanced at the curtained corner where Hermione lay. Wait, he though, Hermione? When did I start calling that Mudblood by her first name? Her name is Granger, Granger! He found himself at the opening of the door, carefully he listened to see if there were any teachers, how embarrassing would that be? He heard whispered voices coming from the room. They didn't sound like any of the teachers though, they sounded much too young. He took a few small steps forward and hid himself in the shadows of the tunnel like doorway.

"What do you mean!"

"Well, I couldn't resist her man…I mean, if you'd 'a only been there. Damn, I mean what would you have done with a body like hers just sitting there. I had to beat her up for you anyway; I didn't think it mattered much. She wouldn't remember it ever have happening. That's what the memory-coma is doing to her now isn't it? Erasing the entire night for her, right?"

"Yea, I know, but… She's still my friend; you didn't have to go doing that kind of thing to her!"

"Ha ha, well my friend, if you'd have only been there, then you wouldn't have been able to control those…" the voice snickered here, "manly urges."

The other voice laughed nervously and the talking stopped.

"Uh, best get out of here I suppose. You still have Harry's invisibility cloak I had to…steal for you!"

The voice laughed.

"Yea, yea, Weasley, I got it."

"Good then let's get out of here Seamus!"

Draco had a sharp intake of breathe. Seamus and Ron? The world's crazy!