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Chapter 6

Hermione's POV:

For the next week I would do the same thing everyday, come in and change Malfoy into his uniform. I held his book bag and wrote notes for him, fed him… We're walking to our common room right now. When we got there I set him on the couch and just started doing my homework.

" What about my homework?" He asked. What about it?

" Do it, Malfoy. I am not your slave."

" That's what you think." He muttered. He is so infuriating! I threw my books down and turned to him.

" Listen to me, I am sick and tired of all this. For a whole week I did nothing but answer to your beck and call. I think you're healed enough to hold a quill." Maybe he'll get I am not his slave!

" You know, I think you did more damage to me than you think." WHAT?

" I give UP!" I grabbed my books and ran into my room, slamming the door. I walked into the bathroom. A few minutes later I heard Malfoy.

"Granger?" I'm not answering him. " Graaaanger…" Nope, I'm not... " HEY GRANGER!"

" WHAT?" I said from inside the bathroom. He's probably sitting on my bed right now, waiting.

" Nothing." He said. So, I opened the door and…" My nose!" Oops.

" Oh, my gosh, Malfoy. I am so sorry! I really didn't know you were there." I rushed over to him and checked his nose.

" Stop poking at it!" But it's fun!

" I'm checking to see if it's broken." And it's fun.

" No, you're poking it for fun!" Yeah, so?

" Oh, shut up and let me fix it!" I did this very simple spell and smiled. " Well, it wasn't broken." I stood and offered him a hand. He stared. Yes, Malfoy, I'm poison! " Well, are you going to get off my floor anytime soon so I can do my homework in peace?"

" No." Whatever. I don't care!

" Fine, stay there." I walked to my bed and finished my homework. Malfoy sat there the whole time. Now I feel guilty! " Do you want to come up on my bed? You look sleepy."

" You want me on your bed, don't you, Granger?" HA! Yeah, sure. I walked over to him and smiled.

" Not really. I was just thinking it would be more comfortable than the floor." I lifted him up without warning and helped him to my bed. The only way I could get him up was by surprise.

" I never agreed to this." Yeah, well, too bad! I am trying to be nice.

" That's okay, I'm doing runs tonight. I'll be back in a half an hour at the least." I walked out of the room and did my runs. When I got back I saw Malfoy sleeping in my bed. He looks like a little baby when he sleeps. So innocent and, dare I say it, cute. Too bad he's a cocky bastard! I walked up to him so I could wake him. I'm so tired, I need to get him in his bed so I can sleep. I poked him.

" Malfoy?" I whispered. Nothing. " Hey, Malfoy." I said a little louder. All I got were his snores. " DRACO MALFOY!" I yelled. He turned over, his back now facing me. " Fine! I'll just sleep in YOUR bed. See how you like it!" I let him rest in my bed and when I come back to use it he wont wake the hell up! Unbelievable. I walked into his room and took off my uniform, changed into my Pjs, and went to sleep in his bed, eww. Maybe I should sleep on the couch?

Draco's POV:

Well, that was a good nap! I'll just get up before Granger comes back from her ru-why is the sun up? Oh, shit. I slept in Granger's bed, all night. Meaning, she'll be on the couch. Why didn't she wake me? I walked down stairs to see nothing. Okay, maybe she's already up.

" Walking up the stairs, la la la la la. Gunna change my clothes la la la la la." I sang. I never told anyone this but- I love to sing. I just don't do it in front of people, very un- Malfoy like. I walked in my room and starting changing into my uniform. Since Granger so rudely left me here to change on my own. Well, I can do it now, it was fun seeing her get huffy when she had to do it though. My bed, it's messy. I hate a messy bed. Stupid House-Elves, can't even do their job right. I walked over to my bed and hit the sheets to flatten it.

" Ouch!" My sheets! They talk! " Malfoy?"

" How do you know my name?" That was a stupid question. Of course it knows my name! I sleep it in all they time, it should know me by now. " I'm sorry I didn't sleep with you last night! I was in Granger's bed!" My sheets are talking, meaning that's a bad thing. My sheets are going to attack me! " I'm not cheating!" I threw my hands up.

" Cheating on who?" Granger? I'm an idiot…

" Why are you in my bed?" I said, composing myself.

" You were in mine."

" You should have woken me up."

" I tried."

" Not hard enough."

" Oh, shut up!" She said, getting up. She grabbed her stuff and walked to the door. Before she left she turned and smiled at me. " You were cheating on your sheets with mine, huh?" And with that said, she left. Yep, defiantly an idiot. I walked into The Great Hall and had breakfast with my fellow Slytherins. They kept asking me how the Mudblood was.

" I don't know. Am I her keeper?" That shut them up. In Potions class, I was partnered with Granger. We were partnered together for two reasons. One: We are both really good in Potions. Two: She burned me.

" Pass the dragons scales."

" Huh?"

" I said, pass the…"

" Yeah, here." I said, shoving it in her hands. She can be so bossy.

" Well, gee, thanks!" She said sarcastically.

" Welcome." I said and smirked at her glare. A few hours in I started feeling sick. " Granger, take me to the Hospital Wing."

" You sick?"

" Why would I ask you to take me there if I wasn't?" Silence fell between us as we were walking there. Finally she spoke up.

" You never asked." I was about to say something really mean but we were at the door of the HW. The medi-witch came to us.

" Yes?"

" I'm feeling a little under the weather." I said.

" Well, why don't you lay down for a while." She turned to Granger. " You may leave."

" No! I want her to stay." They both looked at me.

" Why?" Yeah, why?

" Because this is probably a side effect from that stupid fire." That sounds stupid, even to me.

" Whatever." She sat down next to my bed. She's not fighting with me?

" Are you sick too?" She looked up at me.

" No…"

" Okay." After that, we sat there. Doing nothing. I am bored. I wonder what's for dinner. Wait, I feel sick.

" Malfoy, you alright? You're gagging."

" I…gag…know…gag…that…" Gag… " I'm going to throw up!"

" Get out of the bed! Come on!" I stood up to get to the waste basket and…well, let's just say I didn't make it. " MALFOY!"

"Oops."

" What is going on here? Miss Granger!" The Medi-witch ran to Granger and cleaned her up with a spell. She turned to me. " I trust you are feeling better now?"

" Much." I turned to Granger. "Oh, and I'm…sor…sorr.."

" Out with it!"

" I'm sorry I puked on you." She gave me that I'm shocked look. Glad I can work wonders…

" At least you're feeling better. Let's go back to our common room so you can lie down." I puke on her and she's nice. Did she inhale something this morning? When we got back to our quarters Granger set me on my bed. " All better?"

" Yeah…" I am kinda scared right now. What is she planning? Oh, no. I'm the next Guillotine victim!

Sorry I took so long on updating. Life has been so crazy. One of my best friends got sick with cancer about 3 years ago and died on Nov. 15, 2005.Sorry again, I'll try to update faster!

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