A/N: I am so Sorry that i haven't updated in so long!! I was sick for the past few weeks, then I was really busy catching up with school. Also, I'm extra sorry because I left it at a cliffy. On with the chapter!!

Disclaimer: Do I really have to write it again...I think people realize I'm not J.K. even though there are several similarities...ok not so many! ;-D

Chapter 18 – Sprained Ankle and Broken Heart

Draco walked through the door and to the stairs. He saw Hermione lying there unconscious. How her face was already tear streaked he didn't know how. But by the odd angle her foot was sticking out at, her foot looked broken. He sighed. He showed his nice side with the wrong people. He bent down and picked her up. He carried her upstairs and into the lounge laying her down on a couch.

He worked quickly. He didn't know the spell to fix broken bones but he was able to reduce it to a sprain. He conjured some pillows under her head and one under her foot. He also conjured two ice packs, one for her foot the other for the bump on her head. After he had finished he decided to leave her.

He walked back to the kitchen and made himself a bowl of soup. After finishing he decided to read for a bit. He crept into the lounge and pulled a book off the shelf. He stationed himself at the furthest couch from Hermione; it was behind several bookshelves so he remained unseen. Soon he fell asleep with the book open on his chest. An hour later Hermione woke up.

Ow my ankle. What happened? How did I get here? Oh yeah… I fell down the stairs.

"Malfoy …Malfoy," Hermione called. On the other side of the room Malfoy woke with a start. He looked around and then heard her calling. He started to get up.

"Malfoy where are you?"

Obviously she didn't hear him.

"Draco where are you,"

He froze. She called him Draco she never calls him that. He turned a corner. He could see her attempting to get up.

"You shouldn't be on your ankle. You should be lying down,"

"Oh crap," Hermione fell to the floor because he surprised her. He walked over and bent down. He lifted her up back onto the couch.

"Thanks," she said.

"No problem," he replied. He sat on the edge of the couch beside her. "How does you ankle feel?"

"It still hurts," Hermione answered. He took the ice pack off, her ankle was red and swollen. He waved his wand and an ankle wrap appeared on her foot. "Does that help?" he asked.

"Yeah it's better, thank you,"

"Well since I've helped you so much, do I get any privileges?" He asked looking at her seductively.

"Ew, you pervert, I'm not having sex with you!"

"Who said anything about sex? I was just wondering if I could copy your transfiguration essay," he said innocently, "but obviously you have other things on your mind. It's understandable that you want to have your first time with a sex god like me."

"Oh please, a sex god. I know for a fact that you are still a virgin,"

"WHAT! Who told you that?"

"Pansy"

"What, she betrayed me?"

"No she was just being honest."

"Who else knows?"

"Just a few other girls"

"Great just great, now the whole bloody school will know," he muttered under his breath.

"Oh come on, do you really think the whole school cares about your love life?"

"Still, you better not tell anyone that ever!" he said looking incredibly embarrassed.

"Fine, but that ruined my plans of telling Rita Skeeter and asking her to print it in the daily prophet," joked Hermione. Malfoy responded with a growl. She laughed and his scowl softened as he watched her.

He leaned towards her, his lips brushing hers gently. He deepened this kiss and his arms wrapped around her waist. She responded to the kiss and placed both hands on his face pulling him closer. The kiss seemed to last forever, unlike their last. Finally Draco pulled away, Hermione looked at him confused of his sudden coldness.

He moved away and left her there only stopping to toss her a book on his way out. She would never understand him, he could be so sweet one moment and so cold and distant the next. It's like every time she tried to get close to him he's push her away.

Hermione sighed and tried to make sense of the boy she couldn't understand. After thinking and analyzing everything she knew about him, she still came out blank. She could think of nothing, no clues to understand this mysterious boy. She looked at the book he had left her Beauty and the Beast, Hermione smiled to herself as she began to read.

Once Draco was out of the lounge, he hurried back to the bedroom and shut the door behind him. He glared at the wall for a moment, and then hit the wall with both his fists angrily. This isn't fair, why can't I even date her. It's not my fault if father made that stupid deal. And Snape, how can he tell me to stay away from her after what he did. This is so frustrating!

Draco began to pace the room, trying to find some way to around it. He came out with nothing. He tried more and still nothing. The more he tried the angrier he got, but the more he wanted to find a way.

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