Everbloom Chapter 8

A/N: Hey all my lovely favorite people! Shh don't tell the other readers of my other stories but you guys are my favorites. Lol But anyways, I know you all are expecting a smut scene sometime soon and trust me it will come but right now we gotta deal with the bratty Greengrass family and the mess they've caused. We'll get there. Trust me I'm looking forward to it. Love you all.-MoonlitShadow

Narcissa nervously wrung her hands together as she watched her dear friends the Queen and Ottaline being raced into the Emergency ward of St. Mungo's Magical Hospital.

The Emergency Healers that had met them at the scene of Ottaline's fainting were unsure what had caused her to faint and how they were going to go about treating her at the Hospital.

Someone had suggested a reviving potion but the Queen was adamant that because of Ottaline's fae heritage, a reviving potion made by mortals wouldn't be anywhere close to strong enough for what she needed.

The Queen had told Narcissa to alert her husband and Draco of where they were and what had happened and that she would go about contacting the senior members of her court so they could work on getting a reviving potion strong enough that would wake the unconscious princess.

So Narcissa had stood in front of the floo and tried over and over again to reach her husband and son who were somewhere in Diagon Alley working on finding dress robes for the impending wedding that Narcissa wasn't even sure was going to happen at this point.

The Queen had told her to think positively and positive things would happen but Narcissa was a Slytherin through and through and knew better than to expect something that may be impossible.

The Greengrass family's claims to Draco taking Astoria's hand in marriage may or may not be true considering how drunk her husband usually got after drinking the finest firewhiskey that they often served at their annual balls.

And if Lucius had indeed spoken the words to the Greengrasses about Astoria and Draco, there would possibly be some record of it at the Ministry that they could refer back to.

How long it would take to sift through the registered engagement signatures of all the witches and wizards in London she didn't know.

But she hoped that it would buy them enough time to deal with the situation before Ottaline and Draco's marriage fell apart before it even happened.

A few miles away from the Hospital, Lucius had just been magically paged by his office in central London saying that his wife had left an urgent message for him at his floo making him groan in annoyance.

"I'll be right back, Draco. Wait here please while I see what your mother wants."

He said begrudgingly as Draco nodded and went back to admiring himself in his new robes that had cost thousands of galleons each.

A few minutes later, Lucius apparated into the room and grabbed him by the shoulders firmly to look into his worried eyes.

"It's Ottaline. Narcissa and her mother told her about the Greengrasses. She's fainted and has seemed to put herself in some sort of magically induced coma. They're all at the Hospital now. They said that its urgent that we make our way there now."

He said as Draco's eyes widened in shock before he pushed his father away and apparated himself to the receiving hall of the Hospital and directly marched up to the witch that sat behind the front desk with a determined look.

"Excuse me but my fiancé Princess Ottaline Mezereti of the Fae has just been escorted here by my mother and The Queen herself. I need you to take me to them immediately."

He said as the witch eyed him through her round spectacles.

She nodded and stood to come join him around on the other side of the desk while holding a scroll that glowed and pulsed in her hands.

"That's correct, Lord Malfoy. The Princess was admitted to the Magical Coma Ward about half an hour ago. They are unsure of her diagnosis or her preferred treatment at this time. If you will please follow me, I'll see to it that your father and you find your way to them quickly."

She said as Draco glanced behind them to see that his father was standing back a bit looking as stoic and serious as usual. His father gave one nod of approval and Draco gestured for the witch to lead the way.

It was several minutes that they walked through the twists and turns that made up the maze of hallways of the different wards of the hospital until they finally found themselves entering the Magical Coma Ward.

Draco nervously looked around as he followed after the witch eager to see what condition his beloved fiancé of not even two days was in.

The witch led them to a large private waiting room that it appeared that his mother was waiting all alone in.

"This is our private lounge waiting room for our most esteemed patient's families. Please wait here while I go ask the Healers about your fiance's diagnosis and treatment."

The witch said as Draco and his father nodded before going over to where his mother sat on a chaise lounge crying into a small handkerchief.

"Oh Draco, Lucius! It was terrible! She was alright one moment and then she just bloody fainted. Both her mother and I tried to revive her but to no avail.

We called the Emergency Healers immediately and they brought her here to be treated. They're not even sure how they can treat her in the state that she's put herself in.

