You wake up in the hospital, Draco looking at you kindly. "Okay. How do you really feel?"

"Mmmm..." You pull the blanket over your head. "Like this..." You say.

He laughs and pulls it back down and you laugh. He looked down, something on his mind. "Hey, (Y/N)?"

"Yes, love?"

"Why didn't you tell me you still felt sick?"

"It was just a headache. I didn't think it would get that bad..."

"And why did the hat give you such a bad headache?"

"...My body was on high alert from the cold, and I could feel the hat's magic going through my brain. It gave me the headache of a million Psyducks at their worst. Then when I got up, my mouth started watering and I knew I was going to throw up. Then you came running over and I tried to tell you to back up, but it was too late." You start crying. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! I'm sorry; I should've told you! I didn't and because of that I threw up on you!" (I know it's cringe. Leave me alone.)

"It's okay..." He hugged you and that made you feel better. Mentally, not physically. You still felt like you were crushed my an elephant. He smirked at you. "Hey, (Y/N)?"

"Yeah?"

"Let's get you out of here." Madam Pomfrey came in and Draco smiles. "Madam Pomfrey! This is amazing! (Y/N) is fine, now! I'll take her to the Slytherin common room." He grabbed your arm and you run to the common room together, giggling.

Draco looks at the time. "We have to get to bed. I'll see you, tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow," you respond.

The next day, you wake up sneezing. You meet Draco in the common room before classes.

"How do you feel?" He asks.

"I'm fi-... Actually, I think I'm worse," you say, remembering what happened when you denied you were sick the last two days.

"What?"

"I can't stop sneezing. That's going to make it hard to hide that I'm sick, and I'll be put back into the hospital."

"You could say you have allergies..."

"Brilliant idea!" You say before a sneeze.

You go to breakfast, and that's when Draco locks eyes with Harry Potter. "What are you looking at, Potter?"

Harry turns and looks at you kindly. "Hi. I'm (Y/N) and I'm taken," you say, clenching to Draco's arm. "So don't look at me like that." Harry frowns and looks back at Draco. "Hey!" You get up and walk to him. "Look at me when I'm talking to you!" He doesn't respond, so you sneeze on him. He looks at you, disgusted.

"(Y/N)!" Draco yells.

"You're right. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. You aren't worth it." You walk back to your seat and sit down, smiling.

Later, you go to lunch. You apologize sincerely to harry and say it was allergies. You tell Draco to apologize, too. He does and holds out his hand. "Truce?"

Harry dismisses Draco and frowns at you. "I don't trust you."

Draco got angry and ignored ever offering a truce in the first place.