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That night Hermione was back in the hospital wing. It wasn't serious just her breathing got slightly worse. Poppy conjured up a overstuffed recliner for Draco who had managed to bring her and her favorite blanket to the hospital wing. He refused to let her stay uncomfortable in the thin itchy blanket that the hospital wing provided. Madame Pomfrey noticed this and after he had fallen asleep around two o'clock she covered him in the once discarded blanket.

Draco awoke with a start. He had a horrid dream that Hermione had disappeared. Seeing her sleeping in front of him he stifled a whimper and tried to go back to sleep. It unfortunately didn't work and he tossed and turned for at least a half an hour until he heard Potter's voice at the door.

"Hey mate, they're sleeping keep it down." Harry said to Ron who was being rather loud.

"I don't care if that arse hole Malfoy is sleeping or not!"

"Ron. Quiet."

"That bastard is just using her until she dies." Ron said scraping a chair across the floor to sit next to Hermione.

"You need to grow up Ron." Hermione grumbled and rolled over turning her back to him.

" 'Mione!"

"Honestly Ron, she is trying to sleep." Draco muttered with his eyes also shut.

"You're both getting pretty good at pretending to be asleep." Madame Pomfrey said and Hermione sat up slowly smiling.

"I feel better this morning."

"It's a good thing it is Saturday then. I want you to relax."

"And do what?"

"You brought one of those muggle picture things didn't you?" Ron said and Harry laughed.

"Television Ron." Harry said still laughing and Hermione nodded.

"Then why don't we put in those tiny mirror thingies, and watch them on the Telesight thing." Draco looked just as confused as Ron and she couldn't help but laugh at him.

"Come on." Hermione said standing up slowly and took a potion Madame Pomfrey held out to her. She took Draco's free hand after he scooped up the blanket and they started to her room. For a moment it felt like all the fighting had stopped.

Draco and Ron managed to stop the childishness long enough to stare at the black screen of Hermione's television. Draco picked up the cord and turned it over a couple times confused as to what it goes to. Hermione and Harry decided to mess with him and turned the television on. Both boys jumped back when voices came out of it.

"It speaks?!" Draco said and Hermione laughed at him. "Its dumb." He retorted to make himself seem unamused about it.

Hermione personally thought it was cool that she didn't have to plug in anything muggle at Hogwarts it simply worked. Harry pulled a couple movies from the large movie cabinet. "Saving private Ryan…Schindler's list…..flags of our fathers….Hermione I thought you hated war?"

"They are good movies..."

"You have National lampoons Animal house?" harry narrowed his eyes at her. "Who are you and what have you done with Hermione?"

After twenty minutes of looking through Hermione's movies Harry grabbed Meatballs from the case and put it in. For a moment he had a feeling he barely knew his friend at all. She had always seemed more of the book over movie type, but her movies might just be enough to dwarf her book collection.

"That was enlightening."

"I like movies, big deal harry. I mean the only reason I was allowed to bring them and the television was because I'm dying." Harry understood why she buried herself in books. She was interested obviously, but also bored.

Draco watched in horror slightly because the muggle parents were acting like complete idiots. The kids were even worse and he started to form another bad opinion on muggles.

"Perhaps we should watch a action movie after." Hermione said and Harry agreed. At the end of meatballs they took a half an hour break and went down to have lunch.

They watched a war movie when they got back and Draco couldn't help the insatiable urge to grab one of those guns and try to shot a target. It seemed like it might actually be quite fun. He was amazed that the war actually seemed a lot more gruesome then the own war he was in. In a muggle war there is a blood and guts strewn everywhere.

Hermione snuggled against his chest and he wrapped his arm around her holding her tightly and kissing her forehead lightly. Harry and Ron were sitting on a couch next to the bed and trying to ignore the love scene next to them.

Draco whispered into her hair so lightly she couldn't even hear it. He loved her. So much he knew it will kill him when she goes.

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