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Chapter 14

Arthur Weasley walked up to the small opening with one of Draco's turtle necks. Molly had made it so she could look out, but no one could look in without moving into the little area. Arthur didn't step inside the area he just stretched out his arm holding the shirt out to Molly. "Here you go, it was all he had." Molly took the shirt from her husband before whispering something Draco couldn't hear.

She had just barely finished sewing up the cut on his neck. With a soft smile she handed him the shirt. "Would you like some help putting it on?" She asked looking over his wounds; Draco shook his head 'no'. Sure it was hard for him to get dressed everyday, but he had learned a spell that removed most of the pain witch allowed him to act normal. He still felt the pain, but the spell dulled the pain for two days. Making it more like a paper cut kind of pain, then a should be in the hospital kind of pain.

He slipped his arms into the sleeve's pulling them all the way up before putting his head through the hole. He had a little more trouble pulling it down over his face because the stitches tended to get caught on the fabric. Once he had the long neck around his neck he pulled the shirt over his body re-hiding what was there. He fixed the collar so it looked nice and clean cut before he put his hair back into place. He couldn't help the hand that ran over the stitched up cuts on his face. 'Gods I must look even sadder then before.'

With a wave of Mrs. Weasley's wand, the books flew back to the places around the house. Someone had set the table while Draco was being tended too. Molly moved everything she was using on him into the kitchen allowing George to finish setting the table. Draco moved away from the table, not feeling very hungry at the time. He also didn't want to eat dinner with a group of people that didn't care much for him.

"Alright everyone take a seat." Molly called form the kitchen Draco watched as everyone claimed a spot at the table only leaving room for him and Mrs. Weasley. She sat down at the far end of the table leaving a space for Draco next to Ron and Granger. "Come along Draco take your seat." Molly called to him as he moved toward the stairs.

Not wanting to be rude, but hating every second of it Draco took his seat at the table. He watched as food was passed around to each person at the table. When he was offered something, he just passed it along to the next person not even looking at what he was being handed. He did take one small pace of chicken with a small spoon full of peas and less then a half of cup of juice so as not to be rude.

"Is that all you're going to have?" Mr. Weasley asked him from the far end of the table. Draco only nodded 'yes' feeling anything more could be taken as an insult. However Mrs. Weasley was now looking at his plate with an evil eye kind of deal.

"Oh you should eat a lot more then that! Your just skin and bones, we need to put some meat on you!" She then proceeded to pile his plate full of food. There was no way he could have even eaten half of the food on his plate even if he was staving to death. Witch was a bad thing because if he didn't eat it all he would be being rude which he couldn't stand. Picking up his fork he tried to eat in a polite manner. He and Granger were the only one's using table manners.

At one point Draco felt a hand rub the side of his leg. Looking down he saw Granger had put her hand down on the seat. She hadn't meant to touch him, he was sure of that much. As he watched her eat the last pea on her plat he felt envious. Draco still had a mountain of food on his plate. He sighed inwardly at the thought of not being allowed to leave the table until every last bit was gone. That had been his fathers golden role at the dinner table. Granger's hand rubbed across his leg again causing a thrill to make its self known in his paints.

Draco slipped his hand under the table taking hold of hers. She looked over at him smiled and squeezed his hand. He didn't know why she had done it, but he liked it. They didn't let go of each other hands all through out dinner. To his relief when he couldn't eat another bit, Mrs. Weasley had let him leave the table. Granger had left just a moment before him to go do something with Ginny. Mrs. Weasley was in the middle of cleaning up giving Draco time to slip away from her.

He knew she would come and find him when she was done. It wasn't like a person could forget what they saw under his shirt. Draco sighed laying face down on his bed he couldn't sleep on his back even with the spell dulling the pain, it just hurt too much. He didn't lay there long when he heard footsteps coming up the stairs. 'She's done already I thought for sure I'd have a little longer.' There was a knock on his door pulling himself out of bed he walked to the door and opened it. Granger stood there before him.

"Hi" She smiled at him "Can I come in?" Draco's heart raced as he stepped back from the door allowing Granger room to come in. She ran a hand over his cheats as she walked passed him. Draco felt something moved within him. His breath caught in his throat as a tingly feeling reappeared on his skin.

"So, what brings you to my room?" He asked trying to act all cool and collected. Granger turned to face him. Taking hold of one of his hands she pulled him a little closer. Draco wasn't sure what had made her changed how she felt about him in such a sort amount of time, but he liked it a lot.

"I want to talk to you." she said as he ran his hands over her arms. Moving closer to her he ran his nose down the side of her neck. She in return ran her hands up his chest and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Ok what did you want to talk about?" He asked pulling back so he could look her in the face. She reached a hand out to touch the cuts on his faces. Gently tracing each one with the tip's of her fingers. Draco felt like he had hours before he was barely holding himself back form snogging the life out of her. 'Oh I wish he'd just kiss me all ready.' Draco heard his esp. picking up Hermione's thoughts. He didn't let himself think it over he just lean down and pressed his lips to hers. They pulled each other closer kissing slowly at first only getting more and more wilder with each kiss. It was only when Draco heard footsteps coming up the steps he pulled back from her.

"Mrs. Weasley's coming" He said opening the door and stepping out. Sure enough the red-headed woman was at the top step looking toward him.

"Are you ready?" She asked he looked back at Hermione.

"Where are we going to do it?" He asked feeling a little scared she'd found Hermione in his room.

"Arthur and I would like to do this in our room. Is that all right?" He nodded his head exiting his room and following Mrs. Weasley down the steps to her room. It was a long night Mr. and Mrs. Weasley kept asking him who had done it to him, but he didn't answer them. Mrs. Weasley had spent half the night working on him, but still could get to it all. When Draco got up to his room he found a letter from Sue waiting for him. She wanted him to meet her in less then an hour. Draco didn't what he made himself look as nice as he could and popped out of the Weasley home into the hotel room Sue was at.

"Glad you could make it my love." Sue whispered in his ear as she appeared behind him, Draco's heart song with joy. She had called him her love. 'That must mean she love's me!'