Draco was shaken awake by a tiny hand. When he opened his eyes, they locked with great brown ones. Draco jumped at the closeness between the two and the figure with great brown eyyes jumped back too, at his sudden movements.
"What the hell??" Draco looked around then back to the startled figure infront of him. "Granger? Okay why are you here!" Draco sat up and the blanket that was covering his chest slid down. Draco quickly laid back down again to keep Hermione from looking at him.
"You missed your first two classes, so I was sent up here to see if you were okay."
"Didn't think you cared for me that much mudblood." he smirked then pushed her away from his bed.
"I don't Malfoy...but your 'boyfriend' insisted that I see where you were." Hermione laughed.
"Fuck off Granger besides I don't swing like that.."
"Oh that's right...you just like annoying pug faced girls," Hermione glared. "Sorry..." she stated sarcastically.
Draco closed his eyes and tried to get back to sleep. "You do realize that you have class in about...I don't know... ten minutes." Draco bolted out of his bed and into the head bathroom. He looked around for a towel when Hermione spoke up. "Looking for this?" Hermione threw the towel at him, which Draco caught easily. "Just one question...who's Cree?" Draco looked at her with a exspression mixed between being pissed off and horror.
"How..how did..did you..."
"You were saying it in your sleep when I came in." Hermione answered even though Draco never truly asked.
"She's no one..."
"Oh come one...she has to be someone for you to call her name in your sleep..wait, I know she's one of your sex toys isn't..." Hermione didn't have time to finish before Draco grabbed her wrist tightly.
"Granger you have no clue what the hell your talking about so shut the fuck up!!" Hermione knew then that she had hit a nerve and that wasn't a good thing at all.
Draco pushed Hermione against the wall and stalked off toward his room. He slammed the door shut and sat down on his bed, in the dark. "Why the hell does she want to know about Cree anyway?" he mumbled to himself.
"I thought that you would have know, Draco." a female voice stated from the left of him.
"Granger do you ever give u..." Draco had turned to face the girl, but did not find Hermione. The girl smirked and took a step forward, leaving a trail of water behind her.
"Are you scared of me Draco??" Draco couldn't say anything...here this girl was in barely anything...soaked to the core. "I think you are, but I would have never have thought that a Malfoy would be scared of me..."
"Why..." was all that Draco could get out at that moment.
The girl chuckled and took a few more steps towards the shocked boy infront of her. "You need to know..."
"Know what?"
"What truly happened." The girl leaned down and touched Draco's arm and with in seconds Draco felt an unbareable coldness wash over him.
Draco's eyes shot open to a bright light. "Where the hell is this?" he mumbled to himself, for that was all he could do.
"It's in Hogwarts." a voice near him laughed. Draco tried to look to see who it was, but a great pain shot through his neck.
"Yeah, you might not want to do that." the voice stated and the bairer walked closer.
"Granger?"
"The one and only."
"Why am I here?"
"Oh my god...The Draco Malfoy just a lowlife mudblood a question...I am shocked."
"Just answer the question."
"Okay, well, when I came to say I was sorry I found you gasping for air, shaking uncontrolably, and you were cold, but sweating. Your eyes were rolled back into your head...it was creepy. Anyway I brought you here because you looked like you were going to die, not that I would have minded that, but I really need a head boy, so I helped you. Don't ever expect that from me again, got it Malfoy?"
"Yeah whatever."
Hermione looked around.
"What is up with you Granger?"
"I don't know...Malfoy what's up with you and tell me who Cree is?"
"Nothing is wrong and no."
"Something is up at Hogwarts and I know that you are directly linked to it."
"Nothing is wrong with me and Cree was a friend of mine that died, okay?!?!"
"How'd she die?"
"Never mind!"
"Tell me Malfoy!"
"Why?"
"Because I can help."
"How?"
"It's obvious that who ever she is it caused everything that happened in your room. I think that if you tell someone about it it might help."
"I'd rather tell Potter or Weasel about it than you."
"That can me arranged."
"Go away!!"
"Fine, but you'll regret not telling me Malfoy...Whatever is on your mind will eventually sufficate you."
"Whatever."
Hermione rolled her eyes and walked out of the infirmary, leaving Draco alone, with two eyes, going unnoticed by the boy in the bed, watching him.