Title: Helping Her

Genre: Humor/Romance

Category: Full Story

Summary: No one ever thought Draco Malfoy would show compassion. But him being the cause of a major turn up at Hogwarts, he must show at least a spark of it for what he has to deal with.

Krysta's Notes: Hm... Well, for all you HHr lovers, I started a new story called 'Girl Help' and for you BHr lovers, Emotions is the ficcie for you. And, for the DHr lovers, Draco is normal today! And a bit out of character, or maybe a whole lot. (smile)

Always thankful for Sabrina, for taking time from homework to edit!

As for the votes, I'm using the least voted one. And two people's D's. I'd like to say thank you to Kgmck-117 and CoPpErFyRmAgE for giving me a D and some extra comments on it, I'm using them both! I'll tell you when. A lot of you voted A, and I'm a bit weirded that you want Hermione to fall out a window...

And for this chapter, I want to reach 100 reviews, so please review! I won't update Chapter 13 if I don't get at least up to 99 or 100! If I get more, great then! I love you guys!

Helping Her's Pensieve:

They turned a corner, to see Pansy running towards them.

"Guys, it's Hermione. She's had a Hospital Wing accident. She was in the Wing with Madam Pomfrey and--" Another scream interrupted them.

"Just, come on!" She said, rushing off to the Hospital Wing, where a deadly sight awaited them. Blaise was nervous to see what had happened, as Ginny seemed a little nerve wrecked, occasionally muttering to herself.

"Ginny, it'll be alright. I'm sure Hermione is...oh." They had gotten to the Hospital Wing, to see a distressed looking Pomfrey.

"She won't wake up." Were the only words she said, as she let them in.

Chapter 12: Hermione's Accident, Draco's Apologies, and the Looking Down of Shirts

Warning: Draco is OoC. Draco and Hermione are going to be spending a day together, so beware of the fluff! And, sadly, a bit less BlaiseGinny moments, but we've got to start working on RonPansy!

Ten Minutes Earlier...

Hermione was seated in front of the Potions cart, sorting different potions. Madam Pomfrey came in to check up on her, and she set down a tray she had finished with a snake bite patient.

Draco glared at the little girl. He couldn't stand just the sight of her. Why all his friend thought she was an angel was beyond him. He smiled. Grabbing the cane beside his bed, he shoved it at the bed next to the cart.

Hermione looked up as the cart shook violently, before various objects toppled over onto her. She screamed loudly. Draco's laughter was present throughout the air. She shielded herself with her arms. Draco was still laughing. She was going to cry if he didn't return to normal. She missed him. And he had pushed the cart over, spilling who knows what onto her. He really did want her hurt.

"Well then.." She whispered bitterly, picking up a syringe filled with poison. "I'll toss you a helping hand, Draco. If it's want you want..." She stabbed the syringe into her skin, shocked at the feel of the poison flowing through her veins. She screamed again, as a searing feeling rushed through her whole body, swallowing her up.

She hoped at least Draco was happy.

Now...

Pansy, Blaise, and Ginny rushed over to Hermione's side, as Draco's laughter subsided. Snickers were still audible.

"This isn't funny, Malfoy. She's really hurt. She could seriously die from this poison dosage." Ginny told him. He snapped. His eyes widened, and he felt a rush of emotion.

"Hermione?" He said softly. Blaise looked at him.

"What? Did you just--"

"Yes. I did. I'm normal again. But Hermione, she... It's my fault. I pushed the cart onto her, and then I don't know how she got a hold of the needle. But, oh god Blaise, I was laughing at her." Draco said, walking over to Hermione's unconscious figure.

"Hermione..." Draco sighed in a distressed manner.

"It's okay, Draco. She's fine. It's going to be alright." Blaise assured his friend, who was leaning at her bedside.

"No, it was my fault, and she doesn't even know that I'm back to normal... Blaise, what about all the horrible things I said to her?"

"It's really okay, Draco." Ginny said. "She'll forgive you, as long as you're normal again."

"But, I called her so many bad names, I don't even know how I could make it up to her."

"Really, Draco. It's going to--" Draco cut Pansy off.

"No. I don't even think I should be near her right now." Draco said, leaving the Hospital Wing. Everyone was soundless for a moment, until a feeble voice spoke.

"Draco..." Hermione said softly, sitting herself up. Everyone instantly was at her side, comforting her, but she wasn't to be comforted.

"Draco..." She wailed into Blaise's shirt. Blaise was shocked. She was actually near him. He put his arms around her, happy that she had come through the little shunning stage she had started up.

"Blaise, how come he left?" She spoke weakly, Blaise still holding her in a hug. It didn't look like he'd ever let go, and it didn't like Hermione ever wanted him to.

Pansy smiled softly. She saw Draco from the hospital wing window as he stormed across the grounds. She touched Hermione's shoulder.

"Hermione, he's by the lake. Go." Pansy said. The five year old smiled a bit, nodded, and took off for the door.

Down by the lake, Draco sighed. He missed her. But how could he face her when he had hurt her so bad? He couldn't bear it, but something deep inside of him spoke.

'Draco, you've been her idol ever since you turned her this way. I bet when she turns back, you'd want to talk to her.'

"Draco.." She said softly, watching as the blonde turned his head. He watched her come up to him and swing her arms around his neck.

He wrapped his arms around her. He missed having her around. Going to classes without the little girl had shocked some of the student population, those that didn't know he had amnesia.

"Hermione, I'm sorry. I really am." He said.

--

Pansy and Ginny stood at the Entrance Hall, watching the scene unfold.

"Isn't it cute?" Pansy said to the redhead.

"Adorable. I think it's really adorable."

"Sick. I think I'm going to be sick." Ron complained. 'Smack!' Ron's head thumped.

"Oww!"

"Always ruining moments, huh Weasley?" Pansy said, turning to him.

"Whatever." He said, sitting down. She bent over, all in his face.

"Look. Don't whatever me, you little sapling. I don't want to hear you complain because you think Hermione doesn't deserve to be taken care of by him. I don't want to hear you moan about it." 'Smack.'

"And that's for looking down my shirt."

Ron blushed. He had found himself preoccupied with the girl's large bust; it was right in his face, how could he not be?

She stalked down the hall, turned, gave him a smile, and left. He rubbed his head. "My brain cells are dying..."

Crys: Okay, I really wanted to finish this, so I left it at that. I promise, the next chapter will be a novel! Unless I hit 100...

Helping Her's Crystal Ball:

"Draco, do you think we'll be like this forever?" Hermione asked him, turning to face him. HE smiled.


"Of course." But in his mind, he was asking himself that. 'Would Hermione always think of him as Draco? And refuse to call him otherwise?'

"Draco, I think that you're lying." She said, looking at him, her small round eyes deepening.


"I'm not!" He shook his head. But he couldn't even convince himself.