"Well it's about dinner time, you two should go get us all some food." Said a voice that sounded oddly distant to Draco.

"But what if he wakes up and tries something?" said a second, slightly clearer voice.

"Nothing's going to happen Harry, stop worrying, I can look after myself!" answered the first voice sternly. Draco heard a third voice mumble something and then a small bang of a door closing.

The slytherin prince coughed as he slowly regained consciousness. He forced his heavy eyes open, only to clamp them shut again as he was greeted with a blinding light and a feeling of cold. That was all he could see, all he could feel, all he could think of. That and pain, immense pain throbbing in his head, totally and completely controlling his aching, sore body. He heard a low grown from somewhere and soon realised it was his only voice as his eyes fluttered open, and the world around him slowly came into focus.

When he realized where he was, he almost wished the bright lights would come back and claim him. Sweeping his blonde locks out of his face, he tried to raise his head, only to find he couldn't. The pain in his head was too great to bear, and stars flashed before the boy's eyes. Draco did not like the Hospital wing, that Pomfruf-Pommeble-Pomfry, whatever her name was scared him and the air always smelled too pure. He avoided it whenever possible preferring to treat his own wounds in his room, and now, as the stone of the castle loomed around him; he felt his dislike deepening into true loathing.

He turned his head sharply to the left as he heard a slight scuffle of material. Groaning as sharp pain flared through his skull he pushed himself up the headboard and into a sitting position of the bed.

"Granger." he greeted calmly as if it was normal to have one of your worst enemies sat at your bedside.

"Ma-Draco." she replied. Draco raised one of his eyebrows and Hermione didn't need to know what the question was. "Professor Dumbledore wants us to call each other by our first names." Draco lips made the shape of a 'ah' showing that he understood.

"Hermione." he answered back and the Gryffindor smiled at him. This action caught the slytherin boy off guard, not used to seeing people smile, and slowly he let his own genuine smile spread on his face.

The two sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes until the heard yelling outside the door.

"But we're not allowed to take food in to the Hospital Wings!" yelled the voice of Harry.

"But I'm hungry and Hermione is alone in there with that thing, who knows what he'll do to her!" Argue Ron.

Draco groaned again, he didn't care about anything they were saying, it was the fact that their yelling was going straight through his pounding head, not making it the slightest bit better. He slid back down into the bed and drew the pillow and covers over his face.

"grsrrhurrrrrt grurrp!" he mumbled into the pillow.

"What?" asked a slightly confused Hermione.

Draco pulled the pillow away from his face and looked at the brunette beside him. "I said, 'could you please talk to your friends and asked them ever so nicely to shut up!" he said in a sweet sarcastic voice.

Hermione smiled and walked towards the door, but before she could grab the handle, the wooden door flew open and the other two thirds of the golden trio barged in.

"We're back!" chimed Harry and Ron at the same time, and Draco just groaned again at their joyfulness and pulled the pillow tighter.

Hermione let out a colourful laugh, and Harry and Ron looked at her strangely.

"He's got a headache." she answered whilst jerking her thumb in the direction of the lump on the bed which was Draco. "And you two aren't helping the slightest bit."

Ron smirked and made his way over to the bed, he placed his mouth next to where he guessed the boys' ear was and then…

"MALFOY!"

Draco almost leapt three feet in the air. He let out a startled yell and then gently laid his head back on his pillow, glared up at the red headed Gryffindor and silently pulled the covers back over his face.

Hermione let out another laugh. "I think that's his way of telling you to go away." The Golden trio burst out laughing.

"Seriously Potter. I just took a bludger in the chest for you, the least you could do is be a little quieter." groaned the Slytherin.

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A/N I know it's REALLY late and REALLY short, but I don't know anything to write about, has anyone got any ideas?

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