Chapter 10! This one is kind of a cute one, you really get to see how Draco feels. Thanks for sticking with me through this. I would like some feedback on how everyone feels about this side of Draco and I have an important question at the end of the chapter! Enjoy ;)
Draco
There was no other way to describe how I felt in that moment except terrified. I watched her body convulse on the ground and I knew she was seconds away from death.
"I told you not to breathe," I say into her ear once I reach her. She needed oxygen, now. I hesitated for a moment, there was only one thing I could think of. My lips covered hers and I felt the smooth contours of her lips. I wanted to forget everything and get lost in the moment as I felt her body convulse under mine. Get with it, Draco!
I started to breathe into her, trying to fill her lungs with fresh oxygen. Come on damnit! I wanted to get her breathing a little bit before I tried to apparate her out of here. I continued to provide her with air, until I felt the rise in her chest. That was my cue.
I held onto her tightly as we landed back in Willow's Wake. My lips were still on hers. I could tell myself that it was to make sure she kept breathing, but I knew better. Her eyes fluttered open for a moment and a smile touched her lips. I felt them smirk under mine, and then she was unconscious. I released her mouth and carried her in my arms to the bedroom.
Ah Granger, of all the times I imagined carrying you into bed, I never thought the first time would be like this. I placed her limp body gently down and I went to find the vial of antidote I had taken from Bella. When I returned I tried to get Granger to wake up.
"Granger, I need you to get up," I shook her softly with no avail. I sighed and looked at the bottle. I flipped off the cork capping it and I sipped it. I kept the contents in my mouth and leaned down to place my lips on hers again.
Unconsciously, her lips parted ever so slightly. There was a big enough gap for me to give her the potion. I poured it from my lips to hers, slowly. I dripped the potion in small amounts into her mouth until she ingested it all. I sat at her side her face was calm. The worry that was always present on her face apparently left when she slept.
She looked so at ease, an expression that I never saw on Hermione Granger. I rubbed her cheek with my left hand. I had come so close to losing the one girl who had ever made me feel anything. I could never explain why I cared so deeply for her, but it was evident that I did. I sighed, relieved.
Thank Merlin she was safe.
I wanted nothing more than to sleep and pretend this didn't happen. I wanted to fall into the world that Granger was lost in at the moment. I couldn't though. I looked down at the calm girl next to me. I stroked her hair one last time before I went to stand up.
I went to the Manor briefly to take some more antidote, incase I needed to keep Granger on a regiment of it. After swiping a few bottles that would go unnoticed I heard Aunt Bella talking with giddy delight.
"In just a few more minutes the golden trio will be dead! All I have to do is go and collect their bodies!" She is almost dancing around the foyer. I say nothing and nod curtly leaving. I will not be here when she sees the trio is gone.
Back at the hiding place now, I was reading an old potions book. How my Aunt perfected the gaseous version morticaine still shocked me. I don't understand how she managed it. Just as I started reading about the side effects, I heard a noise from Hermione's room.
I cautiously walked to the door opening it slowly. There she was in all her feminine beauty, thrashing on the bed. I watched her for a moment, heart broken. She looked like she was in pain and as usual all I wanted to do was comfort her.
Fuck it! She almost died and I'm done pretending I don't care. I climbed into bed and wrapped my arms around her.
"Shh, Granger," I said quietly to her. A small whimper escaped her throat and it pulled at something internal within me.
"I'm right here, don't worry. I won't let anything hurt you," I say trying to convince myself just as much as her unconscious body. She was shaking.
Was she crying? Her small frame was shaking as she thrashed around. Was this just a side effect or was she dreaming that badly? Whatever it is, I couldn't help but feel terrible for her.
I rubbed her back, tracing my fingers up and down her spine. When my fingers got to her neck, her whole body visibly tensed. She is always on the defense, even in her sleep. Once she was calm, I decided it was time I try and contact Potter.
As I went to stand up, Granger rolled on top of me. Her right leg was strewn over my abdomen and her right hand was fisted in my t-shirt. This gesture of affection, no matter how small, made me stay there. I didn't want to move. My right arms slid under her neck and wrapped around her shoulders. She nuzzled closely to my chest and for the first time in what felt like an eternity I felt at peace.
If I were to die now at least I'd be happy. Those were the last coherent thoughts I had before I drifted off to sleep. I felt Granger bury her head into my chest, and I fell into the dream world where I so often went to be with Granger. Now she was in my reality, at least for a few minutes.
There you have it! Chapter 10! Hope you enjoyed it. In celebration of the 10th chapter I will be answering reviews if you guys so wish. I really want to know though: How would everyone feel if I killed off a major character? (obviously not Hermione or Draco) let me know! Until next time lovely people- Allie
