"I came in, and they were casting at each other. I yelled at them to stop, but they didn't." I softly spoke to Dumbledore.

"Did you cast any spells?" He asked me.

"No, you can even check my wand." I took my wand out of my pocket, and handed it to him.

He examined my wand, looking through the last spells I casted.

"Very well," Dumbledore handed my wand back, "how did you know to have the others to get help?"

"Well, I saw Harry chase after Draco in the Great Hall. I knew by the way they were running, that it wasn't going to be good. I told them to grab some teachers, while I followed Draco and Harry." I told him.

Dumbledore thought for a moment, before he spoke.

"Thank you, you can send in Harry on your way out." Dumbledore gave me a small smile.

I nodded, and began walking towards the door.

I turned back to Dumbledore.

"Can I go see him?" I asked.

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded.

"Thank you, professor." I smiled.

As I left Dumbledore's office, Harry stood against the wall with Hermione and McGonagall.

"He's ready for you." I spat at Harry, he scanned me up and down.

Harry pushed past me to Dumbledore's office, slamming the door behind him.

"Dumbledore said I could go see him." I whispered to Hermione.

"Are you sure about that? Harry said, that Draco tried to use the cruciatus curse on him." Hermione whispered back.

"They won't let you in with out me, Ms Stewart." McGonagall smiled as she listened to our conversation.

McGonagall lead us to the hospital wing, letting me in the door.

I quickly walked over to the bed Draco was laying on, which happened to be the only one surrounded by curtains.

"I don't need to stay her over night! I'm fine!" I could hear Draco arguing with the nurse.

"It's out of my hands, that's just what Dumbledore told us." The woman argued back, as I walked in the curtains.

"Don't argue with her!" I scolded Draco.

The nurse smiled at me, as she walked out.

"Hello, darling." Draco smiled, as he sat up on the bed.

"What where you thinking?!" I walked over to the bed, and sat on the edge.

"Don't yell at me," Draco groaned and rubbed his face, "I've been yelled at enough, I got six months of detention."

"Good, you're lucky to be alive." I spoke seriously to him.

"Yeah, I know." Draco nodded slowly.

"You know, you're very whiney when you're dying." I joked.

Draco frowned at me.

"Well, you're whiney all the time." I chuckled.

"Shut up, darling." Draco smiled, pulling me closer to him.

Draco rested his forehead against mine.

"I bet you're glad we didn't... break that promise." Draco grabbed my face softly with his hands.

I smiled at Draco.

The small speckles of blue in his eyes grew a little bit.

Draco pulled my face to his, as he slowly kissed me.

I hadn't kissed Draco in a long time.

Every time we do, it feels more amazing than the last.

"Umm...." Hermione spoke.

We quickly broke away from each other, I stood up and stepped back from the bed.

Hermione had her head peaking though the curtin.

"Sorry, um... I need you in the Gryffindor commodore." Hermione nervously smiled.

"Alright." I spoke as I cleared my throat.

"You'll come back?" Draco whispered to me.

"Yeah, I will." I slightly smiled at him, as I followed Hermione out.

I followed her out of the hospital wing, and through the halls.

She was smiling ear to ear.

"What are you smiling about?" I laughed, as we entered the Gryffindor house.

"I knew you couldn't ignore him forever." Hermione laughed.

"Shut up." I smiled at her.

Harry and Ron, stood there talking.

No one else was around.

"What's this about?" I asked sternly.

"Well, Dumbledore has been on Harry's case about getting to know Slughorn." Ron spoke.

"He's shown me some things about Tom Riddle, and professor Slughorn. He knows something about Tom, that Dumbledore thinks will help defeat Voldemort." As Harry spoke, he didn't even look in my directionas he spoke.

"Well, did you ask him?" I rolled my eyes.

"If it was that simple, do you think we would be having this conversation right now?" Harry squinted his eyes at me.

"I wish we where that lucky." Ron chuckled.

That's when the light bulb turned on in my head.

"That it Ron!" I exclaimed.

"What?" Hermione asked confused.

"All you need, is a bit of.... luck." I smiled at Harry.

A smile grew on his face, as he reached into his pocket.

Harry pulled out the small vile of liquid luck.

"Don't Harry! You could be expelled!" Hermione pleaded with him.

Harry quickly uncorked the vile, and drank every last drop.

"How do you feel?" Ron asked Harry.

"Never better!" Harry exclaimed in a very happy tone.

He spoke loudly and cheerfully, as he placed his hands on his hips.

"Now go to Slughorn, before the effects wear off." I laughed.

"Oh no, I'm going to Hagrid's!" Harry yelled.

"No, you're suppose to go to Slughorn's to-" Harry cut Hermione off.

"Well, I just feel like Hagrid's is the place to be tonight!" Harry turned around, and stumbled off.

"Well, that was worth it." I sighed.

"He's stumbling around, almost drunk like. Don't you think?" Ron asked us.

"That's how she walks in our room after a party." Hermione laughed as she pointed at me.

"You're missing out on those parties, man." I joked.

"Yeah, have you ever been drunk?" Ron asked Hermione, as he placed his arm around her.

"No, I haven't." Hermione smiled.

"Well, I guess we're gonna have to change that." I laughed.

Hermione looked at Ron, then at me.

"Sure." She spoke.

"What?!" I asked seriously.

"Sure, let's do it." Hermione reiterated.

"Really?" Ron raised his eyebrows.

"Let's do it before I change my mind." Hermione laughed, as we went into our room.