Apparently, she's sent herself into some magical type of coma that's heavily guarded by her fae magic. Not even the Queen recognizes its magical signature meaning that we're going into rather uncharted magical territories here."

Narcissa sobbed as Lucius held out his arms to her and she went into them without hesitation.

Draco dropped down onto the edge of the lounge with a loud thump making both his parents turn to him in concern.

"They don't know what's wrong with her and they don't know how to treat her do they?"

He said to himself as he looked up at his parents with the most broken look they had even seen.

Narcissa continued to shed a whole new onslaught of tears into Lucius's shoulder as he nodded grimly at his son who ducked his own head in sadness.

"What are we going to do? How are we going to get married if she's in some sort of bloody coma?"

Draco asked himself quietly making both Lucius and Narcissa's hearts clench in pain for their son who appeared to be in the worst agony of his life.

"I'm not sure, son. But we'll figure out something."

Lucius said carefully hoping to not aggravate him further and cause him more unnecessary pain.

"I want to see her."

Draco said as Lucius leaned closer, not catching what he said.

"I want to see her, Father."

Draco said a bit more loudly this time but only was answered with Narcissa shaking her head at him through her tears.

"I'm sorry, Draco darling. They won't let anyone in to see her. They say that she's in too fragile a state to have visitors at the moment."

Narcissa cried making Draco's eyes narrow in anger at her words.

"I want to see her and I want to see her now."

He demanded loudly as he shot up from his seat and stalked towards the door of the waiting room.

Lucius and Narcissa exchanged nervous and devastated looks as they watched him struggle with the many emotions that he was having about his fiance's current state of health.

It was just then that the door swung open and the witch from the front desk followed by several Healers came into the room marching past Draco and heading towards his parents.

Draco followed them and pointed a finger in their direction practically frothing at the mouth with anger.

"I want to see my damn fiancé and I want to see her right now. I don't give a shit about what state she's in. She needs me and I need her so let's bloody go already."

He gritted out making the head Healer look at him in surprise.

The other Healers looked aghast at his obvious anger towards them but the head Healer seemed to be debating something back and forth silently in his mind as he studied the young blonde.

Finally, he shocked everyone in the room when he nodded and stepped aside so Draco could pass through the door.

"Certainly, Lord Malfoy. I'm sure it would be a great comfort to her to have you near no matter what state she is in."

He said gently as the other Healers started to argue with him but he held up a hand to silence the entire room as Draco quickly made his way out of the room and into the private bays of the ward searching for the one girl who it would utterly kill him to lose.

His magic pulsed and came to life as he felt her nearby, only a few feet away.

He didn't know how he knew but he knew that she was close and it made him quicken his pace as he searched all the beds for signs of his love.

It was then that he spotted her.

At least six different Healers were surrounding the small bed that she lay in and he raced over to them startling everyone in the room.

"Move. Out of my way."

He cried as they moved so he could come to the edge of her bed.

It was then that he truly got a look at his little fiancé in the poor state that she had put herself in.

"Oh Ottie…"

He gasped as he took in her deathly pale appearance and sunken in features.

It seemed that her magic had all but died since he last saw her.

But he knew that that couldn't be the case because the magical monitors that told of her magical signature were still active and beeping as loudly as ever.

One of the Healers went over to the machines and waved his wand over the screen making it pulse for a moment before it faded into thin air.

"It seems that she improves when he is near. Let him stay. He is vital to her progression into a conscious state."

He murmured as shocked sounds came from everyone in the ward.

Draco couldn't care less about what the damn Healers had to say as he crossed the threshold of her bed and laid down beside her to take her gently into his arms.

The Healers around him protested but he shot them a deadly glare making them all scatter to different parts of the ward.

The Healer that said he could stay gave him a small smile and he nodded his thanks before the man left him and his sickly fiancé alone for the first time since the night before.

"Ottie. Ottaline. If you can hear me, please do something. Say something. I need to know you're still with me."

He whispered into her ear and was saddened by her lack of response to his sweet words.

He tightened his grip on her and laid back against the hard pillows of the hospital bed.

If she wasn't going to move from this spot then he sure as hell wouldn't either.

Wherever she was he would go.

He silently cast the unbreakable vow so it wrapped around both of them sealing them into a promise with his words that no one in this world or the next would be able to break.