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Might As Well Have Kissed a Death Eater by Cariel
Chapter 27 : Some Thanks are in Order
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Two weeks later, Draco Malfoy finally awoke from his temporary unconsciousness. Ginny was at his bedside when he opened his eyes. She had barely left him the whole time he was debilitated. Draco wouldn’t be back to classes for at least a month because of the damage Harry inflicted on him.

Madame Pomfrey came by with regular medication for his pain. After he had ingested the disgusting brown liquid, she left.

Draco looked at Ginny and groaned, “What are you doing here?”

“A little ‘Thanks’ would have been nicer to hear,” she chuckled.

“Why-wha-what happened?” He suddenly realized that he was in the hospital wing.

She explained everything to him and the memories came flooding to the forefront of his thoughts.

He remembered yelling at Laura and the light she emanated. The next thing he remembered was Laura entering his thoughts…or had that all been a dream? And then awaking to Ginny… He groaned once again as he tried to sit up.

“How do you feel?” she asked in a concerned voice.

“I’ve been better,” he admitted, lying back down in resignation. He added with a sigh, “I feel like I might as well have kissed a Death Eater.”

She laughed with him.

It hurt for him to laugh, but his spirits were lifted.

When she made a move to get up, he held her arm so she couldn’t move. He whispered so quiet she could barely hear him as the pain medication kicked in and he became drowsy. She leaned close to his lips as he said, “Thank you, Ginny.”

“You’re welcome,” she replied automatically. Her name… He had finally said her name! And it sounded so beautiful coming from his lips. She grinned and before his eyes drooped any further, she kissed him lightly on the brow.

Ron and Hermione went to all their classes, sincerely missing their best friend. Detention wasn’t nearly enough to punish Harry for what he had done to three students. Harry wasn’t going to be expelled—seeing as how he was Harry Potter, Ron had remarked—but he wasn’t allowed back to classes as long as Malfoy was still recovering. Harry had to wait until Malfoy could return to classes and had to serve detentions during class periods.

Hermione made it her mission to keep Harry up on everything they were learning so he’d be able to perform well on the final exams. So, everyday at meal times and after supper, she spent her time drilling Harry while Ron looked on, wishing they could be studying together…or more hopefully ‘studying’ together…

Ron stared over his textbook at the pair, but mostly he was looking at Hermione. From where he sat across from them in the Gryffindor common room, the fireplace provided an unearthly backlight around Hermione’s figure as if she’d been enchanted. Maybe it was a good thing, he thought, that she was instructing Harry instead of him because he knew there’d be know way he’d be able to concentrate with her looking so mesmerizing.

Ron didn’t notice that Harry’s eyes had strayed as well, but not to Hermione. Harry looked up from his work at Ron and grinned knowingly. He would have made a clever comment about how ogling Hermione would really help his grades, but decided against it.

…which the Druids were also known for using…Harry?” Hermione blinked. “Harry! Were you paying attention?”

“Yes, I’ve already got that down,” he said, pointing to the notes he was taking.

“Really… Are you going to be a teacher after graduation or what?” Ron asked light-heartedly.

She frowned the frustrated frown she saved only for Ron. “No. Honestly Ron, you of all people should know I don’t want to be a teacher!”

“I know…I know… I just can’t help thinking you’d be a good teacher, especially after helping Harry out like this,” he replied.

“What are friends for?” She smiled just as Ron had smiled at her all those years ago when he had said the same thing to her.

Harry grinned as well, but for an entirely different reason. He knew all to well what was going on between them. He wondered if they had done anything about it, but decided it wasn’t the best time to ask… Maybe after finals...? “Yeah, thanks for that, Hermione,” he said, trying to get her back on topic.

Hermione tore her glance away from Ron and focusing on her notes she was reading aloud to Harry. “So it’s very important to understand the difference of properties between the two. Understand?”

Harry nodded.

“Good. All right, so here’s the homework. Try to finish it within an hour so I can check it.”

Teacher!” Ron coughed.

“How are you going to check it?” Harry wondered suspiciously, ignoring Ron’s comment.

“I’ll check it against mine so you can fix mistakes before I turn it in for you tomorrow.” She glared at Ron.

Harry smirked, “Sound good to me.”

“You’re going to check mine too, ‘Mione?” Ron laughed.

“Why would I want to look at your sorry excuse for homework?” she fervently responded.

“Because you have nothing better to do with your time…?” He raised an eyebrow.

“I’ve plenty of things I’d rather be doing than correcting your homework!”

Harry broke in before the fight overtook her, “IS THIS RIGHT?”

Hermione turned to Harry, almost embarrassed. “Oh, er- Yes, Harry. You’ve caught on quickly… I guess I’m not used to people actually listening to me,” she shot a glance at Ron, “when I’m trying to help them study…”

Ron buried his face in his book, embarrassed, and read a few more pages before his eyes reverted to their previous occupation of examining Hermione’s features.

A/N: Three more chapters to go!
Now, run, run for your life! And review on the way out!

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