Chapter 12

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Draco's POV

I was about to enter the Head dormitory when a letter floated down in front of me. I picked it up to see that it read;

Mr. Malfoy,

Your presence is required at the hospital wing, Ms. Granger has some head duties she would like to discuss with you. Please return to the hospital wing post haste.

The one and only fabulous, Dumbledore

I read the letter out loud, laughing slightly as I tried to make out Dumbledore's name. I still can't believe that old coot is still alive and kicking. I turned to head back to the hospital wing wondering what Granger wanted to talk to me about.

Hermione's POV

I sat nervously in my hospital bed, what would I say to him? I hoped he hadn't been doing something important when he was told to come here. It was stupid of me to ask for him.

My stress was heightened as someone walked through the door.

"Ah, Ms. Granger. Nice to see you as always." Dumbledore said in his usual sweet old man voice.

"Ditto, what are you doing here?" I asked him curiously. Surely he would have better things to do than oversee a falling bookcase recovery.

"I have some things to discuss with you and Mr. Malfoy." He answered nonchalantly. I was about to ask what they were when Malfoy stepped in.

"Granger, Headmaster." He greeted us. To which me and Dumbledore nodded. "To what do I owe this meeting?" Malfoy asked casually.

"Well, Ms. Granger has something she would like to say to you, and after that I will be discussing some minor changes we have to make with both of you. Ms. Granger, you may start. I will be waiting in the other room when you are finished." Dumbledore said before swiftly gliding over to the next room.

"Ok, well erm- Ron told me that it was you that brought me up here after I got hit with the bookcase. I just wanted to thank you for that." I said avoiding his eye contact.

"Oh, uh you're welcome." Malfoy said, he looked a little stunned. I guess that made sense, it's not every day your childhood enemy thanks you for bringing them to the hospital.

"Can I ask you something?" Malfoy said curiously.

"Ask away," I nodded.

"Ok um this is going to sound odd but, did you get back together with Weasel?" He was right, that did sound odd.

"Not to the best of my recollection, why?"

"Well when I was leaving after dropping you off here, I ran into him and he said that you two had hit a rough patch but were still together." I started, baffled at his comment. Why would Ron do something like that? More importantly, why would Malfoy care?

"I can assure you that me and Ron are not nor will we ever be together." I told him laughing slightly for whatever reason.

"Oh-ok well now that we got that out of the way, should we call Dumbledore back here?"

"Sure I guess,"

Dumbledore's POV

I walked out of the room with all the swaginess of a hot teenage boy. Once I reached the next room I put an extendable ear under the door so that I could listen to Draco and Hermione's convo. God I love those Weasley twins for their inventions.

"Ok well erm- Ron told me that you brought me up here, so I just wanted to thank you for that." I heard Hermione say. To which Draco muttered a surprised response. Oooo it's getting interesting! I thought to my glorious self.

The next thing I heard Draco was asking Hermione about her and Ron's relationship. Yes yes yes!!! Hermione had said she was no longer nor ever will be with Ron again. Haha take that mofo. Once I am done with these two they won't be able to come within 30 ft of each other without making out. I snickered to myself. I then proceed to start playing I've got the power and dancing to it like a pro.

Draco's POV

We sat in silence for a moment. I could have sworn I heard some old man laughing maniacally while listening to I've Got The Power. Then I remembered that none other than Dumbledore was in the other room. Ugh what had that old fool gotten himself into now?

"Well I'll go get Dumbledore," Hermione said practically leaping up.

Hermione's POV

I walked uncomfortably to the door, when I opened it I saw a sight that was probably the most hilarious scene I had ever had the fortune of seeing. Dumbledore was wearing a tight leather jacket and leather pants with his hair in a man bun listening to Fancy by Iggy Azalea. I inadvertently started laughing in hysterics. Dumbledore immediately stopped looking extremely embarrassed.

"Ms. Granger, are you ready for my news?" He obviously did not want to talk about whatever the hell he was doing.

"Uh-yeah," I said, trying to stop my laughter after noticing him glaring at me. We started walking into the room where Draco was waiting. He gave me a confused look, he must have noticed my forced cam face after seeing Dumbledore like that.

"I am assuming you are wondering what I could possibly have to talk to you both about," Dumbledore began. "Because of Ms. Granger's injuries she will need 24 hour care for the next few days. Unfortunately our staff cannot handle that along with all of the other injuries we have on a daily basis. So I am putting her under your care Mr. Malfoy. You will take care of her for the next week, meaning you will walk her to all her classes to make sure she is okay, you will also have to sleep in the same room together."

"What?!" I heard Malfoy screech. I almost did as well but decided not to.

"You mean I have to take care of her all day long every day for the next week including sleeping with her and walking her to classes? Have you lost your mind?!" Malfoy had a look of pure panic on his face.

"I would suggest keeping your voice down Mr. Malfoy. And to answer your question, yes you will be doing all of those things. You see, because you are both heads only you two have access to the head dorm so it only makes sense for you to be the one to take care of Ms. Granger. " I thought I saw a smirk flash across Dumbledore's face.

"Now if you would excuse me I have work to do. Ms. Granger it was a pleasure as always, Mr. Malfoy, have a nice day." Dumbledore said before quickly stepping out, leaving the two teens sitting there in shock and discomfort.

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