I came to with a groan. It was nighttime and there wasn't anyone awake. I tried to talk but my throat was too dry to do so. The room was only lit by the dim light of the moon and I settled back into the covers to sleep until the morning. My dreams were very troubled and I kept waking up every few hours until daylight came and I finally gave up on trying sleeping at all. Madam Pomfrey walked in and I lifted up. She hurried over with a delighted squeal. "You're alive!" She squeaked. I nodded.

"Oh you poor dear," she said pouring me a glass of water, "Drink this. Your throat must be so dry, although I wouldn't be surprised considering you've been out for a solid week."

"A week?" I wheezed.

"Yes ma'am. I'm surprised you don't remember fading in and out of consciousness. Your friend Emily hasn't left this room at all. She's even fended off that Malfoy boy on a few occasions. You've found yourself a friend for life in that one, and speaking from personal experience; when you find one hang onto them. Life rarely gives two," she said while lightly feeling my arms and legs, "Okay dear, if you feel any sharp pain or discomfort please let me know." She then proceeded to gently prod my stomach and sides.

"Well, you seem to have healed quite nicely," she said with a smile.

I let out the deep breath I didn't realize I was holding and said "Thank goodness."

"You're a trooper. That's for sure," she said turning around to head to another bed, "I suppose I'll wake up your friend here." It wasn't 'till then that I heard the soft snores coming from behind the curtain. She pulled back the curtains with a flourish and gently shook Em. She sat straight up in the bed and said, "Don't forget the soap," before falling back to the pillows. Madam Pomfrey tsked and shook her harder.

"Emily. Wake up. Violet's awake!"

Em sat straight up again and looked at Madam Pomfrey with wide, bloodshot eyes. "Really?" When Madam Pomfrey nodded she jumped out of the bed and raced over to me. She then proceeded to squeal frantically. "YOU'RE ALIVE!"

"Well yeah… Did you think I was just going to give up without a fight?" I said with a laugh.

"YES!" she yelled then began to punch my arm, "DON'T YOU EVER SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN VIOLET MORGAN!"

I laughed and tried very hard to dodge her punches, but to no prevail.

"Let's try not to injure her again, shall we?" Madam Pompfrey said, grabbing Em's wrists. Em's eyes started to water and she pulled away from Madam Pompfrey's grasp to give me a bone-crunching hug.

"I'm so glad you're okay," she whispered.

I gently rubbed her back as my own eyes started to water. Madam Pompfrey smiled and turned to walk away, giving us some privacy. She called over her shoulder, "Professor Dumbledore will be here in a few moments to have a word with you after which you are free to go."

Em pulled away to give me a faint smile through her tears. I couldn't help but smile back. "So give me the details of what happened when I was out." She smiled and rubbed her hands together.

"Well Malfoy tried to come in and see if you were still living or something like that. I guess he doesn't want an army of people trying to kill him… Although, in my opinion it's too late for that option. I told him to fuck off… And I may have tried to curse him. I can't remember," she said with a laugh before turning deathly serious, "then Professor Dumbledore came in and said–"

"I said what Miss Simmons?" came a voice from behind us. Em put on her sweetest smile before turning to face the Professor. "I'll just let you tell her sir," she said while standing.

"Since our dear friend, Violet, is awake, why don't you go meet her in the Slytherin common room? I would like to speak with her alone for a moment." Em nodded respectfully before giving me an encouraging smile and running out of the room. Dumbledore pulled up a chair and gave me a sad smile. "How are you feeling Miss Morgan?"

"I'm feeling much better Professor."

"Well I'm glad to hear it. Now to talk to you about the "incident"… Mr. Malfoy confessed to being the one who pushed you out of the train. He has been sentenced to detention during your recovery and now, and if you so wish, can be expelled from Hogwarts…"

I pondered this for a few moments before shaking my head no, "Two wrongs don't make a right. I know what he did almost got me killed, but considering I didn't I don't think that his chance at a future should be jeopardized because of it."

Dumbledore nodded, "That is very grown up of you Miss Morgan. Now to continue, considering that has been settled. You have missed over a week of school, and we realize that is not your fault; however the professors still believe it does not exempt you from doing the work. Therefore, since Mr. Malfoy is the reason you are in here and is still to attend Hogwarts, we believe that he should be the one to help you with your work as a penance of sorts." My eyes almost popped out of my head at this bit of news.

"Couldn't Em help me with it?" I asked in exasperation.

Dumbledore merely shook his head, "The professors and I have already discussed it amongst ourselves. Besides, Mr. Malfoy was the one who offered to do so." At this bit of information my jaw dropped. "Don't look so surprised Miss Morgan, Mr. Malfoy isn't as horrible person as he would have the world believe. That leads us to our next order of business: Head Boy and Head Girl…" I couldn't help the panic rising up in my chest. "The tradition is for the Head Boy and Head Girl to share quarters for the duration of the year. Since you and Mr. Malfoy are the holders of this honorary position…You will be expected to do the same."

~...-Author's Note-...~

Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed it.

I'm currently working on the next chapter and I hope to have it posted within the next few days.

Just a little incentive... If I get some reviews I might be more tempted to post sooner. *hint hint* ;)