Harry and Malfoy got in a bathroom fight and now he's in infirmary.

"Harry, tell me you will atleast apologise to him, you tried to kill him!"

Hermione bristled in anger and hurt

"Hermione, he cast a spell on me first so I'm not apologising to him and I didn't intended to kill him. I don't know why you're so worried about him."

Harry replied, on which Hermione stare at him in disbelief and shake her head. She walk out of the common room. Somehow she ended up inside the infirmary. It was empty until she reach Draco's bed. He was sleeping, his face pale, bandages wrapped around his chest and torso.

Hermione wanted to reach out and comfort him, she wanted to be the one he sees when he open his eyes in this condition

She tried to remind herself that this is the same malfoy who hates her. Who's disgusted by her, she's dirt to him, a mudblood. But she was still worried about him. She doesn't know where these thoughts are coming from but she pull a chair close to his bed and sit down, opening a book to pass time.