My Enemy, Friend, Husband, Death Eater, Lover, Git

Chapter 8: Visiting hours

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Hermione woke up groggily and looked around to see what woke her. Tinka shuffled into the room with a tray. It carried toast and eggs, a cup of milk and a glass or orange juice and bowl of yogurt. Hermione heaved herself up and watched curiously as the elf took up another item of the tray, "Hold out your arm, miss." Hermione obliged and noticed with some surprise that there was a rather large and a rather gaping wound on it. It however appeared to be clean and only then did she realize that it was throbbing, the throbbing dimmed when Tinka added the poultice.

Hermione now started to feel the other aches in her body; her head seemed to be demanding the most attention so she carefully put a hand to her forehead and noted with dim shock that there was also a large cut there too.

Tinka smiled, "Don't worry, I've got some slave for that too." Hermione allowed the elf to apply the medicine while she was munching on her toast, then a though occurred to her, "Tinka?" she asked in between mouths, "Did you find me last night?"

Tinka watched her female master with tennis ball eyes, and knowing that Mr. Malfoy was her original forced herself to answer, "Yes miss, I did. I got you cleaned up and put you to bed."

Hermione smiled warmly at the elf, "Thank you," she reached out to hug her but Tinka drew back quickly, smiling awkwardly, "I should get breakfast started for the master." And hurried out of the room.

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Draco looked at his house elf as she came back into the living room looking harassed, "I don't like lying to her sir, no sir, not at all," she grumbled. Draco smiled and patted her, "Thank you Tinka. I'm going to class now, make sure she doesn't get out of bed." Tinka nodded, "I can do that sir," she said, trying not to sound snappy.

Draco picked up his bag and slung it over his shoulder and left towards his lesson, on his way down the staircase he ran into a somewhat unexpected visitor.

He stopped, "Mum," he spat in greeting. Narcissa sighed, "Oh don't you start with me Draco, I assume you found her last night?"

"What did you do with her?" he replied coolly.

Narcissa looked straight at him, her own steely grey eyes matching his own, "Whatever I did, it was necessary for Dumbledore's little plan."

"You didn't answer my question." Draco stated angrily.

Narcissa raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow, "It's none of your business, get to class." She ordered him.

Draco dropped his bag, "It is my business mother, she is my soon to be wife and if she comes home all bloody and bruised I think it's my right to know what happened to her. Now obviously you had something to do with it, so enlighten me."

"Drakes," his mother said in a forced sweet voice, "I told you to stay out of it. Don't challenge me again. I risked a lot last night for that girl, you should be grateful to me. Just take care of her. For now she won't remember, but in a few weeks the spell will wear off and there will be hell to pay."

Draco hesitated but then asked, "But why are you here then?"

Narcissa couldn't resist her coldest snarl, "Honestly Draco, I'm not the completely heartless cow as you like to imagine me. I wanted to see how she is, I just came back from a meeting with Dumbledore, I never left the school you know." Silence hung between them, then she added somewhat smugly, "You've turned out to be quite the nurse haven't you?"

Draco blushed, and Narcissa smirked at her son, "Good day Draco," and left him.

Draco picked up his bag again and continued down the steps, wondering if he should go back and supervise the meeting but decided against it, he did not want to test his mother's limits just yet.

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Hermione had finished her breakfast when an elegant and blonde woman entered the room, "Good morning Hermione," she said silkily.

Hermione had vague memories of the previous night and knew Narcissa had something to do with whatever happened but was far too fuzzy to realize what was going on so answered happily, "Morning Narcissa,"

Narcissa sat down by the side of her bed, a sympathetic look on her face, "How are you feeling?"

Hermione briefly touched her forehead, then nodded, "Fine, Tinka is taking good care of me."

Narcissa smiled, although it could have been a knowing smirk, she wasn't sure. "I'm sure she did," she said smoothily. Hermione felt a bit awkward and looked the other direction. Narcissa got up and took the breakfast tray of the bed and took it to the kitchen, Tinka eyed her curiously and Narcissa hissed, "Don't disturb us."

Once back in bedroom she smiled at Hermione, "Tell what do you remember from last night?"

"Not much," Hermione replied, "I'm feeling a bit woozy."

Narcissa bothered to look concerned when she digged through her purse and produce a vial which she then handed over to Hermione, "Here this should make your head clear again."

Hermione drank the liquid and felt immediately rejuvenated. She was happy to have her senses again but it bothered her that she still couldn't remember, she looked at Narcissa, "I still can't remember."

Narcissa looked surprised, but Hermione could see it wasn't sincere, "You don't, how odd." She said in a high voice.

Hermione looked around the room, and then at her hands. There was blood under her fingernails. "What are you keeping from me?" she asked quietly.

Narcissa got up, "I should go. I have a wedding to plan." She looked rather coldly at Hermione before turning to leave, at the door she hesitated, "Don't ask me again, Hermione. And…….don't prod your own memory. Maybe its better that you don't remember."

Hermione wanted to get out of bed but found that she couldn't, "Tell me what's going on. What did I do?"

Narcissa left the room, and Tinka rushed in her stead, just in time to see Hermione fall asleep.

