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"Draco, can you hear me? Come on Draco, I need to get you to the hospital wing right away. What happened to you?" Hermione was at his side trying to get him to turn over so she could help him up.

"I can't go to the hospital wing Mia. They'll want to know what happened. I just need you to help me to the couch." Draco answered with a moan.

"Draco you really need to have these wounds taken care of. What do you mean you won't go to the hospital wing? Draco please tell me what happened." Hermione had helped him up and was leading him over to the couch.

"I can't tell you what happened. It's best if you don't ask questions. And I can't go to the hospital wing because I can't very well have Madam Pomfrey see me like this. They'll heal on their own, they always do."

"Did Voldemort do this to you? Did you get hurt on a mission or something? Merlin Draco, you look lucky to be alive. Give me a second I've got a book on healing, I have considered going into healing as a career when I leave school. I'm pretty good at healing most injuries now." Hermione stood up and made her way over to a bookshelf walking back with a book full of healing spells.

"Mia, don't ask questions that you don't want to know the answers to. I promise that I'll be alright. Trust me I've looked worse. It was just a stupid mistake that I made, and I am suffering the consequences. Honestly, I'm fine." He tried to sit up and cringed.

Hermione walked over to him and set the book down. "I'm going to need you to take off your shirt, I can't see what the extent of the damage is with it on. Can you do it yourself, or should I just use a spell?"

Draco knew that she wasn't going to back down so he attempted to lift his shirt off. He groaned in pain. "I think you're going to need to use a spell. I think that my leg might be fractured as well."

Hermione hurriedly did a spell ridding him of his clothing except for his boxers for modesty's sake. "Draco you must have at least five cracked ribs. It's a wonder that you were even able to make it back up to the school. I can repair them, but they are going to be sore for a while. I know a spell for healing fractures as well. I can heal the cuts and bruises as best as I can, but they are still going to be really tender. You're lucky to be alive. If I left you like this, you could bleed to death. Doesn't your life mean anything to you?" She gave him a very stern look.

"My life hasn't been much to value lately, no. I'm not saying that I want to die, but I definitely don't have a lot to live for. I'm trying to fill my father's shoes, and well, let's just say that they are pretty big shoes to fill. It's not easy to live up to his reputation. However I don't enjoy getting…hurt. It just happens. I screwed up. Please don't lecture me, I've had a really rough night and enough lecturing to last me a while." Draco continued to lay on the couch as Hermione healed his wounds one by one.

"That's not a good way to talk Draco. It was Voldemort that did this to you wasn't it? You 'screwed up,' it was 'a stupid mistake?' You're one of his death eaters, why would he hurt you like this? How can you stand to follow a man, well he's not even really a man, a being that treats his followers worse than his enemies? Draco I'm worried about you. I don't mean to sound like I'm lecturing you, but the way you're going is a good way to end up dead." Hermione finished healing the bones and moved on to the bruises and cuts.

"I deserved this, the Dark Lord gave me a job and I couldn't complete it. I deserved to be punished. I don't expect you to understand Hermione. You are so innocent and pure. You don't know what my life has been like for me, growing up with my father, being trained to stand up with him and fight on the side of the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord isn't going to kill me, please don't worry about me. I won't fail in my mission again."

"I'm going to get something to wrap up your ribs. You're going to have to take it easy for a couple days. You might want to miss classes tomorrow. I'll talk to your professors. I'll take notes and bring you your homework. I can't tell you what to do, Draco, but I'm afraid that one of these days you're going to come stumbling through that door with a wound that won't heal." Hermione placed a hand on his shoulder before getting up to go to the bathroom to look for some bandages to wrap around Draco's torso.

When she reentered the room Draco was standing up, holding a hand to his stomach where the ribs had been broken. "You did an excellent job. You know, you really should consider becoming a healer." Hermione brought the bandages over and started to gently wrap them around Draco to help hold his ribs in place so that they could fully heal. "Who would have ever thought that I would be standing here with the Gryffindor Princess, while she heals my wounds and bandages me? I never would have expected you to care." Draco was trying to lighten the mood. It had become a little to serious for him.

