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His head hurt.
Sitting up in his bed, Draco groaned, clutching his temples.
"Serves you right, doesn't it?"
Draco moved his head too fast and groaned again. "Blaise? What are you doing here?" he asked out loud.
"I can't understand you, mate. Write your purple letters if you can." Blaise was lounging in Draco's desk chair.
Draco's shoulders slumped in annoyance and he looked around for his wand. Grabbing it off his bedside table he wrote furiously in the air. HOW CAN YOU MANAGE TO LOOK COMFORTABLE EVERYWHERE YOU SIT?
Blaise smiled, clearly relieved that Draco wasn't yelling at him. "It's a gift and a curse, mate."
Draco didn't bother to smile; he knew it would hurt too much. WHAT HAPPENED?
"You know," Blaise said, smirking. "You're asking that question an awful lot lately. It's starting to get on my nerves." The boy ducked as Draco threw a book at him. "Okay, okay, relax. After you freaked out about saving Weasley's life, Theo stunned you."
Draco blinked.
His door opened and Theo walked in. "Merlin, Blaise, you have a talent for storytelling, has anyone ever told you that?"
He looked thoughtful. "Come to think of it, no."
YOU'RE A WANKER.
Blaise brightened. "Now that I have heard before."
Theo sighed and turned toward Draco after gently closing the door.
I SAVED HER LIFE? Draco wrote in shaky lettering.
Theo sighed again and nodded. "Madame Pomfrey claims that it's the combination of her trying to shock her heart and you letting her hit the headboard that got her going again."
Draco's wand arm dropped to his side in disbelief. "I know, right?" Blaise said. Draco shot him a look.
WHAT WERE YOU TOO DOING IN THE HOSPITAL WING?
"Visiting you, stupid," Theo said. "What do you think we're friends for?"
"Yeah," Blaise added. "We actually like you."
Draco managed a short chuckle without much amusement. AND WEASLEY? Merlin, I almost wrote Ginny.
Draco saw the look Blaise and Theo shot each other and he paled. "She's fine," Theo said, relaxing his body onto the door. "No lasting effects, and besides the weakness now, she's going to be fine."
THEN WHAT WAS THAT LOOK FOR?
Blaise had an odd expression on his face. "Do you have something you want to tell us, mate?" he asked after a pause.
NO. Draco was confused. WHY?
"No reason," Theo said harshly, looking daggers at Blaise. Silence descended upon the three as Draco surveyed his friends who looked extremely uncomfortable. Theo finally broke the quiet.
"How does your head feel? Madame Pomfrey said I didn't need to make my stunning spell quite so strong…"
YOU STUNNED ME? Draco raised his eyebrows. THANKS FOR THE HEADACHE.
"Well you were going all crazy like," Blaise said, looking like he was trying to keep a laugh in. "Screaming and yelling like it was your job. Why were you acting like that anyway?" Blaise looked curious and Draco could see Theo stiffen in interest out of the corner of his eye.
Draco looked away. "I thought she was dead." He said quietly, knowing that they couldn't understand him.
"What?" Blaise asked.
Draco kept looking at the wrinkles in his sheets until Theo sighed. "Fine, don't tell us, but next time I won't hesitate to stun you. I'll do it before you elbow Blaise in the stomach."
Draco looked up into Blaise's smile. "Thanks for that by the way, I'll have a nice bruise."
I'M NOT SORRY. YOU'LL PLAY IT UP FOR SOME GIRL OR SOMETHING. Draco wrote with a grin. I BASICALLY HELPED YOU.
Blaise looked misty-eyed. "True…" he trailed off with a smirk.
Draco hesitated to write the next thing. CAN I, he paused in his action, feeling nervous. Oh this is stupid, he told himself. CAN I SEE HER? YOU KNOW TO MAKE SURE SHE'S ALRIGHT AND WHAT?
Blaise and Theo had given each other a look again. Draco narrowed his eyes; it was almost a knowing look.
"Yes," Blaise said finally. "You can see her." He got up slowly and crossed over to the door where Theo was standing, his hand on the knob.
"We'll see you later, Draco," Theo said, slowly as if he was waiting for something.
WHAT IS WITH YOU TWO TODAY?
Theo shrugged. "Nothing. Remember don't let anyone see you." And with that, Draco's friends left him.
Staring down at his hands in his lap, Draco waited until he could hear the distant closing of the Hospital wing door before he moved. No need to give them reason to tease me, Draco thought, getting out of bed. Although, he frowned. They have been quiet on the whole Ginny tutoring me thing.
Peeking out to his right from his doorway, Draco saw that the hangings on the other Hospital wing occupants were still shut and charmed for privacy but his brain stopped thinking as soon as he stepped out of his room and saw her on the hospital bed.
