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Chapter 2 : Thank you
Hermione awoke the next morning to a major migrane, and a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach. She opened her eyes to a totally different place. This wasn't her room! Oh wait! Last night and that very familiar stranger. She wasn't quite sure how to place him for one reason and one reason only. His smell.
He had a very distinct smell that smelled like no one she knew. She knew it definately wasn't Harry or Ron. Both of them smelled good, but not that good. She just couldn't figure it out. After about 5 more minutes of wondering she gave up ( she hated not being able to figure something out ). She headed back to her dormroom to get her clothes.
When she got to her room, she threw on the first outfit she could find. She rushed out to go to breakfast before realizing which one. When she got down to the entrance hall she realized she felt nauseous from her headache, and she decided to go see Madame Pomfrey. She always welcomed Hermione, as her visits were so frequent. What could she do? Harry Potter was her friend.
When she got there, Madame Pomfrey was already attending to someone. She sat down on a spare bed and waited. When Madame Pomfrey turned around and saw Hermione, she smiled.
" I'll be with you in a minute Miss Granger." she welcomed, as was her custom. She hurried into her back room to get something, and hermione stood to fix her hair. Suddenly she heard a sigh. She whipped around to see alabaster skin and platinum blonde hair in one of the far beds. Malfoy !
" So what are you here for?" She asked, trying to be polite since he was obviously hurt or something.
" Stomach ache," he replied before he realized who it was,"Why do you care anyways?" Hermione immediately turned around, only to feel eyes on her back. She whipped around to find Draco staring at her.
" What?" She sneered," Going to make fun of my hair? Because I must say, it's getting rather old."
" No," he replied, cooly."just didn't know bookworms like yourself dressed so slutty." Hermione looked down and gasped. She had accidentally grabbed last year's skirt, and that shirt that revealed a little to much. Almost as if on cue, Madame Pomfrey rushed out.
" You may go Mr. Malfoy. I have administered your medicine" and with that he left. She did just the same.
Draco's P.O.V:
I rushed out of that hospital ward so fast, it was as if it was infected. I couldn't stand to look at Granger any longer. After last night, I don't think I ever will. Yea I knew it was her, and yea I comforted her, but she needed it. Besides it's not like she knew it was me. No one ever would.
end Draco's P.O.V
When hermione reached breakfast it was almost time for classes. she shoveled down some food, and chatted some with Ginny. all the while planning to go back to the Room of Requirements to she if that kind stranger resided there again.
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Ok all. Hope you like. lolz If you do what can I say? Sudden bursts of inspiration are the key to greatness. If you don't the ... um ... I'm sorry. lol but if you do please review. Plz plz plz plz plz plz If you do you are officially counted special, and get yourself a cookie! -
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