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Chapter 8 (Hermione pov)
Hermione walked down the steps to the command room. She hadn't slept all night long. She just kept thinking of the way she had acted the day before: Falling apart over a few stupid kisses. It wasn't that she was sorry she kissed Draco in the heat of the moment. She was sorry what it meant though. It meant she had gotten too close to her patient and she was getting too involved. After that night, Hermione tried to distance herself from him to be his personal med-witch, but Draco didn't want that. He would ask her all kinds of questions, trying to get her to open up and talk to him.
Hermione was upset that she had wanted to give into him. She didn't want to be the cold med-witch holding his hand. She didn't know if she wanted to be his friend either. She was at the bottom step when she heard a curse from his room. "Draco?" She called as she ran to his door and opened it. Draco was lying on the floor in his black robe moaning slightly. Hermione ran to his side, checking his back for bleeding as she sat him up. Her eyes widened when she saw blood on his face. It was on his nose around his month and down his chin. "Looks like you whacked your self pretty good." she said, wiping off his face.
He whimpered slightly, putting his arms around her to lean on her shoulder. "What happened and why are you still in those?" Hermione asked, helping Draco out of the robe. She blushed when the half naked man wrapped around her again. He wasn't talking; either because he couldn't or he wouldn't, she wasn't sure. "Listen Draco I'm real sorry about yesterday…I didn't mean to go all to pieces like that, it was just my friends wanted to know what our relationship was and I am not a good liar… They kept asking me what we did when we were alone, what we talked about and then Ginny says 'Gee Hermione you sound like you're his secret girlfriend.' Next thing I know I am crying like a baby."
His eyes opened somewhat as he snuggled against her "It's all right…I understand how upset you were over the kiss" He then moved around on the floor a bit. "You felt guilty like you betrayed them or some such thing right?" Hermione reached out to help him to the bed.
"Maybe in some small way, but the truth is I was upset because of what it meant" She covered him up, running her hand over his back.
"That we forgot who we were and got a little closer?" Draco asked, sounding confused. Hermione picked up the blankets to slid in with him and snuggle. She was making a point to show him she didn't mind getting closer to him.
"No it meant as a possible med-witch to be, I suck at not getting close to my patient." She felt his arms move around her. "I enjoyed getting closer to you." She didn't know why, but she was compelled to kiss his cheek. "Getting to know the real you is a wonderful thing. I wouldn't trade it for anything else." Moments later they were kissing and cuddling. She could feel him getting turned on. Pulling back, she looked down into his deep gray eyes. "Now what happened to you?"
His eyes took on a new look, going from lust to scared. "I don't know…I woke up this morning in the woods…" Hermione was stunned as he said it. "Hermione I wasn't alone when I woke up I hand something in my hands."
"What was it Draco?" She asked, soothing him a bit.
"I…I had an owl in my hands…it...it was dead." She cuddled with him, trying to make it better. "There were feathers all around me, blood all over the place claw marks on my hands and arms." She heard him sniffle a little "I…I think I tried to eat it, but I don't remember anything after I left the hospital wing."
"Shhh it's ok, we'll figure this out," she kissed his lips softly. "Together as friends should." That made him smile a bit before they got lost in mortal lip lock. Once their lips hurt from all the kisses they snuggled together and got some much need rest.
(Harry pov)
Harry used his clock for the first time ever during the day to sneak in and see Hermione in the heads rooms. After yesterday he wasn't allowed near this place, but he had to talk to her about the news all over school. That thing that attacked Snape attacked McGonagall last night. He also needed to ask her if she had seen his pet owl. For some reason Hedwig was no where to be found.
He looked down at his map to see she was in Malfoy's room. He didn't want to be a bad friend, but he wanted to know what was going on between the two that got his friend so upset. Harry moved to the door listening for anything, there was no sound. He gently pushed the door open to look inside the room. The only sign of life was a sleeping lump on the bed. Tip toeing over Harry looked down, wondering why his map said Hermione was in there if Malfoy was sleeping still. He got his answer when the covers moved and the top of her head pop out from under them to snuggle into Malfoy chest. "What the bloodily hell?"