Memo: Hey, Sorry for the delay. I usually only update at school so if I don't update I usually have a hectic week. Such as my English Monologue which I had a mental blank during the performance.My mark was stillalright 18/20... And then myMaths exam, IST exam Which I passed erm... I think thats most of it. I have an on-goingIST assignment so sorry If I get carried away and forget to update. IST, English&Geography are my main subjects NOW that I'm done with my rant go ahead and read.
Hermione walked into the Head Boy/Girl Common Room, laughing, her eyes twinkling.
"You look better, Granger," Malfoy said coolly. He lay on the couch with a book propped on his knees. As usual, he was shirtless. Hermione froze when she saw him, the laughter slowly draining.
"You're still here?" she asked. He sneered at her.
"Don't sound so happy!" he snapped, angry at the tone of voice she used. She had no right to disrespect him after what he did for her. She shook her head.
"It's not how it sounds," she said quietly and opened her mouth to explain, but three bodies burst into the room. Malfoy was of course incredibly angry at the sight of Potty, Weasel, and the Weaselette, Granger had just been trying to warn him that these three were on their way into the Common Room. He had to give her a bit of credit for doing so.
"Nice place you got here... oh." Harry said when his eyes found Draco lying half naked on the couch. Draco raised his eyebrows and sneered.
"I was just leaving," he hissed and stood, walking towards his bedroom door. Ron was stand awkwardly as red slowly filled his face, Ginny, however, was giving Malfoy an appreciative look. Only slight revulsion was in her eyes, the rest of the look was admiring Draco.
"Nice view," Ginny giggled and Hermione saw a small smile appear on Malfoy's face as he disappeared into the room. Hermione blushed darkly. A strange feeling began worming around in her stomach? Jealousy? No, of course not, never!
"Get dressed!" Hermione hissed and motioned at their clothes. The boys had come up to the room still dressed in boxers.
"Relax, Hermione. Its just Malfoy! Remember how little he was wearing?" Ginny asked.
Hermione blushed.
"That's different. He's always like that..."
"You're telling me the ferret walks around half naked?" Ron asked through clenched teeth and pointed at the closed door.
Hermione brushed it off.
"This is different! He lives here! I don't exactly want it going around that I had too nearly naked boys in my room on the third day of school!" Hermione hissed. Ron and Harry rolled their eyes and began to get dressed, but Malfoy reappeared before they could even turn their robes right side out. He was fully dressed and a proper and perfect expression was playing across his pale face.
He shoved by the boys, but paused as he passed Ron. He looked down and then back up again, almost as if he were checking the boy out though no looks of interest or care were in his eyes.
"Nice boxers," Draco said simply and left. Hermione sighed a breath of relief. Having Malfoy out of the room was like lifting a dead weight off her shoulders. Hermione waved her arms around.
"Well, ahem, this is my Common Room. Go anywhere you like, just not HIS room," Hermione made her point clear.
"Even your underwear drawer?" Ron asked with a wink. Hermione couldn't help but laugh.
"See, I told you. Pigs."
"Slobbering Cows," Hermione agreed and laughed. Ron and Harry joined in the laughter. The two boys quickly made themselves comfortable on the couch. Hermione looked at Ginny and the two had a silent moment where they knew exactly what they other were thinking.
'Boys'"Hermione, where's your bathroom?" Ginny asked quickly after the moment was over.
"What, you going to throw up after seeing Malfoy half naked? Cause I know that's what I want to do," Harry commented from his seat. He and Ron then began to pluck candy from a bowl on the table and toss them in the air, trying to catch them in their mouths.
Ginny gave them an appreciative laugh at the comment, Hermione smiled and the moment went between them again.
"It's the second door to your right," Hermione said, pointing. Ginny looked and nodded, leaving Hermione alone with the boys.
Hermione walked over to them and sat in between them, because that was where there was the most room. They were quiet for a moment, staring at Hermione. She laughed when she realized she was sitting in between two VERY handsome and almost naked boys.
"This is awkward, don't you think?" Hermione asked. Harry and Ron had that fiendish look in their eye again. Hermione didn't trust that look at all. "Umm... guys?" she asked. They were inching closer to her. "Guys..." she said more sternly this time.
"Hermione sandwich!" They cried at the same time. Ron leapt on top of her just as she had turned her back to him, trying to escape. Harry pulled her forward. She was squashed under Ron's weight as his body pushed against her back whilst she was pressed down on Harry. She pulled up a little, so close that she could smell the sweet scent of his breath that was definitely the only thing sweet about them.
"You smell horrible!" Hermione gagged. She buried her face in the curve of Harry's neck as she tried to block out the stench. He was breathing into her ear, trying to hold back laughter.
"That tickles!" he finally laughed. Ron sat up, straddling Hermione's waist.
"Ha! I am the king!" he shouted and raised his arms in triumph.
"Ugh! Ron, put your arms down!" Hermione laughed. Ron blushed and immediately put his arms down and then burst into laughter. "Don't you know what hygiene is?" Hermione exclaimed and then the boys began to tickle her and she was wriggling and laughing, begging them to stop though the smile couldn't be wiped from her face.
