I know I keep saying "I'm sorry I was gone for so long" but this time I mean it. I had extreme writers block and wanted to explore something besides writing. So I took up singing but I still missed this and I felt bad so I chose to come back. I will not be posting regularly but I will still be posting. It's better than nothing :) I am also starting a reader of the week. If you want to be the reader of the week then review. I will be picking randomly and if you are a guest and still want to be reader of the week then just at the end of your review give me a name to put. Also, the girl described at the end was based off of Maia Mitchell minus the eyes.

The reader of the week - geekymom

Draco's P.O.V

I woke up to a blinding light and a sharp pain in my abdomen. I frantically check my side and was shocked to see stitches. I let out a bloodcurdling scream and threw up. Madame Pomfrey ran into the room and gave me a amber colored drink. I gulped down the sour taste and felt it go down my throat. I felt like throwing up again.

"There, there dear." she said patting my back. "What happened?" I whispered, out of strength. "When you were found unconscious in that room we rushed you to the infirmary and saw that your appendix was close to exploding. We had to perform surgery to have it removed." she said with a sympathetic smile.

That explains the stitches I thought.

A few days later, Ron, Harry and Hermione burst through the door. "How are you, mate?" Ron asked. Well I just had to be cut open to remove an organ and I feel terrible. "Fine" I lied.

"Good cause you need to start packing" Hermione reminded me. I sat up, surprised. "How long have I been out for?" I asked shocked. "'Bout three days" Harry estimated.

A wave of shock passed through me and I jumped out of the bed to start running to pack. However, my naive self simply forgot that I had just had surgery moments before. I fell flat to the floor and they hoisted me back up.

"Merlin, Draco, I was just kidding!" Hermione shrieked, "Ron and Harry packed for you." We talked for bit longer about random things. Quidditch, summer, teachers, muggle things. And as time passed I was tarting to feel better. I smiled inwardly and felt a burst of gratitude towards my friends. It's shocking how something so small can make me feel happy recently. Happiness was never a feeling I experience often and when it does happen it's not ever for something like a packed suitcase. I chuckled to myself. "What's so funny?" Harry inquired.

I was about to explain before Madame Pomfrey burst through the room. "You are free to go!" she said cheerfully. I gave a sudden sigh of relief. As much as I loved being taken care of lovingly, I was getting bored of laying down for hours on end with nothing to do and one can only sleep for so long. And so, with help of my friends, I was carried out of the infirmary. Halfway through the the great staircase I could feel the get tired from helping me. "Hey, wanna do something fun?" Ron asked panting. I nodded my head, intrigued. "Wingardium Leviosa!" Ron casts. I shrieked as I was lifted high into the air and the staircase got smaller until I could barely see my friends heads. As I was laughing I noticed a ravenclaw girl by the staircase with her friends laughing at something in a book.

The girl has layered, dark brunette hair and emerald green eyes with a sparkle of gold in them. She has tan skin, plump coral lips and a rich and genuine laugh that nearly knocked me off my feet. If I had my feet on the ground. I somehow managed to stop looking at her and laughed with my friends.

Happiness filled the staircase.

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The train home was mostly just continuing the conversation we had at the infirmary. When the train had come to a stop we all pulled them into a hug. I savored the warmth and affection for as long as possible as if it could last for the rest of the summer. I sighed when we pulled away and reluctantly walked off the platform and into my parents peripheral vision. As they caught sight of me, my father raised his chin high and sauntered away withought a word.

This summer will be tougher than I thought.

Ta-da!