~Am I Dead to you Already?~
Chapter Three
Draco's POV
I zone back into the conversation at my table, only to be fiercely slapped by Pansy Parkinson. I just glared at her and got up walking out of the Great Hall. Oh well, Pansy is just an ignorant girl. She knows nothing of how I feel,it has never been for the likes of her. She will never learn. I do not love her, and she will not realize and accept this until I display my love for Hermione. The anger swells in my gut ...I want so much to open Hermione's eyes. I want her to tell me she will open her eyes and that she will love me. How could she...I'm a monster. Not one of those scary ones you see in children books. I'm much worse,for I'm a Death Eater. So I retreat to the lake.
Hermione's POV
Get up Get up Hermione ,was all I could think of as I rested my face on the cool tiles of the girls bathroom floor. I just puked my guts out why? What was wrong with me? I have to go see the doctor today. I'm too weak to get up though,it hurts to even breathe right now. Then I heard the bathroom doors being opened and I lifted my head to see Luna Lovegood walk in. Her face was rimmed in worry when she saw me. She ran over to me and knelt on the floor. I told her that I was ill and she tried to support my wait, but she wasn't strong enough. She quickly left to go find some other help. I just lay there on the floor,cold and filled with disbelieve. I was staring down at my exposed stomach..and I could see my ribcage. I mentally shook myself. What is happening to me..how did I loose this much wait without realizing it? I know I don't eat that much anymore..but its because I can't keep anything to stay down. I just end up on the floor anyhow. Just then I see Luna and Ginny rush in to help me. Ginny kisses you cheek and both Luna and Ginny help me outside. They start to lead me to the hospital wing, but I start to cry. They look at me and decide to just take me outside for a bit of fresh air. They sit me down by the doors. I tell them they can go, and they look at my unsure but they decide to leave. I breathe in a out deeply for a few times and then glance around. My eyes are drawn instantly to a figure sitting by the lake, upon further inspection I notice it is Draco. My heart seems to skip a beat in my chest and I start to feel dizzy all over again.
Draco's POV
I've been out here too long, I should pace in the study or something. I get up quickly and keep my eyes on the ground, walking towards the doors. When I'm almost there I see someone's robes drawn about them like a blanket. My eyes travel upwards, only to be engulfed and set on fire by Hermione's dark brown beautiful eyes. I'm taken aback stumbling slightly. I quickly compose my face and walk the rest of the distance between us. She tries to sit up only to wince and slide back down again. This worries me, why does she keep looking so pale and sickly? I take her hand in mine only to find it as cold as ice. I look at her an try to smile. Hermione whats wrong with you? Why are you always so ill? She turns to me and tries to talk, only to wince from the pain. She says she doesn't know. She tells me she is going to the doctor's today. I nod and say that is probably for the best. I put my hand on her waist and help her up,only to find that she is no more than skin and bones. This worries me deeply, she shouldn't be like this. I always remember her as the beautiful Gryffindor girl with the long curly hair and dark eyes. She was never overweight but she was never as skinny as she is now. I know its because she is sick, it just doesn't seem right somehow. We walk inside only to be ambushed by Snape. He takes one look at Hermione then my hand on her waist and his face twists into its usual grimace. He sends her up to the hospital wing. He glares at me questionably and I roll my eyes indifferently. I pick her up gently and slink my way through the halls. Only when I see no one do I take the chance to look at her face. I find her staring up at me with a hint of a smile tugging at her perfect lips. She smiles softly and puts her hand to her face.
Hermione's POV
I wake up to find myself in the hospital ward again. My goodness I feel horrible...I feel like my head was stabbed with a thousand crystallized glass shards. I wince and turn on my side, to see Ron sitting in the chair beside me sleeping. I touch his arm tentatively and he awakes with a start. I smile hopelessly up at him and he kneels on the floor beside my bed. He touches my cheek and his face becomes filled with worry. I just look up at him trying not to show how much pain I'm in. He come back with Madam Pomfrey. She seems to dance over to me,placing a smooth hand on my forehead. She looks at me with concern and makes me eat toast with honey. It tasted really good. I felt a little better until my stomach started to gurgle and Ron handed me the garbage can while I pucked it up. Ron held my hair back and patted my back until all I was just dry heaving. I started crying and trembling,while Ron held me.
