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Warning: Some swearing.
Chapter 4: Well that's gratitude for you.
Mia was worried. Draco had slept for two whole days without waking up. She had spent most of those two days healing the many wounds he had on his body, all but one, she felt exhausted.
She wished that there was someone to help her, anyone to help her, but she was all alone.
All she could do was wait.
Draco's POV
"You filthy traitor!…You shall suffer!… CRUCIO!"
The world exploded in agony, Draco wanted to die, he couldn't take it anymore, if he could just die it would all be over…
Draco opened his eyes and looked around him, the pain had stopped.
It was just a dream, wait where the hell am I?
Draco looked around him; he was in what appeared to be a nice room, which defiantly wasn't his own. He looked down at his body; all of his wounds had been healed. He also realised he was only wearing a pair of pyjama bottoms.
What the hell? What the fuck is going on?
He pushed away the covers and gently got out of the bed, he didn't know what was going on, but he wasn't going to stay to find out, he knew he had to keep moving, if he stayed it would only be a matter of time before more Death Eaters would be sent after him. At that moment the bedroom door was gently pushed open; Draco reached for his wand and pointed it towards the door.
"Well you're finally up. I was beginning to worry"
In front of Draco stood a girl, about his age, with beautiful long black hair and bright green eyes. She stood there staring at him, as if waiting for him to respond.
She does look familiar…
Draco pointed his wand straight at the girl in front of him. She didn't even flinch.
"Who the hell are you? What the hell did you do to me? Why am I here?" Draco shouted, keeping his wand aimed at her.
"You don't remember?" she replied gently.
"You were attacked and you were hurt… well you were hurt pretty badly, so I brought you back here. It was the first idea I thought of, I didn't know what else to do. Now would you mind lowering your wand?" Mia stood there with her arms folded waiting for Draco to respond.
Draco thought back, he remembered running into the woods…he was surrounded… he couldn't run any more…he remembered pain, lots of pain…and then it stopped.
"Are you trying to tell ME that you took on ALL of those Death Eaters by yourself?" Draco exclaimed loudly in disbelief.
"Well barely, but yes I did." replied Mia, she still stood there with her arms crossed as if waiting for something.
"Tell me who YOU are and why the HELL you would help me?" Draco spat out furiously, he was beginning to get extremely frustrated.
"Amelia Jones, but if you call me Amelia I will curse you into oblivion, its Mia to you. And well seeing as I have a decent bone in your body, which you appear to lack, I was hardly going to leave you there to die." she threw back at him.
Draco just stared at her. He took a step forward and immediately felt a hot burning sensation shoot down his back that made his body arch and made him gasp in pain.
He immediately felt two hands gently steady him and lead him back to the bed; he sat down, taking deep breaths.
"I've healed most of your wounds, but the one on your back appears to have been cursed, I'm not too sure. I was in the middle of brewing a new potion to heal it when I heard you wake up." She was still holding him steady with her hands.
I have to get the hell out of here. I'm a sitting duck if I stay here.
"Just get your hands off me!" he raged, "I don't know who the hell you think you are, but I am a Malfoy, and if you were a witch who knew anything, which you clearly don't, you would know that that name meant something in the wizarding world. Now pass me my robe so I can get out of here!" He glared at the girl standing in front of him, silently waiting.
Mia raised an eyebrow and stared down at him.
"If you think I'm going to follow any orders you give me, you have got another thing coming. Pick. The. Robe. Up. Yourself." She glared back at him, taking a defiant step back.
Draco hissed under his breath.
She obviously knows absolutely nothing.
Draco looked at the robe that was on the floor in front of him, he would have to reach down to get it.
He began to lean forward when he felt the scorching pain shoot down his back again, making him cry out and hold onto the bed for support.
"Well that's what I thought" she said with a hint of triumph in her voice.
She walked towards him and gently laid him down on his side. He refused to look at her.
"The potion is nearly done, I'll get that wound cleaned up then you can get the hell out" She turned and walked towards the door, then she stopped, turned round and looked at him.
"Oh and I do remember something about the Malfoys, constantly linked with Voldemort, infact your father is currently in Azkaban serving a life sentence for his crimes as a death eater. It seems that your name once meant something, however it appears to mean mud now"
With a final glare she walked out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
Damn her.
Mia was fuming, she had never met someone so insufferable in her life!
"Damn him!" she shouted as she reached the kitchen. After she went through all that to save his life and all he could do was behave like a complete and utter arrogant prat.
Well that's gratitude for you!
A/N Please review and let me know what you think, more characters will be coming into it soon.
A/N Please review and let me know what you think, more characters will be coming into it soon.