Love and Death: Part 2

Harry stepped inside of the ambulance. The St.Mungo's Healers stood beside Hermione. Harry choked on tears, seeing her pale cold face, and her eyes. He felt like it was years ago that he and Hermione had drawn closer that night. He picked her hand up as a Healer said an incantation. The ambulance stopped and two figures entered. The first was Professor Dumbledore. The second was the cause of Hermione's almost death. Draco Malfoy entered the truck, looking very pale and almost like he was dead himself. He began to step towards Hermione.

"Hermione!" He whispered hoarsely. Harry pulled out his wand and aimed it at Draco's heart. Another figure stepped in and the ambulance started moving, faster then ever.

"I wouldn't do that Potter." Came a silky voice from the behind. Lucius Malfoy stepped out, smirking widely, his wand aimed at Harry's heart. Dumbledore stepped in from the rear.

"Lucius, stop immediately!" He said in an old voice. Lucius Malfoy lowered his wand and the ambulance stopped. Two Healers came and wheeled Hermione out of the ambulance, while Harry followed. Before he entered the hospital he turned to Draco.

"If she dies, I swear I will kill you…not fast, but painfully. He then ran out of sight. Dumbledore swept after him. Lucius and Draco exchanged identical smirks, and walked away, eyes narrowed. Harry ran beside Hermione as she was being brought to the emergency room. Then, after what seemed like hours they reached the emergency room. Harry clutched his side, panting and tried to follow her. One the Healers whose nametag read Amelia Jenkins said sharply,

"I'm sorry Potter, but you can not come in." She pointed to a chair next to Dumbledore." That is where you sit." She closed the door hard, so that all Harry could see was the white door and red lettering that said 'Emergency room.' He felt terrible as he sat down, tears leaking out of his eyes.

"Hermione!" He moaned." Why you? Why you? Why not me?" He buried his face in his hands. Dumbledore surveyed the young boy with pity. The clock ticked by. 1 hour…2 hours…then finally Harry spoke to Dumbledore, his face pink from crying. "Professor Dumbledore!" He muttered.

"Yes?" Dumbledore answered.

"Will Hermione live?"

"Ah Harry! I do not know. That was very powerful dark magic Malfoy used! He learned from his father, presumably!"

"So you're saying…?" Harry's voice broke off, from thinking the worst. A young Healer opened the door.

"Sirs!" He said squeakily. "You can go see the girl now!"

Harry jumped up and ran after the Healer, with Dumbledore just behind him. 'What if she's dead?' He thought to himself. Running faster he tried not to think about it. As they passed a sign, he noticed it said 'Level 5: Mortal Peril.' He gasped for air as new tears came to his eyes. The Healer stopped in front of a room that said 1002. Harry opened the door and let out a cry as the tears escaped. "Hermione!" He gasped hoarsely. He turned to the Healer, Amelia Jenkins, and said," Will she live?"Amelia's face looked grave.

"Potter!" She said sadly. "She might not live! That was a powerful piece of magic he used. Was his family part of He-Who-must-not-be-Named's inner circle?"

Harry nodded his head sadly. The Healer looked at him, her face full of pity.

"I'll leave you two alone!" She said, pointing to Harry and Dumbledore. Dumbledore pulled out his wand and muttered quietly,

"Orchideous" and a bunch of flowers burst from his wand. He put them by Hermione's bedside, nodded to Harry and swept out. Harry dropped in a chair beside Hermione and for the rest of the day, just held her hand, crying quietly. In the evening, the Healer came and set a bed up for Harry. As she waved good-bye, he was determined not to fall asleep, but finally at 3:00 am, he fell asleep. For the next week Harry was quiet. He did not talk. He did not come back to school, and whenever his friends came in to give Hermione gifts, he sat there and stared dully at the wall. On the first day of the second week, Harry finally let his sadness loose, when the Weasley family came, as they approached the door they heard Harry moaning. Timidly, Ron opened the door. The Weasleys filed in, but Harry didn't notice. He was crying

"Hermione! Why you? I was the one who let you go with Malfoy in the first place, so why not me? Why couldn't Voldermort just have taken me in the first place?" Hermione slowly opened her eyes.
"Harry?" She whispered feebly.

"Hermione!" Harry cried. "Hermione you're alive!" He bent down on Hermione and hugged her. She pulled him down and embraced him too. Harry felt someone wrap his arms around him. He looked back. It was Mrs. Weasley. That day, everyone rejoiced that Hermione was alive. In the evening, Harry didn't leave her bedside." Hermione!" He said. "You don't know what it's like, thinking you were dead! He took her hand in his and kissed it, gently. As they stared into each other's eyes their faces came closer. Hermione whispered,

"Harry, I love you!" And they kissed. Professor Dumbledore, Snape and Professor McGonagall all saw Harry and Hermione kiss. As the sweethearts pulled out of the kiss, Professor Dumbledore knocked on the door quietly. Hermione saw the Professors and cried,

"Professor McGonagall!"

Professor McGonagall swooped in and pulled her favourite student into embrace.

"Oh Hermione!" She sobbed. "I thought you were dead!" The teachers all greeted Hermione. The next day, the castle had a great feast for Hermione. After the feast, Hermione took Harry to a special spot.

"I just want to say, Harry" She said lovingly, "Thank you for saving my life. And with that she kissed Harry. As she walked back to the common room she said one other thing:

"How long did you stay with me?"

"About 1 and a half weeks!" he said. Hermione's eyes filled with tears and she kissed him, unaware that all the students from The Great Hall were watching. All of them gave a great 'Awwwww!' But there was one person who didn't.

Draco Malfoy.