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"Well, you guys… I'm a witch." She said nervously. The girls just looked at her like she had three heads.

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"……………… What? Hermione, WHAT are you talking about?" Krystal asked.

"I'm a witch. Meaning I can do magic, ride a broomstick (although I don't like to. I hate flying) and all that jazz." She explained, but they still stared at her.

"Come on, Hermione. You can't expect us to believe all this. You know witches aren't real." Jane said laughing.

"Hem hem! I can assure you we are. There is a whole world of us." McGonagall said a little offended.

"Here. I can prove it! Break something." Hermione told them.

"WHAT? Hermione, we can't break it." Jane said, shocked that Hermione would tell them to do something like that.

"Oh, just do it. it will be okay. I promise." The girls looked at her, but finally decided to do as they were told.

"Okay, fine, but if we get in trouble we blame you!" said Krystal. Janie nodded in agreement. They took the bowl and smashed it on the floor. It immediately broke into thousand of pieces. Hermione took out her wand and said loudly and clearly:

"Auculous Repairo (spelling??)" and the bowl started putting itself back together. The two girls watched in amazement.

"See. I told you I'm a witch. Do you need more of an explanation?" the girls shook their heads.

"This is so cool. I thought witches weren't real, but now. WOW! So you can, like, do all these cool things with that….thing?" said Jane, pointing at Hermione's wand.

"…Yea, basically, but u can't tell anyone about this. There's a law about keeping our existence a secret. So if anyone else finds out I'm in a lot of trouble. I'm sure there's going to be some strings pulled already." She said looking at the headmistress, who nodded. "So I need you guys to really swear to keep this a secret." She told them as she stuck out their hand for their 'secret' handshake, which ended with them kicking each other in the butt and laughing hysterically. They sat back down and waited for the healer to come back. About a half an hour later she did and pulled Professor McGonagall aside and whispered something to her. They whispered for about five minutes when they both came back looking worried.

"Miss Granger. I have a favor to ask you." Hermione stood up and followed the worried looking old woman over to the corner.

"Now, Mr. Malfoy will be fine, but he does need to be looked after. What with the war and all the attacks lately St. Mungo's is getting more and more people everyday. So I was hoping you could…"

"WHAT?! No. No, no, no ,no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Professor McGonagall, you can't possibly think I could look after him! After how he's treated me the last six years! After everything he's done! I'm sorry, Professor, but I can't possibly do it." Hermione ranted. By this time Professor McGonagall was getting tired and very impatient.

"Miss Granger. I have no time for this. Being in Gryffindor and a prefect it is your duty to do what's right. So you will take Mr. Malfoy back to your house for the remainder of the holidays and take care of him. Do I make myself clear?" she said in her strictest tone. Hermione looked startled at the sudden rage from her Professor. She just stared at her teacher, but finally nodded her head in agreement.

"Good. Now Miss White here will tell you what is needed while taking care of Mr. Malfoy and then, when he wakes up, I will help u all return to your house. When the end of the holidays draw near I will return and we will discuss what is to become of him then." Hermione nodded and left with the healer.

About a half an hour later everyone was in Malfoy's room. Hermione had learned how to change the bandages on his body and how to give him his medicine. Unfortunately she also learned how and, more importantly, where to put his daily shot. He woke up after another hour. He was still medicated so he was mumbling things that no one could understand. They explained to him that he would be living with Hermione and, instead of putting up a fight, he nodded. They helped him out of bed and the healers dressed him again. After they got him ready Professor McGonagall apparated them back to Hermione's house. Hermione laid him on the couch and covered him with a blanket. The girls got out their sleeping bags and instantly fell into a deep sleep.

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"HERMIONE! WHAT IS THIS?" screamed her father, waking everyone up.

Okay you guys. i am sooo sorry that this took forever to get out!!! i have been busy with school and christmas stuff but break starts next week so i will have more time. thanks every one. OH!! and please please review for me. you know you love me!

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