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BPOV

I woke up the next morning, got dressed, and went down to breakfast with Hermione. Just like last night, everyone stared at me as I walked in. I sighed, exasperated. This was getting really old.

"Don't they have anything better to do?" I whispered to Hermione and she chuckled.

Five minutes later Harry and Ron appeared, looking very tired.

"Good morning," I said cheerfully. Ron just grumbled and started eating. It seemed that Ron wasn't energetic until he ate something.

"What's our first class?" I asked.

"Potions with Slytherin," Hermione answered.

Ron and Harry groaned at the mention of Slytherin. We finished our breakfast quickly and headed toward the dungeon where Snape taught Potions.

"Isabella," Snape said when we entered the room.

"Yes Professor?" I asked, scowling as he said my full name.

"You can sit next to Mr. Malfoy."

I sighed, nodded, and went to take my place next to Draco.

"Hello," he said with a smirk on his face.

"You know if you don't wipe that smirk off your face I'm going to have to do it for you," I stated.

He ignored me and it just grew larger, and I turned my head away from him before I did something that I would regret.

"You will be making the Draught of Living Death with your partners, which is on page ten of your books. Now get started," Snape said to the class.

I groaned internally as I turned to face Draco. For once he wasn't smirking. Just like the first time I saw him, I thought he looked hot and I started to stare at him.

"What are you looking at?" Draco asked defensively.

"Nothing," I said, looking down. "Let's just get started." I opened my book and we finished the potion in silence. At the end of the hour, I swiftly walked toward Harry.

"How was Draco?" He asked curiously.

"Not bad," I said. "We didn't really talk."

The rest of the day was uneventful, and people continued to stare at me whenever I walked by. After dinner, I finished my homework and then decided to go on a walk around the castle. It felt nice to walk around without curious eyes following me everywhere.

I came up to the Astronomy Tower and gazed up at the stars. I sat there thinking until I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I turned around and saw Draco Malfoy approaching.

"What are you doing here?" He asked coldly.

"What does it look like?" I retorted

Draco looked annoyed but didn't say anything.

After a few minutes I asked, "Why does everyone think you're a death eater?"

Draco looked at me shocked, before he regained his composure. "Maybe I am," he replied arrogantly.

"I don't believe that," I stated confidently.

'Why not?" he asked angrily.

"Well first of all I think there's more to you than just a mean and arrogant boy. Second of all, what would Voldemort want with you?"

Draco began to shake in anger and I began to taunt him. "Did I hit a nerve there?" I asked sarcastically. He growled and turned into a giant lion. A voice in my head told me to shut up and run but I ignored it.

"Now I see why Voldemort keeps you, he wanted a big kitty to play with," I taunted.

Draco growled again and he swiped his giant paw at me, hitting me in the chest and sending me flying back into the rail. I felt blood oozing from my head before I blacked out, welcoming unconsciousness so I wouldn't feel the aching pain.

NEXT DAY

My eyes fluttered open and I saw Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny leaning over my bed anxiously.

"What happened? Where am I?" I asked disoriented.

"You're in the hospital wing," Harry said grabbing my hand. "We were hoping that you could tell us what happened. Who did this to you?" Harry demanded.

"I can't remember," I said. For some strange reason I felt the urge to protect Draco.

"What's wrong with me?"I asked.

"You had two broken ribs, but Madame Pomfrey fixed that up easily, and you had a large cut in your skull, and you have a lot of bruises."

I groaned, trying to get up, but Harry pushed me back down. "No you don't, you aren't allowed to leave until tomorrow morning."

I groaned. "What am I supposed to do for all of that time?"

"Rest and sleep," Harry said. "Now are you sure you can't remember who did this to you?"

Harry looked furious, and I was sure if I told him it was Draco he would go after him and kill him.

I shook my head and Harry looked disappointed. "If you remember be sure to tell me."

I nodded and Harry began to look suspicious, when the doors burst open and Snape rushed in.

"Oh Bella, are you alright?" Snape asked anxiously.

"I'm fine I said, trying to shrug it off.

Snape glared at me. "Bella don't lie, I can tell you're in pain."

I sighed.

"Who did this to you Bella?" Snape demanded.

"She can't remember," Harry mumbled, frustrated.

"What?"

"We keep asking her, but she doesn't remember who did this to her," Harry clarified.

"You really don't remember?" Snape asked.

I shook my head. "Sorry but I just can't."

Snape's expression softened. "It's alright sweetheart. But if you remember make sure you tell me."

"I will," I said, giving him a weak smile.

Snape kissed my forehead and then swept out the door.

I turned and saw everyone staring suspiciously at me.

"I'm tired," I announced. "So I'm going to sleep."

Harry sighed in defeat. "Goodnight Bella, I hope that you feel better."

I watched as they all walked out the door. I felt guilty about lying to Harry but I felt that I needed to protect Draco. I had no idea why but I just felt like I needed to. I thought of why I would feel like that as I drifted off into a long, peaceful sleep.