(Ginny)
She walked into the bathroom and checked her makeup. Minimum smudging from crying, she noticed. She still used a tissue and dabbed at it a bit. She smiled in the mirror. Didn't look too bad.
Poor Hermione. She had to live with that prat Malfoy. At least he wasn't exactly the ugliest boy in all of school, Ginny smiled to herself.
She smoothed down her hair a bit. Her eyes flickered to something at the corner. Five orange bottles half-filled with pills stood there. They were almost haunting. Ginny could just barely make out the name on the white prescription paper.
Granger, Hermione
Ginny shivered. Since when did Hermione take medication? She reached for the bottle but recoiled. It was none of her business whether Hermione took medication or not. It was probably just allergies or something.
Still, seeing the bottles, she couldn't help but look at what they were.
She held the first one in her hand and rotated it slowly, listening to the pills rattle around. The sound was eerie, almost a sound you expected a ghoul to make. Ginny looked closely. It was a name she couldn't even pronounce. Then again, she had heard it before. It was familiar to her. For what?
She pondered this and rolled the bottle around in her hands. She remembered it being advertised on television. She licked her dry lips.
It came to her all of a sudden.
This was a type of pill that helped you manage your weight. Ginny remembered how much weight Hermione had lost. She nodded. That did make sense for her to take. That still didn't explain the four other bottles.
She picked up the next bottle and read the name. She recognized it immediately. It was used to calm hysterics. It mellowed people out. Why would Hermione need something like that?
She set the bottle down carefully and picked up the next one, a chill going up her spine as the pills shook and clacked into each other.
She also recognized this one immediately. It was an anti-depressant, and a strong one at that. Didn't this and the other medication just cancel each other out? No, she figured, because certain forms of hysteria are signs of depression. Ginny supposed it made some sort of sense.
There were still two more bottles.
The next name she didn't even recognize. It was completely strange to her. What it was for, it's origins, and all of it was a mystery. She set it back down and then reached for the last one. Would this one explain Hermione's illness? She didn't know, but she supposed she had to try to figure it out.
She picked it carefully and was hesitant to read the label. She took a shaky breath and focused her eyes. She was disappointed when she didn't recognize this name either. It sounded heavy duty though.
She set the bottles down and feigned a smile. She walked quickly from the bathroom and saw Hermione trying to get out of a pinned position between Ron and Harry. She just seemed so happy. So at ease... was that because of the medication or because she really was happy?
"I can't leave you boys alone for one minute!" Ginny laughed.
"Ginny! Help! They SMELL!" Hermione laughed from between them. Ron jumped up and lifted Hermione up, placing her over his shoulder as if she weighed barely anything. Then again, but the look of her, that did seem about right.
Harry stood and began to creep towards Ginny, smiling.
"Harry... no.. No Harry... bad Harry... sit!" Ginny tried but Harry bent over and scooped her up. She was over his shoulder. The boys stood back to back so Hermione and Ginny could see each other.
"Resistance is futile," Hermione laughed and Ginny silently agreed. Hermione furrowed her eyebrows. "Ginny, are you alright?" she asked quietly. Ginny nodded, not trusting her own voice.
"I'm hungry," Ron grumbled. 'God, for such a nice Common Room you have no food, Hermione!" Ron laughed. He set her down gently and she looked at him with a smile. "Harry and I are going to go get some food. Want to come?"
"I'm up for it!" Ginny said as Harry set her down lightly.
"I guess I am too cause Ron said I was before I said I was," Harry said with a shrug. "Hermione, you coming?"
"No, I'm sort of tired. Ill see you all later, alright?" she said. They nodded and quickly pulled on their robes just as Hermione caught them off guard and covered them with cologne. "I don't think Draco will mind," she laughed and waved the cologne bottle in the air.
"Eww! Now I smell like that stupid git" Ron exclaimed as they smiled and waved, leaving Hermione alone as they stepped out of the portrait.
Ginny slapped Ron's arm.
"Ouch! What was that for?" Ron snapped and rubbed his arm. Ginny glared at him.
"You exhausted her!" Ginny snapped and began to stalk away.
"Is that a bad thing?" Ron asked.
"Yea Ginny, what's up?" Harry asked as they followed her. She spun around on her heal and glared at them angrily.
"I was right, men are complete idiots. Hermione is incredibly sick! You probably just made her worse!" Ginny hissed. Concern filled their faces. It had never crossed their mind that she was actually ill after the train ride.
"What do you mean by incredibly sick?" Ron asked, his voice cracking. Ginny covered her eyes for a moment, afraid that her emotions and self-control would betray her.
"Hermione is on at least five different prescriptive medication, guys. She's losing weight fast and she barley even looks strong enough to stand!" her voice was watery with tears. Harry ran a hand through his hair and mumbled to himself as Ron shook his head in denial.
"How... how bad is it?" he asked.
"Bad enough so she doesn't want her best friends to know," Ginny said curtly before spinning on her heal and leaving the boys guilt-ridden in the corridor.