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She opened an eye. She was still in the Hospital Wing. She smelt clean.

"I bathed you, you stank a lot!" whispered Draco, almost reading her thoughts.

"Thanks," Hermione smiled. "I feel much better now."

"Well then," said Madame Pomfrey as she walked in. "If you feel better then you're free to go."

Hermione stood, unsure of whether her legs would support her. She collapsed back onto her bed but was determined to get back to her room and her life. Draco supported her up and down the stairs and through corridors until they reached the Heads' Dorm.

"Here you go gorgeous," he said. He sat her down on a pouffe and fetched her a glass of water.

She gulped the water down but just couldn't keep it down. She vomited on the white carpet.

"Sorry," she mumbled.

"That's fine," Draco assured her. "Don't worry about it, I'll just call a house elf."

He clicked his fingers. Dobby appeared.

"Clean this up Dobby," Draco ordered.

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"Hush," said Dumbledore the next morning. The hall fell silent. "I begin with announcing that we have a new student in our midst. Her name is Lizzie and she has been placed in Slytherin house."

The Slytherins clapped and cheered. Hermione gazed over at Draco, who was sitting next to Lizzie. She had a funny feeling in her stomach. Perhaps she was jealous. Or perhaps she was about to throw up again.

She ran to the bathroom, interrupting Dumbledore's speech.

"Goodness, is something wrong?" he said.

"She isn't well, sir," explained Harry.

"Ah yes, one can understand that feeling," Dumbledore said, rather vaguely.

The hall was dismissed and Draco went straight to the Head's dorm, hoping to find Hermione.

She was on her bed crying.

"Baby what's wrong?" he asked.

"You like her don't you, you fancy her!"

"Who?" Draco was confused.

"Lizzie!" Hermione cried.

"Darling, I don't even know her!"

"You promise?"

He looked up at her tear stained face. "I promise"

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"I'm so tired," exclaimed Hermione. "I think I might have an early night."

"But it's only 7.30!" opposed Draco.

"But im so tired! I really must go to bed."

"Ok then, I'll see you in the morning." He gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Sleep tight beautiful."

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Potions was boring as usual. Hermione sat with Draco, his arm around her shoulder, and Ron with Harry. Ron kept glancing back at Hermione and Draco then turning back and completely ignoring them. This lesson they were making love potions.

"Draco, you will be needing both hands for this class," said Snape. Draco sheepishly took his arm off Hermiones shoulder.

"Sorry, sir," he stuttered.

The lesson dragged on. The potion was somewhat more complicated than they had imagined. Ron forgot to put in the butterweed so his potion went white instead of the desired red colour and Harry mixed it the wrong way so it went a disgusting brown colour. Hermione helped Draco and they both managed an almost perfect potion.

"Now pour you potions into bottles and put the stopper in the top. This potion cause the first person to kiss you or be kissed by you to fall in love with you. Be careful," reminded Snape.

Neville managed to knock his cauldron to the ground while trying to pour it.

"Just go Neville, I will clean it up. Class dismissed."

As they walked out Ron approached Hermione.

"Hey can I have your potion? Mine's not quite right!" he asked.

"Sure," she replied. "I wont need it." She stroked Draco's arm and handed Ron the bottle.

"Thankyou so much Hermione!"

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