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Chapter 19 – Regret, Lies and Confusion

Reading the book was great for clearing Hermione's mind. It didn't give her any answers to her problem, but she did get an idea. She was going to do some snooping. She wanted to figure out why he wouldn't get close to anyone, he was definitely not telling her something.

But her detective work would have to wait until she was able to walk, surprisingly she didn't know many healing spells. She was very relaxed lying there watching the sun sink down behind the trees. She soon grew bored and summoned another book to entertain herself. This one was a mystery. She began reading and was easily immersed into the book.

It was dark rain splattered the cracked windows, the she saw it a footprint on the staircase. It was the only thing in the room not covered in dust. She looked around cautiously, then made her way up the stairs as quietly as she could.

As she reached the top the beam of yellowish light from her flashlight fell upon a pair of large male feet. She looked up at the man. He was tall and muscular, and then something caught her eye. It was attached to his belt; she looked closer and realized it was a gun.

"You aren't supposed to be here," the man growled at Nancy. He reached to his waist and pulled out the gun. Nancy went to take a step back, but she stumbled and fell down the stairs with a crash.

Outside the window there was a huge gust of wind and hail pounded on the window. Hermione screamed in surprise; she was so caught up in her book she didn't realize the storm raging outside. She looked out the window and saw that the sky was cloudy and dark.

She put her book down and tried to get up. Her ankle throbbed, but she was extremely bored and wanted to move around a bit. She supported herself on the side of the couch and made her way out of the room.

Just as she made it to the doorway she bumped right into Draco. "Oi," he said loudly, "you shouldn't be walking yet, and you need to lie down." As he was saying this Hermione tried to hide the yawn escaping her.

"See I was right you need to rest, come on." He let her lean on him and he helped her walk to the bedroom. He left her standing there and left the room. He said goodnight very quickly, then tried to escape the awkward feeling after their kiss, but he knew he shouldn't have let it happen he regretted it now, but what's done is done. She summoned a pair of red PJ bottoms, and a black t-shirt. She climbed into the large bed and was soon asleep.

Hermione woke up hours later; her ankle was in a lot of pain. She looked over at the clock and saw that it was three o'clock in the morning. She walked to the bathroom to get a wet cloth for her ankle. She soaked the towel in the water, and the coolness relieved some of her pain. She was about to go back to bed when she saw a small cabinet beside the sink. She looked in it and found a bunch of bottles and boxes.

She looked at some of the labels and realized they were medical supplies; she searched through the bottles eagerly and found what she was looking for. The bottle was for broken bones, but if she took a smaller dose, it should heal her ankle. She drank some of the blue liquid, which burnt her throat and waited. Within minutes her ankle started to feel better. She started to walk around and felt much better, except for the growling in her stomach.

She walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, and she snacked on some cookies. She passed the small study and continued back up the stairs. She was passing the lounge when she heard a noise. She tiptoed into the room and stayed in the shadows trying to make her way towards the source of the noise.

She crept behind one of the bookcases, but was grabbed by the waist and a wand was shoved in her face. She let out a small scream and struggled against the strong male arms holding her and pounded his bare chest with her fists, he didn't even wince, and she was useless without her wand. She heard a sigh of relief coming from her captor.

"Oh it's just you, Granger," Draco said and he released his hold. She backed up slightly and took in his disgruntled appearance. He was only wearing a pair of green track pants, he had dark rings around his eyes and he was shivering.

Hermione couldn't help but smile imagining what Lavender and Parvati would say if they saw their dream boy in this dishevelled look. He started talking again, which brought Hermione back to reality.

"What are you doing out of bed?" he asked her curiously.

"I was hungry. What about you?"

"I couldn't sleep on that unbearable couch. Come on, I'll walk you back to your room."

"No, it's okay, I'll stay here on the couch, you can have the bed," she said, he looked truly awful, and she didn't want to deal with a grumpy Draco.

"No, you have a sprained ankle. You're taking the bed.'

"My ankle's fine, I found a potion for it in the bathroom."

"What ever, I'll walk you back," he said. He then pulled her out of the lounge before she could respond, so all he got was a confused look. Once they had arrived back at the bedroom, Hermione quickly excused herself to use the washroom, while Draco sat on her bed to wait. Hermione returned to the bed and was so tired she did not notice the sleeping figure next to her.