When she came to, Hermione was on a soft couch, her head in Narcissa's lap. The older woman gently stroked her hair. All the pain was gone; she was fine. She heard the sound of retching and sat up. Draco was being violently ill into a potted plant. His whole body heaved as he emptied his stomach. Theo hovered around him, not knowing what to do. Hermione jumped to her feet - 