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Draco sat down for lunch, distracted with the amount of school work, Hermione and his up coming wedding. Suddenly somebody yanked him out of his seat and turned him around roughly. Draco blinked, not showing his surprise to be eye to eye with the clear blue but angry eyes of Ron Weasley, "Where is she Malfoy?" he bellowed.

Draco waited for a moment, calming himself, before snarling, "Put me down and ask nicely."

Ron only tightened the grip on Draco's collar. Draco winced as he couldn't breathe, he looked around for Harry and once his eyes landed on the green eyed boy he urged him with his own eyes to do something. Harry touched Ron's arms briefly, "he's right, put him down."

Ron dropped Draco who got up, rather annoyed. "Where is she Malfoy?" Ron repeated, although more subdued, "She wasn't at any of her classes and she isn't here now!"

Harry looked worried, and Draco felt some sort of understanding with him, and so said, mainly to Harry, "She's fine. She's in her room, sick. You can visit her if you like. I'll come with you."

Ron continued breathing heavily, peering suspiciously at Draco, but Harry nodded. Draco lead them al the way up to his quarters and let them in. In awe the boys looked around the grand living room. Draco smiled to himself, "Amazed huh Weasley? Never seen such luxury before have you?"

Harry sighed, the moment had been ruined. Ron sprung forward his hands poised to wrap themselves around Draco's neck, but Draco dodged him. Ron was sent crashing into a sofa, much to Draco's amusement and Harry's exasperation. Draco and Harry watched patiently as he got up again, rather miffed at his failed attempt at murder.

"You alright now Ron? Look, don't listen to what he says. Let's just visit Hermione and get out of here." Harry said, somewhat warningly to his friend.

Draco shrugged and walked towards the bed rooms. Harry and Ron were both curious to this part of the apartment but Draco kept his own door firmly closed as he opened Hermione's. He ushered them into the purple room and them came in himself. Hermione lay sleeping in her bed. Tinka was tending to her arm and looked up at the unexpected visitors.

Draco smiled, "Make some lunch Tinka." He ordered. Tinka nodded and bustled away.

Harry rushed to Hermione as soon as Tinka left and looked at her arm, "What happened to her?" he asked, distressed.

Draco closed the door and looked down, "Honestly? I don't know. My mother does. So does Dumbledore,"

Harry relaxed a bit, "Is it part of the plan then? Maybe I should go talk to Dumbledore."

Draco nodded but Ron huffed angrily, "This is ridiculous, Hermione shouldn't be here, getting hurt and marrying you."

Draco turned to face him, "Oh you still think you should? I thought you two already tried that, and it didn't work out did it Weasley? Get over it?"

Ron was momentarily perplexed, he hadn't expected Draco to know about his previous relationship with Hermione then his face became ugly as he turned red with embarrassment and rage, "Well I'm a whole lot better for her then you!" he said somewhat childishly.

Draco looked impassive, "Oh yes I'm sure she'd love to spend the rest of her life with a hot headed under achiever like yourself." Harry got up warily, but since the boys hadn't resorted to fists yet, kept his distance.

"In any case, whatever I am it's a thousand times better then Death eater spawn." Ron said with a smirk, making a point of looking at Draco with disgust; a look Draco had exerted on Ron almost daily since first year and he was rather chagrined at having the look returned, especially by Ron. But what really got his blood boiling was what Ron said. Harry saw it coming before Ron did, and winced as Ron grabbed for his nose, blood streaming out of it.

Draco retrieved his bruised fist and watched Ron stumble, yowling in pain. Harry was at his side within seconds and sent Draco an interesting look. Draco couldn't decide whether Harry was disapproving of the action or rather pleased. In any case Harry was annoyed with Ron as he impatiently waved Ron's hand away and analyzed the damage, "Well its broken," he said, stating the obvious.

Draco sighed and whisked out his wand and headed towards Ron. Ron saw this and immediately took a step back, "Don't worry Weasley, I'm just going to fix your nose." Ron's eyes grew wide and he shook his head, then stopped as it hurt his head and blood was sent flying everywhere.

"Potter hold him still." Draco ordered, Harry grabbed Rons arms, much to Ron's displeasure and asked worriedly, "You know what you're doing?" Draco nodded and took Ron's nose bridge in between his fingers and straightened it, Ron screamed and thrust forward in protest but Harry and Draco ignored him. Then with a simple spell he stopped the blood flowing, with another whisk of his wand the swelling subsided to reveal Ron's nose back to its normal shape.

Ron looked rather silly as he tried to look at his own nose, standing cross eyed and swaying slightly after Harry released him. "Thanks," Harry said softly to Draco, who looked at Hermione, his forehead creased with concern, "I thought Weasley's little tantrum would wake her, but no."

Ron, after making sure his nose was indeed fixed headed over to them, "Uhm…..well thanks for fixing nose, but it's a bit stupid to say so since you're the one that broke it." Draco shrugged, "Yeah, look. I'd rather you two leave now. Lunch is about over and I'd like to get to class."

The three boys left the room together, Draco shot one last concerned look to Hermione before closing the door. Once in the living room Tinka rushed towards Harry and Ron and offered them a plate full of sandwhiches. Ron instantly perked up and took about five, and Harry thanked the elf and took one. Tinka smiled with satisfaction and then gave some to Draco, "Don't worry, master. I'll make sure she's okay."

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