When Harry woke the next morning, he drew his curtains back and looked to the bed on his right, but Draco had already left.

"Good morning Mr. Potter, you may leave once you feel up to it. Frankly I'm surprised you're still here." Madam Pomfrey said in passing as she flicked her wand and the empty potion bottles on the table by the two beds vanished. "Oh but you may want to drink another potion to help with the swelling on your shoulder; Mr. Potter."

Harry nodded, downed the potion and quickly left the hospital wing to find his friends. It didn't surprise him to find them in the Great Hall; Ron eating anything he could get his hands on and Hermione reading a book but pausing every few minutes to glare at her boyfriend. They had gotten together at the end of the war but not much had changed in their relationship towards each other, besides for the occasional snogging.

"Harry! Are you feeling better? Ron told me about the accident."

"I'm fine...but Draco's not. Pass the marmalade." Harry said sliding into the empty seat next to Ron.

"Harry I heard you're out of the hospital wing." Ginny flounced over with a smile on her face, she bent down to kiss Harry on the cheek and whispered in his ear, "And I'm sorry for our argument."

"So am I Ginny," Harry said honestly and smiled at her. He didn't like fighting with Ginny; it was much easier when they got along.

"So what's wrong with Malfoy?" Ron said with his mouth full. After all the years of eating together, Harry could understand Ron even if his mouth was overflowing with food. Hermione of course spared another glance from her book to glare at Ron.

"He was in the hospital wing last night." Said Harry while helping himself to the remaining food in their area before it vanished in Ron's stomach. "I think he was involved in a fight."

"Did the sod git finally get what he deserved?" Ron still hadn't gotten over his hatred of Draco.

"Ron! What happened Harry? Did he say who it was?" Hermione had finally put away her book.

"Well he came in last night, limping. He had gashes on his face and his left eye was bruised. I think someone used a stinging hex on him...he wouldn't say who it was though. Why? I mean he didn't use to have a problem with ratting others out."

"Well...maybe he thinks...that it's his fault...or that he...deserved it or something." Hermione said carefully.

"Well he would have right? I mean when has the bastard ever not deserved being hexed?" Ron said and Ginny looked like she agreed with him.

"He tried to use an Unforgivable Curse against you, Harry."

"I remember that, Ginny. But I also used sectumsempra against him-" Which I regret to this day, Harry thought bitterly. "Besides Voldemort tortured him during the war."

"Yes but he's been a real arse-" Ginny began.

"-to me for six years?! Yeah I KNOW Ginny. Still...I feel bad for the bloke..."

"Didn't his friends defend him?" Hermione asked.

Harry shrugged. "I don't know but I'm guessing not."

Hermione sighed and looked over at the Slytherin table. "Well he's not there but we'll see him potions tomorrow. Maybe you should try to talk to him, Harry."

"Yeah that'll go over well" Said Ron sarcastically.

Hermione glared at him again. "You know, we should all be trying for some more inter-house unity after all that happened during the war." She said bossily.

"And like I said back in fifth year, if that means getting buddy-buddy with the Slytherins, fat chance." Ron replied darkly.

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