Slowly, I regain consciousness and the white walls of the infirmary greet me. Quite honestly, I hate this part of the school because it seems as if I live here some times. The sounds of hissing quickly draw my attention, but I know it isn't snakes making the sounds. Oh, no, it is definitely a very pissed off Snape, which makes me wish I hadn't woken up.

"You little fool," Snape snarls. "Do you have any idea how close you came to killing him?"

"I'm sorry, Snape," Draco replies softly with what sounds to be sniffles.

"You're sorry? As if that makes everything better," growls Snape. "Honestly, Draco, I spoke to the Headmaster on your behalf to stay here so you didn't go back to Lucius, and this is how you repay me? If I did not know what I know, I would send you back to Malfoy Manor in an instant. Be as it may, I unfortunately do know how you are treated by your father. Do not take my words as absolvent of any punishments, though. You nearly killed him."

"I know, and I'm sorry, Snape."

"That will be quite enough of your feigning of tears, Draco," Snape growls. "I can see right through you. The only reason you are mournful is because he didn't die."

"No, no, Snape, I didn't mean to hurt Harry. I just lost my temper, but I didn't mean to hurt him. I swear, Snape. I didn't mean to hurt him, and I'm definitely not a killer."

"There we agree, but you are a coward for running afterwards."

"Only to get help," Draco responds.

"Says you, but at this point your words mean very little, don't they, Draco?"

"I'm sorry, Snape."

"Apologies mean nothing to me, Draco, only actions do. Therefore, you will rectify this situation in whichever way you see fit, and at the end, I will tell you if you've done so or not. Is this understood?"

"Yes, sir," Draco replies quietly.

"Excellent," Snape says. "What are you waiting for then?" I hear footsteps retreating, which I guess is Malfoy leaving. I then hear Snape sigh heavily. "Oh, what am I going to do with you two?"