Disclaimer: Hey, um here's another chapter. Sorry this one is pretty short. So yea, you know the routine already, And, erm, read on and review!!!!
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Chapter 10: Back Home….
The next two days were unusual without Draco. For the Slytherin's and Hermione at least. The rest of the students took it to be a good thing.
Ron's punishment was bad, but to some, not bad enough. He was sentenced to the rest of the year with helping Filch clean the entire school, every week, top to bottom. Without magic. He also would be getting a letter written home and 150 points taken away from Gryffindor. But worst of all his Prefect Badge would be taken away.
Hermione had loosened up a bit with her hatred towards Ron. But never would she completely give up her grudge against him. Harry or Hermione had not spoken to Ron since there screaming match during the whole fiasco. Ron had not said a word to either of them either. Not even Harry, since he had taken Hermione's side over his. During Draco's second and soon to be final day in hospitalization, Ron was sitting at his desk doing his homework. When out of nowhere an owl flew into his open window and plopped a letter on top of his Herbology book. The owl perched himself on the windowsill and stared at Ron with large yellow eyes. It was a rather large black owl with a deep green band with a silver snake attached to its left leg.
"What is this?" Ron stupidly questioned the owl. Who turned its head 180 and flew out into the night sky. Obviously not answering Ron. "Hmm…" he flipped the letter over and got a shock when he saw what the seal was. He knew whom it was from right away. It had had the Malfoy Crest, (a snake wrapped around a pole with 'Malfoy' in fancy lettering on the top). Ron carefully opened the envelope and slid the letter out.
Anonymous-
I appreciate the newly discovered new about my young adolescent son. I assure you that his punishment by me will be most harsh. Inform me if anything else arises that would need my consent.
-Lucius Malfoy
"Well, it's good to know that the little bugger is going to get what he well deserves." Ron re-folded up the letter and placed it in his trunk at the end of his bed. "He needn't worry. He will be getting a letter every time something happens that I don't like."
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Harry had been staying with Hermione for the past two days, keeping her company. He, like a gentleman, had been sleeping on the couch.
That same night, they were both sitting on the large black leather couch finishing up their homework for the night. When there came a knock at the door. "I wonder who that could be." Hermione looked towards the portrait.
"Dunno. Do you want me to answer it?"
"Sure, if you want to." Harry got up and closed hid History of Magic book. He walked over to the portrait and pushed it open to find Draco and Madam Pomfrey standing before him."
"Erm, 'Mione?"
"Yes?" she looked up from her work. "Who is it Harry?" she placed her parchment on the table before her and walked over to him. "Oh!" she looked out the doorway and saw Draco. She went to jump on him and give him a hug, but then she saw Pomfrey standing behind him. "Oh." She repeated, but not happily this time.
"Mr. Malfoy has been released from my care but still needs rest. He will not be attending his regular classes tomorrow. But after that he must. He has already missed too much work."
"Er, okay." Hermione answered.
"Feel better Mr. Malfoy." Madam Pomfrey walked back down the hallway. All that was left in front of Harry and Hermione was an injured Draco, who was putting his weight on a crutch (the fall from the air had hurt his knee), and a suitcase with clothes from the past days in the hospital.
Hermione helped Draco into the common room and onto the loveseat. Harry figured that he might as well try and make some peace, so he picked up Draco's bag and put it beside the armchair. Draco looked down at the bag and then up at Harry "Erm, Thanks, Potter."
"No problem." Harry answered plainly.
Hermione could feel happiness welling up inside of her. Her best friend and boyfriend were actually getting along, for once, sort of. At least they weren't biting each others heads off.
"Hermione?"
"Yea, Harry?"
"Do you want me to take his bag up to his room? Or something?"
"Erm…" she looked down at Draco.
"Yea, sure. If you don't mind?"
"No, no it's fine."
Hermione sat next to Draco. "You can just put it down next to the bed. Thanks Harry." She added before he went upstairs.
Harry picked up Draco's bag and walked it up to his room. He pushed open the door and walked over to the bed and placed the suitcase down.
Before leaving, he looked the bed over from the doorway and said to himself "And this is where it all began." He walked out and closed the door behind him.
Harry walked downstairs to find Hermione and Draco already in the middle of making out. He cleared his throat to acknowledge his presence to them. They quickly parted and looked behind them. Hermione smacked her lips together and blushed. Draco bit his bottom lip and chuckled to himself.
"Well, I better get going." Harry said.
"Alright. Do you need any help?" Hermione asked.
"No, I'll be fine." He walked over to the fireplace where his belongings were. He picked up his bag of clothes and pillow. Then got his books off of the table and placed everything next to the door.
Before he left he went to bid his goodbyes to Hermione, and, Draco. "Okay, well, see you tomorrow then?" he resultantly bent down and gave her a small hug. "Bye" he said to Draco. "Feel, erm, better."
"Thanks." Draco responded. Harry picked his things up once again and went back to his old home of Gryffindor Tower.
"So, how have you been?" Hermione asked Draco after hearing the portrait shut. He gave an airy chuckle.
"Much better now that you're here." He leaned over on top of her and began kissing her neck. She shrieked playfully and returned his grateful kisses.
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A/N: Hey it's me again. See, I said short chappie rite? Well, I had to get Draco home, and had to get Ron his letter. So anyway, I'm really sick and don't feel like typing so, um, REVIEW!!!!!!
