Chapter 11

                                    

                                          
Dumbledore is alive. I've decided. Deal with it. 
                          
Hermione's POV after her fight with Ron
                          
I stormed into my dorm furious, why did Ron always have to be so demeaning? I sat angrily on my bed. I wasn't just mad at Ron, I was upset that after almost 8 years of friendship this was what we had come too. I felt tears start to run down my face so I made my way over to my mirror to make sure I didn't screw up my makeup. 
                          
I scowled as I saw my face, I hated Ron for making me feel this way. I started to march back to my bed when I hit my hand on one of my shelves causing me to knock the shelf over. I let out a shrill screech before it hit pinning me to the ground. I took one dizzy look at the ceiling before falling into blackness.
                          
Hermione's POV 
                          
I opened my eyes to the blurry sight of the hospital wing, my head pounding. I looked confusedly at my surroundings until I remembered my shelf pinning me to the floor. But how did I get here? I thought. Malfoy was the only one who had access to my dorm, but he couldn't have brought me here. Could he have? 
                          
I was knocked out of my thoughts when I heard a voice.
                          
"Hermione! You're awake!" I heard Ron scream excitedly.
                          
"What the bloody hell are you doing here Ronald?" I asked, fixing him with a confused and angry glare.
                          
"Look Hermione, I know I was the one to break up with you and I know I've been a right ass to you. But we have been friends for so long and I don't want to throw all that away. Anyway, what I am trying to say is forgive me? I don't expect you to get back together with me or forgive me right away but I just wanted to say I'm sorry." Ron said, a desperate but genuinely remorseful look in his eyes.
                          
"Fine, but it is going to take time to repair our friendship. Just know we are not getting back together romantically. That is not what forgiving you means." I wanted to make it clear to him that we were not going to work out. 
                          
"Uh," I could've sworn I saw a flash of anger on his face, "That's fine. I'm just glad you're still my friend." 
                          
"Hey Ron?" 
                          
"Yeah?" He gave me a hopeful look. 
                          
"Do you happen to know how I got here?" 
                          
"Malfoy carried you." He mumbled.
                          
"Do you know where he is?" 
                          
"Well he left just after I got here." 
                          
"Oh." I'm not exactly sure why I was disappointed by that comment. "Hey Ron. I'm pretty tired. Do you think I could be alone so I can sleep?" This was a lie. I'm not sure why I told him that. Probably just because I wanted him out of my face. Yeah, that made sense. 
                          
"Sure. Sweet dreams Hermione." He walked over and kissed my forehead. This honestly made me very uncomfortable.
                          
"Yeah, ok." After he left I whipped my forehead. 
                          
"Hello dear." I was startled as Madam Pomphrey walked over to my bed. 
                          
"Will I live, doc?" I joked.
                          
"I have a pretty good feeling. Do you want me to get anyone to visit you?" She asked sweetly. 
                          
Before I even thought about it I said Malfoy's name. 
                          
"Oh really..." She said with a knowing smile. 
                          
"Uh yeah. I just wanted to uh, thank him for bringing me here." Nice cover Hermione. 
                          
"I'll go ask Dumbledore. He has his head duties so he might have to visit tomorrow." 
                          
"That's totally fine." I listened to her footsteps as she walked out of the hospital wing. I yawned. Perhaps I was a bit tired after all. 
                          
(Third person) 
                          
Madam Pomphrey walked over to Dumbledore office slightly smirking after just hearing what Hermione had said. She knocked on the large oak doors. Having to step back as they opened. 
                          
"Ah Pomphrey. Is there any news about Hermione?" He asked.
                          
"She's recovering well. But I have some juicy gossip to share!" She almost shouted.
                          
"Really? Spill!" 
                          
"So while I was in the hospital wing treating Hermione I overheard Draco and Ron talking amongst each other. Ron was telling Draco he and Hermione were still in a relationship. But Draco said that she told him they had broken up and then he left."
                          
"Ooh. This is getting good." Dumbledore spoke.
                          
"Then Ron walked over to Hermione and he apologized or whatever. But Hermione said they would not be getting back together. Ron was like taken aback but he said ok. Then Hermione told him she wanted some peace because she was tired. Even though she had just woken up."
                          
"Yesss! Ronmine is over! I thought they were really weird together anyways." 
                          
"It gets better."
                          
"I'm intrigued."
                          
"So after Ron left I walked over and asked her if she wanted to see anyone. Apparently she wasn't tired anymore and almost immediately said she wanted to see Draco. After realizing what she just said she told me it was to thank him. But she never mentioned Harry or anyone else."
                          
"I knew making them heads together would work! Dramione is happening!" He shouted with great excitement. "Make sure you get Draco to see her tomorrow. I cannot lose 75 pounds to Snape."
                          
"I'll get to work on it." Pomphrey replied.