"He is doing about the same. I'm on my way there tonight. He has bouts of consciousness and then there are days he doesn't wake up at all. Doctor's say that most likely this week will be it." Hermione went about talking with Harry and eating the food he brought her till he heard her computer chime at her.
"I probably should get back to my office anyway." Harry got up and started to walk away when he heard a gasp from Hermione. Quickly turning around "Is there something wrong? What is it?"
"I've been in contact with MACUSA's MIB because I found a story written about a witch who beat vampirism. While I got a letter back from the head of their lab stating the witch in question is coming back from the field and will be able to answer some of my questions after she gets back today. That means there is hopefully something we can still do for Draco." Hermione jumped up and hugged Harry in her excitement.
"Does the minister know that you have been in contact about this case you shouldn't be working with a foreign agency? You know protocol Hermione." Harry saw the look on her face it was the same one she had many times throughout their years at Hogwarts when she knew she knew the answer and felt embarrassed about trying recall it." Talk to Shacklebolt and get his approval before you continue the communication. He probably will be fine with it, but still." Harry left Hermione now wondering what was she going to do if the Minister told her she was not allowed to talk the case over internationally. There had to be a trail of cases similar to theirs. It's too odd for a rogue vampire to attack so many people.
Draco's POV
It feels so dark and cold. Why am I so dark and cold he thought. I'm late for my dinner with Hermione and the Potters. He thought. Why can't I move my arms or legs. And bloody hell why is it so cold in here. Is it possible a bloody cold front came through while I was at work? Wait when did I leave work? Why can't I remember where I am and what I was doing? Lumos… nothing. Where's my wand? Draco continued to try to piece together the information he did know try to figure out where he was and why he was so cold and it was dark and nothing could break that darkness.
Off in the distance he heard sobbing and before he knew it he was near it without even moving. "Draco, don't leave me." He recognized the voice it was Hermione. His Hermione.
"Lioness I am sorry I was late I don't know where I am. Please Lioness, where do you think I am going to go that doesn't include you?" nothing again.
"We'll catch them and those vampires will pay for it." "Vampires… why does that sound familiar. Potter tell me what's going on. I'm here the vampires didn't kill me…." Wait that's right he thought I was at work finishing those documents to close the deal tomorrow and was then going to go meet everyone for dinner. The doors to my office flew open and a metallic smell along with a charred burning smell came flooding in. There were three very pale individuals that came into my office and started firing curses at me. I fought back till I got hit with a knock-back jinx and hit the mirror wall behind my desk.. THen i remember feeling the vampire bite entering my vein. Everything started to become hazy but I remember finding my phone and I hit the speed dial for Hermione for help. So I must be dead… I remember everything being so dark and cold just like now and then nothing till just now. I won't get to see Hermione again, her beautiful chestnut hair or chocolate brown eyes that I could stare into for the rest of eternity. I will never get to embrace her again. I won't get to see my family again either. My mother must be beyond herself. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the voice of his angel.
"Let me work this case Harry, Please!" He could here the tears that filled her eyes through the tone in her voice. "Harry just let her work the case, let her avenge me or she is going o do it anyway." Draco felt himself smirk even in this mindful experience.
"NO! You need to stay off this case you know protocol Hermione."
"Screw protocol !" Both Hermione and Draco yelled.
"If you are going to be yelling I must ask you to leave." That must be a nosey nurse he thought. THen there was some shuffling and a sliding of a chair before he felt someone grab his hand.
"Wait I'm not dead? So why can't I wake up?" Draco was determined to wake up more than anything to see his lioness to embrace her close to him and to look into those dark chocolate pools that he willingly would give his soul to be lost in.
With all his might he started the thrash around in his mind yelling at himself and screaming to make any movement or any noise to let her know he was there still and fighting to come back to her.