Notes: I do not own Harry Potter in any way shape or form. All credit goes to the amazing Mrs JK Rowling for her wonderful inspiration

"Ooooohhh Draco…." Draco heard the voice behind him as he ran.

"Drrraaacccccoooooo I can see you!" Draco panted as he ran faster trying to get away from that dreadful voice.

He continued to run and the voice stopped, but he could still hear the foot prints of Fenrir Greyback directly behind him. He was a good twenty feet away from the man but that didn't matter since Greyback could run faster than he. Draco was lucky enough to get a heads start before.

He stopped coming to the edge of a cliff, water was rushing somewhere below him he could hear it. Greyback was getting closer judging by the loudening sounds of the man's footsteps now.

"If I could only just jump, the right position may save me, landing me in the water below." He thought to himself but he wasn't sure if he would make it safely or not.

"There you are little Malfoy." Greyback slowly approach Draco face to face wand at the ready to kill Draco.

Draco took a step back hoping he wasn't too close to the edge.

"Be careful Draco… Wouldn't want you t..." Greyback was caught off in the middle of his sentence as Draco fell backwards. Draco looked in horror as he fell to the water below him seeing Greyback above him laughing manically.

Hermione was down below at the bottom of the cliff pacing back and forth trying to figure out what was the last bit of herb she needed for a potion she was working on when she heard…

SPLASH

Hermione's eyes widen as this wave splashed her till she was drenched. She quickly scanned the area looking for what caused it when she noticed a body lying in the water face down. She quickly waded over to the body turning it over so they wouldn't breath in any more water then they needed and was surprised to see,

"Malfoy?" Hermione's mouth fell agape as she stared at the unconscious body of her former enemy Draco Malfoy. She pulled him to shore not sure what to do but allowed her medical instincts take over and started examining him.

She could tell by the bruising in his left leg that it was broken as it was also bent in an obscure angle. His right arm looked sprained but was in just as bad a condition as his leg was. Honestly in her opinion he was lucky to be alive, to even survive that kind of drop. She groaned knowing he will wake up later to yell something about being a mudblood to her.

It's been three years since the war and Voldemort was killed by Harry Potter, and this was the first time she was seeing Draco in person since then.

She sighed waving her wand producing a stretcher that would carry Draco in the air so she wouldn't have to carry him herself. She felt the tug of her naval as she held onto Draco and the stretcher with her hands. One minute they were by the water the next they were successfully standing in her living room of her one bedroom apartment in muggle London.

Hermione took a look around before leading the stretcher carrying Draco to her bed room and carefully moving him to her bed. She knew she could have just taken him to St Mungos, but she decided against that. She wanted answers and the first question she had was to why he was falling out of the sky.

He didn't look like he would wake up any time soon so Hermione gave him some pain potion which took some effort since his mouth refused to open.

She pulled a blanket over him up to the top of his chest after putting some pillows under his broken leg carefully to leverage it. Hermione gave a yawn, stretched, then grabbed her pillow and blanket and went to retire in the living room on the couch.

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