No Longer Enemies

"Hermione! Just hurry up and tell me! The suspense is killing me!" Harry exclaimed.

"Ok fine, Draco was attacked," she said solemnly.

"What happened?" Harry asked her worriedly.

"Someone attacked him when he was on his way back down to the Slytherin common room. They have no idea though as to who it was," Hermione said.

"Well is he ok?"

"Madame Pomfery said that he is still unconscious and that they still don't know if he is going to be ok. He was hit with some kind of hex. It was said that only Death Eaters know how to cast it."

"Well I am not going to sit here and wait to see what happens, I am going down there right now," Harry told her, getting up to leave.

"Harry its no use going down there. They aren't letting anyone in much less you, since you are supposedly his worse enemy."

"I am so sick of this worse enemy shit. Why is it that everyone thinks that that is the way that it is and that it will always be like that?"

"Harry please don't start worrying about that right now. Draco is hurt and you don't need to be getting upset by things such as that," Hermione said, trying to calm him down.

"Fine, ok, I will chill out on one condition," Harry said.

"What?" Hermione asked, fearing that she might not like the answer that she was about to receive.

"You have to help me find out who it was that attacked him; I want them to pay for this," Harry told her with an odd gleam in his eyes that was starting to scare her.

"Harry, I promise that I will help you find out who did that to him as long as you promise me that you aren't going to do anything stupid that ends with someone else getting hurt."

"Fine Hermione, I won't," Harry said.

"Now let's go to bed. I have the feeling that tomorrow is going to be a big day," Hermione said standing up and making her way up to the girls' dormitories.

~*~*~*~

The next day was in fact a big day. At breakfast Dumbledore stood up and announced that Draco Malfoy had indeed been attack the previous night. He also mentioned that anyone who had any information as to who was responsible for this attack to report to him at once.

Harry went through his classes worrying about if Draco was going to make it or not. He hadn't even been able to see him, even though he had tried that morning to get into the hospital wing, but Madame Pomfery simply told him that no visitors were allowed and then shut the door in his face, leaving him standing in the corridor wondering if Draco was even going to live.

So Harry sauntered on to another one of his classes in hopes of being distracted from the well being of the blonde Slytherin's health.

At lunch time Harry was able to finally breathe easily again when Dumbledore stood up yet again and announced that Draco was conscious and on his way to making a full recovery. Although they still had no idea who it was that attacked him because it appeared that he had been ambushed from behind, they were still investigating and Dumbledore asked again that anyone who had any information needed to speak up promptly.

Harry felt a great burden off his shoulders be lifted when Dumbledore said that Draco was going to be ok. He nearly skipped to all his classes but refrained himself before someone got suspicious and started asking questions. He didn't need that kind of attention right now.

During his afternoon classes Harry tried his best to keep his mind on the subject at hand and most of the time he failed, giving in to the thoughts of hopefully seeing Draco after dinner.

At dinner he sat down with Hermione, Ron wasn't there, and began to eat.

"Where's Ron?" he asked Hermione, who was helping herself to the potatoes.

"I don't know. I haven't seen him in a long time and you know how unusual it is for him to miss a meal. So he might be sick or something and he is just upstairs sleeping."

The two laughed and continued to stuff their faces.

"Hermione, I think that we need to start trying to find out who did that to Draco soon," he said.

"Fine Harry, but where do we start?" she questioned.

"Well I guess that the first thing that we need to do is to go and talk to him and ask him if he remembers anything that happened. We also need to find out where he was attacked so that we can go there and start looking around for any evidence as to what went on down there," Harry said.

"But Harry, how are we going to talk to him? The last time you went in there they said that you couldn't come in and that no one would be able to."

"Yeah but that was because he was unconscious and they probably didn't want anyone to come in there and try to finish him off," he said pointedly.

"Ok fine. But when are you going to go down there to ask him?" Hermione questioned.

"Right now, since I am through with dinner," Harry told her, getting up from the table and leaving.

Harry made his way down to the hospital wing and knocked on the door, hoping that someone would hurry up and answer because he was starting to get cold standing there in the hallway without his cloak.

When no one answered Harry became suspicious, so he open the door and walked in.

He saw Draco lying on the bed, and he appeared to be sound asleep. As Harry crept closer to the bed, he noticed another shadow standing there over the bed, only this one didn't seem to have a face of happiness, instead the person had his or her wand out and looked like they were about to cast some kind of spell over the sleeping figure.

When the stranger stepped closer to the bed, he also stepped into enough light that Harry could make out exactly who it was and let out an audible gasp.