James was sat on the end of Hermione's bed in the infirmary. "So what's he like then? My son I mean - god that's weird to say!" He smiled excitedly. "Well, for starters he's brave and he's smart - though sometimes he does some really stupid things..." Hermione answered, smiling happily. James laughed, hearing a perfect description of himself. "He's loyal, to the extent where he gets himself into deathly situations to save us. He's very handsome, and he's got the most amazing eyes in the world. Impossibly green..." Hermione carried on, now off in her own world. "So how long have the two of you been together?" James asked, pleased for his son and Hermione. "Oh well... we haven't established anything yet. We have kissed... Before the battle but... We're not... technically together." she admitted quietly. "Oh right... well I think it counts for something so. Ah, I've got to go to lessons now, but I'll be back later Hermione." Hermione smiled sadly. She was alone again. "Bring him in, bring him in!" Madam Pomfrey hurried as she pointed at a bed. Hermione sat up tall, trying to see who the new patient was and hoping it was a marauder. "Is that Malfoy?" She asked as the boy was put on the bed, he looked every bit like Draco.
"What happened?" Madam Pomfrey asked as she waved her wand around at the student. "I don't know miss, he was clutching his ribs... He just... Collapsed." A fellow Slytherin answered, sounding genuinely worried for Malfoy-Lucius. "I could tell something was up though. He said he was meeting with his father late at night, and when he came back... Well, from what I hear, they didn't have a very polite conversation. Lucius said that they disagreed on one or two things and-but then he just, well, collapsed." The Slytherin babbled. "You did the right thing - bringing him here, but I'm afraid visiting time is over, so I'm going to need you to leave. I'll make sure that your friend's okay. Off you go now." Madam Pomfrey shooed the boy away. Hermione just stared at the young Lucius, curious as to what exactly happened between his father and himself. She feared the worst.
"Hermione, oh good you're awake, I didn't want to disturb you..." Lily Evans admitted as she sat on the end of her bed, "It's okay, I should be allowed to leave soon. Once I'm healed etc. So what do you want? Not that I don't want you here it's just... I didn't think that you liked me, If I'm honest." Hermione answered, still curious about Malfoy senior. "It's not that I don't like you... I just don't know you that well. Which is why I am here, I mean if you ARE from the future - and I'm not saying that you're not, I'm just- well yeh, then you're probably going to be around for a while and you've made quite an impression on the boys. James especially, so I thought, may as well get to know her-you better and here I am." Lily said, rather enthusiastically. "So this is about James?" Hermione asked, and Lily spluttered before answering "but how did you- how-what? Is it really that obvious?" Hermione smiled, "Only if you've been in a similar sort of situation. So what's up with the two of you anyway?" Hermione asked curiously, looking at the other bed for a final time.
"What if I admit that I like him? I mean, he's liked me for so long, what if, when I finally admit that I like him back, he no longer likes me? I don't want to risk it, but at the same time I do because, well because I like him. I have for a while, but I can't talk to any of my other friends and then you come a long, and I think, maybe I can have a friend. But you've been hanging around with James a lot, and I guess I'm kind of jealous. But then there is this Harry kid and-who is he anyway?" Lily ranted, lumbering her problems onto the new girl, and seeking advice. "Well he's... Kind of. Some might say, some as in other people and not me, that he is the love of my life. Also he is James' son..." Hermione answered, unsure of whether or not to admit that Harry is also Lily's kid. "Oh thank Merlin! It's just you're really beautiful and I thought, I thought James-has a son? Oh Merly Merlin No! It's hopeless." Lily complained dramatically and lay back. Unfortunately for Lily, she had forgotten that there were no side barriers on the bed and straight onto the floor. Hermione could not suppress a giggle. Or more, a lungful of laughter, a couple of snorts and the inability to breath for a full minute after.
"OH MY! You Just! You just fell off the- off the bed. That was so snort hahaha, and your skirt! I can't-I can't breath- that was so funny. I can't wait to-to tell the boys!" Hermione cried of laughter as Lily tried to manouver her self up back onto the bed... with no avail. "Instead of laughing at my misfortune, do you mind helping me up?!" Lily asked, furiously embarrassed. Hermione held out her hand, attempting to pull the girl up, but Lily was too heavy, and Hermione was laughing to much and ended up landing on top of the current head girl, knocking her legs off the bed. "Hahaha snort that was so-so much fu-we have to OWOWOW!" Hermione stopped suddenly, and clutched her wrist hard. "Stop it! Ahhh stop it!" She screamed uncontrollably as she started convulsing violently. Lily was suddenly scared for her new fell-off-the-bed-together friend. "You have to see him! He's a Malfoy, the only thing better than a Malfoy is a black, and we are blacks!" Lily heard from outside the door. "But It's not him I'm in love with! It's Severus..." Another voice argued back, "Snape is a half blood! You are a Black! Stop being so foolish Cissy! Cissy? Come back here! Cissy, what would father sa..." The voice trailed off and Hermione stopped shaking, choosing to pass out instead. "What happened here and why is my patient on the floor?!" Madam Pomfrey demanded as she saw the two together collapsed in a heap. "Ah, see, about that..." Lily started and MIND BLANK!
"Hermione are you okay? Lily told me what happened..." James asked concerned. Hermione just smiled wide, "Did she tell you she fell off the bed?" Hermione asked, barely suppressing her laughter, but couldn't hold it in seeing James shake his head confused and Lily flush red. "It wasn't even that funny!" Lily protested, but this did nothing to stifle Hermione's laughter. "Her skirt! Her skirt went right-right-right over-her-head! It was so funny!" Hermione laughed, falling back against her pillows as her body shook with humour. "It was right after she got all serious about liking you and shit" Hermione stop laughing immediately and instead blushed. Uh Oh. She thought to herself as she watched the two head students look around the room nervously. "Is it true? Do you like me? Like, more than just friends? Because I really REALLY like you Lily." James asked finally, emphasizing the second really. Lily nodded slowly. "Well, um, would you like to... maybe, you don't have to you know, if you don't want to, uh, go on a date with me?" He asked again as he turned away slightly, closing his eyes and preparing to face rejection once again. "That sounds great." Lily answered smiling and wearing the faintest of blushes. "Really?!" James as shocked and ran out of the room cheering. "I can't! Thank you! You will NOT regret this!" James promised as he ran back in the infirmary and kissed her lightly on the cheek.
"Hermione?! What was that?!" Lily demanded as James left, and blushed as his lips touched her face. "Well, it ended well did it not?" Hermione asked cockily "No but that is BEYOND the point and you know it!" Lily giggled. "Well just be thankful that he didn't run out of the room... Well he kind of did, but in a good way, so it's all okay" Hermione chuckled lightly.
"Neville!" Harry shouted as he ran up his fellow Gryffindor. "Well done Harry! You did it! You killed Voldemort!" Neville praised and Harry shook his head. "You did just as much as I did tonight, but I need you to do something for me. Something VERY important. You must tell no one!" Harry said seriously, Neville nodded, "I need you to cast a spell on me, I don't know what it does, whether or not it will kill me or whatever! I just need you to do it, can you do it?" He pleaded and Neville looked back at him confused, "What about Ron? Why can't he-" "No! He can't know about this! I cast this spell on Hermione and if she's in danger... I need your help PLEASE" Harry begged, feeling tears well up his eyes. "Okay. What's the spell?" Neville agreed. Anything for love!
