“Miss Granger, you’re still here,” he heard Pomfrey say through the curtain. “I told Draco I’d keep him company. We’re doing an Arithmancy project together, so I was going to read a metallurgy book aloud to him, if that’s alright.” “Being read to is fine. Please wait here while I treat him.” Pomfrey came through the curtains and dosed Draco with several foul tasting potions that quidditch had made him too intimately acquainted with. Then she got him into bed and removed his shirt briefly in order to slather his shoulder with something very herbal scented. Draco had to bite