"Neither did I." Hermione finished bandaging him up and stood back to admire her work. "Well, that's all that I can do for you. The rest is up to you. Take it easy, don't do any strenuous activities and you should be good as new in a couple days. Now, I want you to go into your room, and get some sleep. You must be tired."

"Exhausted, and a little sore. Nothing compared to what it could have been if you weren't here though." He walked over to her and reached out for her hands. He pulled her closer and lifted her chin up to look into his eyes. "Thank you Mia. I don't know many people who would have done something like that for me. It really means a lot. And thank you for not asking too many questions. I'm sure that you're curious, but the fact that you were able to drop it, really means a lot."

"Your welcome Draco. Now go get some sleep. I'm going to go too, I've had a long night as well." Hermione began to turn to go into her room.

"Mia? Will you come to bed with me?" Draco looked up at her.

"We can't do anything right now, I just healed five broken ribs and a ton of bruises." Hermione looked at him disbelievingly.

"I just thought that we could maybe talk and then just fall asleep together. I don't intend to disobey doctor's orders." He smiled at her, then looked down towards his feet.

"Ok." She paused to think about what she was agreeing to. She couldn't believe that he just wanted to sleep with her, not doing anything sexual. He almost seemed sweet. "Just let me put on some pajamas, I'll be in there in a minute." She went to her door whispered the password, "Greyhaven," and went in. She decided on a pair of green striped pajama shorts, and a green tank top. She then went through the bathroom to Draco's room.

Draco was laying on his bed, under the covers waiting for her. "So, you heard about my day, now why don't you tell me about your day? Why did it seem so long?" He patted the spot on the bed next to him, motioning for her to join him.

"Well it was the first day of classes. Then I decided to throw a little party, kind of a first day back celebration. We all did a little drinking. Dean and Seamus got totally pissed. Ron and Harry had to carry them back to the Gryffindor dorms. When that was over I had to go on rounds. Then I came back here, did some homework, read, and fell asleep until you came back. Healed you up, and here I am." Hermione stated.

"You had a Gryffindor party here in our common room. Glad that I wasn't around. What all did you guys do? Listen to the heroic tales of Potter the Boy Wonder?" Draco smirked at his own cleverness.

"No, the usual party stuff. Talked, ate, drank, played truth or dare. Just because we're Gryffindors, doesn't mean that we party any different than the big bad Slytherins." Hermione answered hitting him with a pillow in the head, which was one of the only places that he didn't have any injuries.

"Truth or dare. What did you have to do?"

"I had to say how many guys that I've ever snogged, and then when it was Seamus' turn he had to snog me. That was about it."

"You had to snog that Irish twit? I feel sorry for you. So how many guys have you snogged then?" Draco didn't really like the idea of her snogging anyone else. He wasn't sure why, but it made his stomach knot up to think about it.

"Well, including Seamus, that makes four."

"Me, Seamus, I'm assuming the great Viktor Krum, who else?"

"I don't think that I should tell you that. I don't know the names of all the girls that you have snogged."

"I don't know the names of all the girls that I have snogged. Who was it? Potter? Weasel?"

"I'm not going to answer that question, and I think that it is time that we went to bed Mr. Malfoy. I have to go to class tomorrow, and I'm taking notes for both of us, so you better let me get some sleep."

"Not without a goodnight kiss." He grabbed her arm and pulled her over to him. She complied easily and kissed him, making sure to support herself so that she wouldn't cause him any pain. Draco felt her melt into the kiss, and pulled away. "Now tell me who else you snogged."

Hermione slapped him on the arm. "You prat. You really are incorrigible, do you know that?"

"Yes, I know, it's part of my charm." Draco flashed her a cheesy smile.

"You are awful. Go to sleep before I put you to sleep." Hermione cuddled down into the blankets and pulled them tight around her, turning so that her back was facing Draco.

Draco followed suit, he moved closer to her, and wrapped his arm around her. He cringed a little with the pain, but it eased quickly and he relaxed. "Goodnight Mia. Thanks again."

"Goodnight Draco. Anytime." They both closed their eyes and were asleep in no time.

A/N: I was really bad again, and I know that this is a short chapter, but I wanted to post this because I left you guys with a cliffhanger last time. I hope that you enjoy it, and I'll get another chapter up as soon as possible. Well, you know what to do, read and review.