Ginny's hair was in a low side ponytail with a braid across her hairline. Clearly Madame Pomfrey had been bored and wanted it out of the way. Draco hesitated. She looked so damn fragile and different from the girl who had been by his side helping him with Charms that past Thursday.
Then Draco realized the difference; there was no blush in her cheeks. The usual golden-pink flush of life seemed to have vacated from her face and it brought anger to a boil in his blood.
He was standing there, looking like an idiot with his own blush to his cheeks and his fists balled at his sides when Madame Pomfrey came out of the office.
"Oh, Mr. Malfoy, you're awake. How's your head?" She bustled past him, clearly not worried too much and stopped at Ginny's side. Draco watched as the healer tipped Ginny's head forward so the girl could sip at a potion. Most of it dribbled down her chin.
Draco waited until the healer looked around before writing in the air. IS SHE GOING TO BE OKAY? He stared at Madame Pomfrey who was looking at him like he had three heads. WHAT?
"Why are you using your wand?" the witch asked him slowly.
Draco frowned. Was this really the time? BECAUSE I CAN'T TALK AS FAST AS I WRITE. Draco was getting tired of writing this well-worn excuse out for everyone. Multiple times in Madame Pomfrey's case.
She continued to stare at him. "Right, I forgot, silly me," she said after a long while. Turning her attention back to Ginny the witch added; "Yes, she'll be fine, although most likely a bit groggy for the next week. She should be coming around in a few minutes as a result of the potion I just gave her. Will you stick around to see her?"
Draco shot the woman a look. WHERE ELSE WOULD I GO?
"Right," Madame Pomfrey answered, confused. "I'll leave you two then. Please call if you need anything." The witch went back to her quarters but not until she had given Draco one last look of bewilderment.
Draco gave the door that closed on the woman an odd look before he whipped his head around to the sound of Ginny stirring.
Ginny blinked open her eyes to a fuzzy vision of purple letters.
YOU'RE SO STUPID! They spelled out.
Frowning, Ginny thought it was odd. She didn't feel stupid, just really tired. She blinked again and this time she saw a blonde bob pacing back and forth in front of her. Smiling she reached out to touch it.
"The light has escaped," Ginny mumbled, her fingers stretching out to touch the moving blob. "Someone needs to put it back."
The blob stopped moving. The purple letters changed and Ginny was distracted from her previous task of putting back the light.
I AM NOT A LIGHT.
Well of course it would never admit it, Ginny thought reasonably. Then she blinked again bringing her world back into correct focus.
Draco Malfoy was standing at the foot of her bed looking livid. HOW COULD YOU BE SO STUPID? He wrote in the air. I MEAN HONESTLY, LETTING SOMEONE GET THE BETTER OF YOU WITH A CURSE? I THOUGHT YOU WERE A COMPETENT WITCH; AFTER ALL YOU ARE TUTORING ME.
Ginny just frowned, her mind confused. "What are you talking-" Nora. The duel in Defense. Carrow. Nora. "About." Ginny finished, her eyes widening and her skin paling.
Draco strode forward. WHAT? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? ARE YOU ALRIGHT? YOU LOOK PALE.
Ginny looked up at him. "I'm always pale."
He managed a grin. PALER. DO YOU REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED?
The red-head was quiet for a moment then she nodded. "Yes." She looked away from Draco, her eyes un-focusing somewhere around her feet. She remembered and trembled with the thought.
But she remembered something else. "You're voice," Ginny said suddenly looking up into his grey eyes. Her heart flopped and she looked quickly away. His dumb eyes always made her heart do that. It must be the color, Ginny made an excuse to herself. "I remember your voice."
It was Draco's turn to pale. I CAN'T TALK, YOU KNOW THAT.
"Yes you can, sort of."
WELL, NOT WELL.
Ginny tapped a finger on her bottom lip, thinking. "No, but I remember you yelling, and you weren't stuttering either." She looked up at him expectantly. "That's really good, isn't it? I mean, no stuttering at all. Maybe you could start going to classes and come back to school!"
She paused, taken back by the look that had crossed over his face. "What is it?" He had looked…happy…for a moment, like he was admiring her, but it was quickly hidden when she had mentioned school.
YOU SHOULD BE MORE TIRED.
"I am, I feel exhausted like I'm drained or something, but still the prospect of you speaking again is very exciting. I mean, don't you think?" The slight sneer on his face made Ginny feel stupid and embarrassed.
Draco turned away from her and slowly walked back to his room, trailing purple letters behind him. I'M GLAD YOU'RE FEELING BETTER. His door slammed shut.
"Fine," Ginny said to the door quietly. She lay back down, already tired. Someone should really owl my parents, she thought, beginning to drift off. She thought back to the look Draco had given her when she had first started talking.
Admiring me, Ginny scoffed. Like he would do something like that. I'm clearly very tired.
As she settled down farther into her pillows she felt herself smile. It would be nice though…to be admired…
Yea...it would...especially by Draco. *spaz*