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The woman continued to caress his face in a gentle manner, her touch made him weaker and weaker, yet he wished she'd never stop. To him, this was pure bliss, a warm place to sleep to stay, to wish the world away.

He could hear, along with her sweet humming, the scratching of a quill upon parchment, followed by the small splashes of ink. The sound was soothing, his head still throbbed gently and his stomach still fluttered but only lightly, he was relaxed, calmed, and drowsy. He wanted to sob, but he wanted to scream with laughter at the very same time.

"How is he?" a business type voice cut in to his peaceful time.
"Better, i think" The soft womans voice answered.
"Hhmmm; he looks it, sit him up for me." The other woman ordered.

Draco found himself being softly pulled upwards. His head cradled in the brown haired lady's arms, he moaned at the movement of his body and instantly she began to sooth him again. A blissful smile slipped on to his face and he felt a slight poke of a cup being pressed to his lips.

"Drink this Draco" The lady told him kindly and he did so, the hot mixture sluicing down his throat. He spluttered and the girl rubbed his back gently, her hand firm yet soft at the same time. She brushed his hair away from his eyes and laid him back down again.

He fell asleep almost instantly, however, before he sank back into the black darkness his vision cleared up. He saw, that the woman with the kindly voice had beautiful brown eyes.

Waking once more with a jerk, his vision and hearing were blurry, but he recognised that awful scathing voice.

"Urgh!" it exclaimed, "I don't even want to hear it! No, you know what, i want her banned from seeing my fioncee to be ok? I just can't even begin to describe how foul that is." The sickly voice complained. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Where was the woman with the soft voice?

His vision cleared up a little bit more and he could now make out the girl with the foul complaining voice. She had a brown haired bob. She was also scowling and crossing her arms in a furious manner.

"Pansy?" Draco rasped, hoping desperately that the answer was 'no, sorry, wrong nasty girl' unfortunately, to his distaste the answer was...

"OH! Draco!" She gasped and fled to his side, kissing him all over and wrapping her arms around him, smothering him.

"Urgh" He groaned, and attempted to push her off, he soon found himself assisted by a stern looking woman.

A frown decorated that womans face and she opened her mouth to speak. "Miss Parkinson!" she snapped, "Control yourself at once!" She grabbed hold of her and pulled her off, forcibly binding her to a chair with a simple flick of her wand. Draco smirked as Pansy scowled.

"How long have you been here?" He asked her, looking her over. She really could do with some kind of help.

"About an hour, oh Draco, i was so worried!" She simpered and Draco looked faintly disgusted.

"I bet you were." He said not looking impressed at all. His pale grey eyes caught sight of movement further in the distance. They flickered up to see the person who was heading towards him and to his surprise he smiled slightly.

"Malfoy, you missed the prefects meeting, but i suppose you have a good reason!" That soft voice that he so longed for was coming from Hermione Granger.

"Here is everything we talked about." She said handing him several rolls of parchment. "No pressure, but you need to read through that by next week, i'll see you later." She gave him a friendly smile and left again, Pansy fuming against her restraints.

He looked at the first roll of parchment and smiled, she had written...

Hi Malfoy, I came to see you earlier once i heard what had happened to you, and i can tell you that i'm sorry it happened. You did miss a lot and i hope you get better soon. We need all the senior prefects as much as possible.

Hermione Granger.

Why where they being so civil to each other? It was such a mystery.

"What did she say?" Pansy demanded, a glare upon her face.
"Now now Pansy, Prefects business." He teased her, turning away from ehr slightly.

"Visiting hours are over. You may go now Miss Parkinson." Madam Pomfrey said, releasing her and levitating her out the ward. Draco laughed at her, and got back to his reading.

Wait. Fioncee to be? Him and Hermione civil? Oh no...

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