Our Complicated Love.

The hospital wing..

Hermione rushed out of the portrait hole. She wanted to get to the hospital wing so she could see Malfoy. She needed to know if he was okay, and shehad a horrible headahce that was killing her.

She rushed up the stairs, taking two at a time until she was face to face with the hospital wing door. She hesistated for a second. Why was she so worried about Malfoy? What was she going to do when she got in there? Just walk up to him and say"  I know you hate me but suddenly I have the overwhelming urge to see if you are okay." No.  That was definatly NOT what she was going to do.

She would have to go in sometime. She couldn't just stand there forever.

She pushed open the door and was met with a horrible sight. Malfoy was lying on the cot and his face was torn in pain. He had a bandage rapped around his torso and it was soaking threw with blood. Hermione put a hand to her mouth in shock. It looked horrible! Madame Pomfrey was by his side, tending to the bandage. Snape was also standing there. 

" He's lost a lot of blood. He'll need a blood replenishing potion immediatly. " Madame Pomfrey looked at Snape. " Can you get me one from the cupboard Severus please?"  Snape nodded and went in search of the potion.

Hermione didn't now whether she should walk in or stay peering through a crack in the door. She decided to stay put until Snape was gone so he didn't think she was being Harry's spy or something. 

Hermione saw Snape grab the potion from the cupboard, but her attention was divertedby Madame Pomfrey talking.

" Mr. Malfoy you need to stay still so I can change this bandage! " She said sternly. 

Hermione looked at Malfoy and saw him arching his back in pain. His teeth were clenched and his eyes were squeezed shut. He listened to Madame Pomfrey and lay still on the cot, breathing rapidly.

Madame Pomfrey took his bandage off with a wave of her wand and quickly replaced it before more blood could be spilt.

" Drink this Mr.Malfoy." Snape said. " It is a blood replenishing potion for all the blood you lost."

Madame Pomfrey helped Malfoy to sit up by grabbing his arms. Malfoy hissed in obvious pain and Hermione didn't know whether she felt bad for him because he was a person or because he was the one who had sat at the lake with her and had had the solution to her frustration.

Malfoy slowly drank the potion, with a bitter face. Once he was finished Madame Pomfrey took the glass from him and set it on the table beside his cot. " The potion should start taking affect in a couple minutes but I want you to remain overnight. No arguing!" She said sternly. 

It was obvious Malfoy wasn't going to listen to the last part. " But I feel fine." He cringed when he moved his arm. " Honestly! Besides I have tons of homework! " Hermione could tel his was lying about the homework by the way his voice barely raised at the end.

" What did I tell you about arguing!" MAdame Pomfrey snapped. 

Snape walked up to Malfoy's bed. " I believe Madame Pomfrey is right, Mr.Malfoy. I shall come see your condition tomorrow in terms of whether you can attend class. Goodnight Mr. Malfoy." Snape tunrned and took the other exit fortunetly for Hermione. Malfoy glared at Snape the whole time, which was unusaul for him.

Hermione decided it was safe to enter now. She opened the door fully and walked in.

" Hello Madame Pomfrey " She smiled.

Madame Pomfrey glanced up from a clipboard she had in her hand." Oh hello, dear. What brings you hear today?" She asked.

" I have a bad headache and I was wondering if I might be able to get a pain reliever potion?" She questioned.

Madame Pomfrey sighed. " I don't know whether I have any left. The quidditch teams have been usuing them all up. I'll have to go down to the stock on the bottom floor. I'll bveen back in a few minutes, dear, just have a seat right over there." she pointed to a seat at the window. Hermione watched her leaving the room as she sat down. 

Now that she was gone Hermione didn't know what to do. She saw Malfoy laying on the cot with his eyes closed. Should she just wakup to him and ask how he wa-

" Hey Granger." Malfoy said. She looked up at him. " Watch this. " He moved his arm to the table beside him and he dringed in pain. 

" What? Whatch you cringe in pain?" She asked, frowning. 

" No" Malfoy sighed. He lay back down his cot and Hermione saw that he had his wand in his hand. " This." He said. He pointed his wand across the room and concentrated. A couple seconds later the pilow from the cot in front of him floated for a few moments before sitting back on the front of the bed. 

" See? " Malfoy asked. " I can do it now." 

Hermione stood up form her chair with a big smile plastered to her face. " Good job!" She said cheerily. " I knew you coud do it!" 

For a second, Malfoy almost smiled at her enthusiasm. He had never met anyone like her before. She was kind to everybody, including her enemies. She was so emersed in education she could even be happy when one of her enemies was able to achieve difficult magic. And honestly, no one had ever displayed so much happiness at something he had accomplished before.... 

He sighed and cringed in pain from just the effort of breathing. Hermione walked to his side and held on to the railing of his cot. " Are you okay? How are you feeling?" She asked.

" Never been better." He mumbeled. " No thanks to your potter..." 

Hermione frowned. 

" Why is it so cold in here?" Malfoy muttered. Hermione's frown deepend. " It's not cold in here at all. Actually, it's rather hot."

" No, I'm telling you it's actually cold in here."

" Maybe you have a fever?" Hermione suggested. 

Malfoy shrugged and then hissed in pain. 

" I'm just going to check for a fever okay? Because that could mean your having a bad reaction to the potion okay?" Hermione told him

" Your not the maitron, Granger." He said. 

" I know but just let me check." 

He made no move to stop her as she took one hand off the cot. She swept away the strands of platinum blond hair that was resting on his forhead in a gentle stroke, and lay her small hand on his head for a couple seconds. Malfoy closed his eyes at her touch. 

She took her hand away . " You have a slight fever. I'll have to tell Madame Pomfrey about it. " 

At that same moment Madame Pomfrey walked into the room.

" Her you go dear. " She handed a small bottle filled  with blue liquid to Hermione. 

" The instructions are on the back." Hermione nodded.

" Errr... Madame Pomfrey?" Hermione hesitantly asked.

The older witch turned around. " Yes?" 

" Uhm... Malfoy has a slight fever.. I was wonderin gif maybe thatis him taking a reaction to the potion or something to do with the spell?" 

Madame Pomfrey frowned. " He shouldn't be having a fever. I'll check on that. You might as well get back to your common room before curfew!" 

Hermione nodded and turned to leave.

" Bye Granger" Malfoy said.

Hermione turnd around. " Good bye Malfoy. Get better soon." 

And she turned and left the room as she headed to her common room.

A/N: Do you like it or no? I had a little bit of fun writing it! Please review!!