Try, Try Again..... (Dramione)

Granger, why are you playing Nurse?

                Hermione had finally giving up hope of Malfoy waking up today, around Midnight. About One o'clock in the morning she had drifted into a restless sleep, in the very uncomfortable visitor chair by his bed side.  Around two she heard snickering. Wait.... Snickering, She thought, as she open one big brown eye. Yep, Malfoy is up... Great. She opened both of her eyes, and sat up. "Good morning, Granger." Draco  said with a smirk. "Shut up, Malfoy." Hermione muttered sleepily. "That wasn't nice... I thought you were teaching me to be nice..." Draco said, with laughter in his deep grey eyes. "I'm sorry, let me try again.... Please, Shut up, Malfoy." Hermione said as she yawned. "What are you doing here anyway, Granger? I thought you would be over there squeezing the life out of the Weasel's hand." Draco asked, as if he was genially confused. "Ron isn't here... He woke up twenty minutes after I stupefied him. What time did you get up?" Hermione mumbled. "About five seconds after you fell asleep... Did you know you talk in your sleep? And you didn't answer my question... Why are you with me? And not in bed?" Draco said sitting up. "Madam Pomfrey told Harry to take Ron to the Feast. I was told to stay here with you." Hermione said. "What I heard out of that was... Blah, blah, blah... Granger's playing nurse." Draco laughed. "Basically... I was told to see if you needed anything. So.... Do you need anything?" Hermione asked. "Um...... How about we sneak down to the kitchen? We both missed the Feast." Draco suggested. "I don't know... I'm supposed to get you anything you want, but I don't think you need to be out of that bed. Madam Pomfrey said you need rest." Hermione said in a worried tone. "Granger, come on... I'll be fine. I took quite a long nap remember? Anyway... You have to! You said you had to do what I want. And I want to sneak down to the kitchen." Draco complained. "Oh... Fine! Lets go." Hermione mumbled.

------------------WHEN THEY FINALLY GET TO THE KITCHEN------------------------

           "Okay... Where here..." Hermione started. "No really? What gave it away, Granger?" Draco said as he stopped in front of the picture of a bowl of fruit. "Oh! Shut it, Malfoy!" Hermione said, putting her hands on her hips. "Whatever, Granger." He mumbled then tickled the pear. After it let out a little giggle the picture swung open reviling the kitchen. Four long tables where to the left... That must be how they magically send the food to the tables. " So, Granger, what do you want?" Draco asked as he opened a shelf. "Where are the elves? Are they okay?" Hermione asked. "Stop your worry, Granger... The elves are asleep. No need to panic. Now... Answer the question." Draco said as he pulled out a basket. "Oh... Good." Hermione said," Well... I like strawberries." "Okay... Any other request?" Draco muttered as he started filling the basket. "No." Hermione said as looked around. "Let's go." Draco said as he picked up the basket. "Where?" Hermione asked as she followed him to the door. "You'll see." He said, winking. Hermione sighed, Boys.