"Immobulous" Hemione said and pointed her wand at Harry, he was instantly made to lay still, Madam Pomfrey put him back on the bed then layed him down. " Oh Harry, im sorry for doing that but you should really lay still, that curse Malfoy hit you with was powerful and not to mention illegal". " Why are you looking at me like that dont you remember being put in the crutacious curse by Malfoy, after you beat Slytherin in quidditch yesterday" Hermione exclaimed.
Harry finally began to remember.
He had made Malfoy extreamly jeleous for winning.....and not to mention he got awarded a very new broomstick......
"Look i don't have time to talk.....Hermione get rid of this curse you have put on me...My mum needs me...what if it's my dad or - or Sirius, yes! that's it Sirius might want to talk to me"
"Oh Harry, don't be so paranoid (sp) Sirius, Sirius has well...he's gone Harry".
Harry took a deep breath.
He just knew that Hermione wouldn't take off this curse unless there was a good reason.
"Erm...Hermione i think someone's hurt...i need to go see, take the curse off me"Harry lied.
"Oh dear...right then....imbobelous incantarcti"
Harry Jogged out the door.
He didn't know where he was going, but all he knew is that he need to dream again...and fast.
"Oy Potter, look what i got"Malfoy showed off behind him.
"It's a dreamem ball, newest addition.
Harry had now turned around and his complete attention was on the dremem ball.
"Yea i know Potter, does look a bit to expensive for you doesn't it?"
"I - i'll give you my brromstick," Harry said in a rush.
"Nah Potter, i know what you want it for, pitty you didn't hang around with me aye? instead you hang around with these losers"
Ron imediatly pointed his wand at Malfoys face.
Malfoy let out a fake laugh "You better watch what you do with that Weasly, you don't want it to back fire again....So Potter, how about we check out that dream you had?".
Harry thought about this.
He didn't expect to go with Malfoy, but he had no other choce.
He took one last look at his friends, and with a push of a botton, he was back in his dream with Draco....
****
Harry woke up in darkness.
"Aggh!" he said, waving a hand in front of his eyes. However, he could not see it. Panicked, he stared wildly around, and a strip of light, emanating from underneath the door, assured him that he had not gone blind.
Careful not to touch anything, he groped his way to the door and opened it; a nighttime candlelit Hogwarts hallway greeted him. He recognized the hallway as the corridor leading to the hospital wing, as he had visited here so many times before. Harry was no stranger to injury, as it was bound to happen to anyone in the magical world.
He checked his watch: It was nearly midnight. Ron and Hermione were supposedly asleep up in the common room.
Harry debated whether to go back to Gryffindor tower to his four-poster bed or to stay here; if he was caught out in the corridors at near midnight, most likely by Filch, he would be in serious trouble indeed.
However, the prospect of a warm bed and awakening to his friends won over another night spent in the hospital wing.