The title was Muggle Diseases? Or not?
Wondering what it could mean, I turned to the table of contents. There, in alphabetical order, was a listing of various muggle illnesses.
I slowly ran my finger down the page.
Hemophilia, Herpes Simplex Encaphalitis, Hiccups!
Swiftly turning to the page it was on, I thought I heard someone breathing on the other side of the bookshelf.
Freezing in place, I hiccuped again.
So much for a low profile.
I was never much of a spy, anyways.
Casually removing a random book from the shelf, I was shocked to see a gray eye watching me through the gap.
"Malfoy?" I asked, and he hastily inserted a book on his side of the gap.
Walking to the other side, I saw him grabbing a book off the shelf.
He didn't see me.
He opened the book on a table, reading the book.
What a fake. It was a bit obvious.
"What are you doing, Malfoy?" I asked angrily.
Draco raised an eyebrow. "I would think it would be obvious that I am reading a book, Granger."
I glared at him. "I saw you."
"Really?"
What was with this annoying calm and collected attitude?
I would rather he was angry.
"Don't stare at me!"
"And how would you know that, unless you were looking at me yourself?"
Stupid nice tone of voice.
"Because I can feel you boring holes in the back of my head! What is this? Chinese Staring Torture?"I yelled.
Draco tried to be calm, but failed.
"I was only trying to help you! Get off my case!"
"Don't stare at me!"
"Fine, I'll continue with my reading," his eyes were on the book now.
I hiccuped as I walked back to her table.
"Granger," he hissed.
"What?" I asked tiredly.
"Would you stop hiccuping? You're starting to scare me!"
I hiccuped again, and laughed.
At least his reactions might cheer me up.
I could just picture his bewildered and angered expression, his storming eyes...
"My apologies, Malfoy."
I could almost see him clenching his teeth, holding back some insulting comment.
Geeting back to her book, I read:
So you think you have hiccups? Wrong! Witches and wizards can't get muggle diseases, so you'd better prepare for something big. Contractable diseases: Singultitus.
What was that? I wondered. All there was was some brief paragraph!
At least I knew what I had now, or likely had.
Now, to find out what it was, and how to get rid of it!
Hiccup.