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"What the fuck? Hermione…?"
But Hermione was too busy with Draco.
"Hermione!"
"Just leave them Ron!"
"But it's Malfoy! I mean, seriously! Head Girl and Head Boy together?"
"Oh leave her alone Weasley!" It was Draco. He and Hermione had separated from the. Hermione was worried. She nibbled at her fingernail, then looked up. She realised most of the Gryffindor table were looking at them, staring.
"You are just jealous!"
"I am not!" protested Ron.
"Stop it!" It was Hermione. They stopped and looked at her, the whole hall was. She burst into tears and ran out. Draco glanced around, then hurried after her.
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"Hermione?"
"What do you want?" she sobbed, turning her tear stained face towards Draco. She said the password to the Head's Dorm and thrust open the portrait.
"Come here," he said. He gently wrapped his arms around her. She stood stiff, the melted at his touch. "There there, it's ok, I'm here now."
She sniffed. He gave her a peck on the cheek. She smiled.
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The bathroom door was locked.
"Hermione are you in there?" asked Draco, unsure of whether he was talking to no-one.
"Yes I'm in he-"
"Hermi?"
A series of coughs and splutters were all that answered.
"Are you ok?" Draco was concerned.
"I don't feel very well."
"Just unlock the door and I'll help you down to Madame Pomfrey."
Nothing.
Draco fetched his wand from his pocket and muttered a spell under his breath. Click. He opened the door to find Hermione knelt down by the toilet, her face pale, dry vomit crusted on the front of her robe. He helped her to stand up. He placed her arm round his shoulder, put his arm under her knees and lifted her feet off the ground.
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"Oh my!"
"Yes, she isn't in a good way Madame Pomfrey," said Draco. She placed the limp figure of Hermione on a free bed in the hospital wing.
"I think she will only have to stay one night and I will give her some medicine that she may need to take after dinner for a few days," diagnosed Madame Pomfrey.
"Can I stay here with her?"
"Well, would that be appropriate? Don't you have any homework, being in seventh year?"
"I'm sure I can cope"
"Well," Madame Pomfrey hesitated. "I can arrange a bed next to hers if you would like."
"That would be great" Draco smiled.
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Ugh I feel awful!
Her eye twitched.
"Madame Pomfrey! I think she is waking up!" Draco exclaimed.
Hermione opened her eyes, waking from a deep, deep sleep. The light of the room burned her eyes. She glanced around the room. She saw Draco gazing at her lovingly. She smiled and breathed in a big gulp of air. A wave of nausea took over her and she vomited.