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Chapter 10: Back Home….
The next two days were unusual without Draco. For the Slytherin's and Hermione at least. The rest of the students took it to be a good thing.
Ron's punishment was bad, but to some, not bad enough. He was sentenced to the rest of the year with helping Filch clean the entire school, every week, top to bottom. Without magic. He also would be getting a letter written home and 150 points taken away from Gryffindor. But worst of all his Prefect Badge would be taken away.
Hermione had loosened up a bit with her hatred towards Ron. But never would she completely give up her grudge against him. Harry or Hermione had not spoken to Ron since there screaming match during the whole fiasco. Ron had not said a word to either of them either. Not even Harry, since he had taken Hermione's side over his. During Draco's second and soon to be final day in hospitalization, Ron was sitting at his desk doing his homework. When out of nowhere an owl flew into his open window and plopped a letter on top of his Herbology book. The owl perched himself on the windowsill and stared at Ron with large yellow eyes. It was a rather large black owl with a deep green band with a silver snake attached to its left leg.
"What is this?" Ron stupidly questioned the owl. Who turned its head 180 and flew out into the night sky. Obviously not answering Ron. "Hmm…" he flipped the letter over and got a shock when he saw what the seal was. He knew whom it was from right away. It had had the Malfoy Crest, (a snake wrapped around a pole with 'Malfoy' in fancy lettering on the top). Ron carefully opened the envelope and slid the letter out.
Anonymous-
I appreciate the newly discovered new about my young adolescent son. I assure you that his punishment by me will be most harsh. Inform me if anything else arises that would need my consent.
-Lucius Malfoy
"Well, it's good to know that the little bugger is going to get what he well deserves." Ron re-folded up the letter and placed it in his trunk at the end of his bed. "He needn't worry. He will be getting a letter every time something happens that I don't like."
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Harry had been staying with Hermione for the past two days, keeping her company. He, like a gentleman, had been sleeping on the couch.
That same night, they were both sitting on the large black leather couch finishing up their homework for the night. When there came a knock at the door. "I wonder who that could be." Hermione looked towards the portrait.
"Dunno. Do you want me to answer it?"
"Sure, if you want to." Harry got up and closed hid History of Magic book. He walked over to the portrait and pushed it open to find Draco and Madam Pomfrey standing before him."
"Erm, 'Mione?"
"Yes?" she looked up from her work. "Who is it Harry?" she placed her parchment on the table before her and walked over to him. "Oh!" she looked out the doorway and saw Draco. She went to jump on him and give him a hug, but then she saw Pomfrey standing behind him. "Oh." She repeated, but not happily this time.
"Mr. Malfoy has been released from my care but still needs rest. He will not be attending his regular classes tomorrow. But after that he must. He has already missed too much work."
"Er, okay." Hermione answered.
"Feel better Mr. Malfoy." Madam Pomfrey walked back down the hallway. All that was left in front of Harry and Hermione was an injured Draco, who was putting his weight on a crutch (the fall from the air had hurt his knee), and a suitcase with clothes from the past days in the hospital.
Hermione helped Draco into the common room and onto the loveseat. Harry figured that he might as well try and make some peace, so he picked up Draco's bag and put it beside the armchair. Draco looked down at the bag and then up at Harry "Erm, Thanks, Potter."
"No problem." Harry answered plainly.
Hermione could feel happiness welling up inside of her. Her best friend and boyfriend were actually getting along, for once, sort of. At least they weren't biting each others heads off.
"Hermione?"
"Yea, Harry?"
"Do you want me to take his bag up to his room? Or something?"
"Erm…" she looked down at Draco.
"Yea, sure. If you don't mind?"
"No, no it's fine."
Hermione sat next to Draco. "You can just put it down next to the bed. Thanks Harry." She added before he went upstairs.
Harry picked up Draco's bag and walked it up to his room. He pushed open the door and walked over to the bed and placed the suitcase down.
Before leaving, he looked the bed over from the doorway and said to himself "And this is where it all began." He walked out and closed the door behind him.
Harry walked downstairs to find Hermione and Draco already in the middle of making out. He cleared his throat to acknowledge his presence to them. They quickly parted and looked behind them. Hermione smacked her lips together and blushed. Draco bit his bottom lip and chuckled to himself.
"Well, I better get going." Harry said.
"Alright. Do you need any help?" Hermione asked.
"No, I'll be fine." He walked over to the fireplace where his belongings were. He picked up his bag of clothes and pillow. Then got his books off of the table and placed everything next to the door.
Before he left he went to bid his goodbyes to Hermione, and, Draco. "Okay, well, see you tomorrow then?" he resultantly bent down and gave her a small hug. "Bye" he said to Draco. "Feel, erm, better."
"Thanks." Draco responded. Harry picked his things up once again and went back to his old home of Gryffindor Tower.
"So, how have you been?" Hermione asked Draco after hearing the portrait shut. He gave an airy chuckle.
"Much better now that you're here." He leaned over on top of her and began kissing her neck. She shrieked playfully and returned his grateful kisses.
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A/N: Hey it's me again. See, I said short chappie rite? Well, I had to get Draco home, and had to get Ron his letter. So anyway, I'm really sick and don't feel like typing so, um, REVIEW!!!!!!
