A/N Yay! Another chapter! These daily updates on all of my stories are killing me! I gotta get my English assignment done... Stupid summer reading.

Disclaimer: Do you think JK Rowlings has to do summer reading assignments? I don't think so!

Rules Not Followed

Chapter 8

"Harry mate! Where have ya been?!" Ron asked as Harry slipped into the dormitory.

"Hospital wing. I wasn't feeling to good yesterday..." Harry muttered, yanking off the pajama shirt and pulling on one of Dudley's long grey t shirts. It was very holey, but it was really soft from being so worn.

"Yeah, yeh looked a bit off... But you missed Potions! Slughorn was hilarious..." Ron rambled on and on, but Harry tuned him out.

'Snape was really nice, almost caring. And he didn't push about what my Boggart was... Good thing too. I doubt he would believe it was a walrus...'

"Come on mate! We're gonna miss breakfast!" Ron yelped, tugging his robes on over his bright orange shirt. Harry nodded, doing the same.

"Harry! Where have you been?" Hermione scolded, grabbing onto the boy's bony shoulders, turning him to face her.

"Infirmary. I was feeling sick and had a migraine," Harry lied easily, though Hermione still looked at him sceptically.

"Come on, 'mione, lay off. I'm starving!" Ron said, tugging the two of them out the portrait and to the Great Hall.

Harry grabbed a piece of toast, not being that hungry. "Harry, you need to eat more-"

"Leave me alone, Hermione," Harry grumbled tiredly, making said girl sniff angrily and turn to talk with Ginny.

"Hu 'ri ous 'ook ta er'co aloy 'ick?" Ron said around the food in his mouth.

"Huh?" Harry gave a half smile.

"Does Malfoy look sick to you?" Ron repeated.

Harry, Hermione, and Ginny turned around to look at the Slytherin. He did look pretty crappy, his skin being grey and having dark circles under his eyes. He looked like he lost about a stone as well.

Harry Potter took over. "Gee, I wonder why." Ginny raised her eyebrows.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

Hermione rolled her eyes, muttering, "Harry is under the impression that Draco Malfoy is a Death Eater."

Ron shrugged. "Its pretty obvious Hermione. I mean look at Snape."

Harry came back, wincing as Ron mocked Snape. "Hey, it's probably pretty rough being a *spy* and having to go to all those Death Eater meetings," Harry muttered, mouthing the word *spy*.

Ron raised an eyebrow. "Who are you, and what have you done with Harry Potter?"

"What?" Harry snapped angrily.

"You're defending the Greasy git-"

"Ronald! Stop disrespecting a teacher!" Hermione cried, scandalized. But Ron just rolled his eyes.

"So, what do we have today?" he asked, shoving a pastry into his mouth.

"Transfiguration then Charms. Ginny! Guess what hex we're learning today?" Hermione smirked.

Ginny bounced excitedly. "The Bat Bogey Hex?! Really?!"

Neville grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to stay still. "The sixth years, Ginny. Besides, don't you know it already?"

"Well yeah, but its awesome to get to show off sometimes!" the table laughed, as they walked to their first classes.

"Harry seems better," Poppy stated idly, sitting down in between Severus and Tiffany.

Severus growled at her. "Yeah, thanks by the way, for leaving him with me."

"You're welcome," the woman had the gall to say, as she poured her tea.

"Merlin, you're just as manipulative as Albus-WHA?!" Severus jumped as said man appeared out of nowhere. "Bloody-"

"Now Severus, no need to shout," the Headmaster chuckled, stroking his beard. "Now what's all this about Poppy and I being manipulative?"

Minerva smirked at the old man. "Apparently Poppy is on the same page as you Albus."

Dumbledore chuckled, sinking down into his chair. "The page that we are trying to get Severus and Harry to get along?"

The Mediwitch smiled sadly. "Yes they have... MUCH in common."

Severus raised an elegant eyebrow, but didn't comment.

A/N Short chapter. Now tell me: What should I do about Draco?