Chapter Eight:
I was extremely groggy when I woke next. I could hear voices surrounding me.
"She's waking up," someone said.
I slowly opened my eyes and noticed that A) I was no longer in my home, B) I was surrounded by a sea of red hair, with white, black, and brown sprinkled in, C) I appeared to be in a hospital bed and D) that I could not speak.
"Shhhh," I heard Ron say the farthest from me. "Don't try to speak luv."
"You've been in a coma for a couple of weeks. School starts in a few days. We talked with McGonagall, you'll still get sorted the traditional way, but you and Draco will have your own quarters. Because even if you do get sorted into Slytherin, you would have to remain within 50 ft, and the dorms are too far apart," Hermione said.
"Draco found you slumped over the toilet and unresponsive. He immediately called for his mother before he too, was unconscious," Mrs. Weasley said.
"I immediately apparated the both of you to St. Mungo's and sent an owl to the Burrow."
"I woke up yesterday," Draco said. "I dreamt that our life force was connected. The doctors figure that you were draining me in order to stay alive. You were literally dying of a broken heart."
"Everyone leave the room, let's give Kyleigh time to take everything in," Mr. Weasley said leading everyone but Draco and Ron.
"What….did the….rest of the book...say?" I croaked out.
Draco looked down and said, "It said that we have to have a kid or be actively trying to have a kid within the year or we'll die."
"Never!" I said looking at Ron.
"I can't see you dead," Ron said. "If that means you and Draco have to conceive a child, I can live with that. I can't and won't let you die."
He got up, walked to the edge of my bed, smiling sadly, he said, "I love you. We will find a way to break this, until then, will you promise me that you'll try not to give in and die. Fight for us."
I looked Ron in the face and just stared. I couldn't let another man touch me. Ron and I haven't made love. I didn't want another man getting that opportunity.
"I don't know if I can let another touch me the way you have, much less the way you haven't gotten to."
Draco spoke up, "I will never force myself on you. If that means I have to die, then so be it. I will never force myself on a female."
Ron reached out daring not to touch me, but let me know that he wants to. "If you go, I go."
He looked me in the eyes one last time before turning around and leaving the room.
Draco just stood there and said nothing for a few minutes.
When I was discharged from the hospital, Draco helped me up the stairs to my room, our room now. I noticed that he had moved some of his things into the room.
"I hope you don't mind," he said when he caught me looking.
"It's fine. I mean I didn't expect you to leave everything behind. What are we going to do Draco?" I asked breaking down and crying again.
"We'll take it day by day. Everyone is searching for a counter curse. Even your house-elves. I didn't want this. You're my cousin after all."
"Well, at least we're not blood cousins. That would be too much," I said. Draco had brought his bed and set up his own room. I noticed that he had bought some privacy screens and placed them around his "room".
"I'll give you some privacy now," he said and going into his "room" the privacy screens closing around him completely.
I headed into the bathroom and tried to head towards the shower. My hand started burning and I heard Draco start to say something.
"My bad," I yelled. "The shower is too far from you, I'll just take a bath."
I ran the bath and relaxed.
An idea popped into my head. I immediately conjured up a piece of paper and a pen. I wrote it down and sent it to its intended target.
I climbed into my bed and waited, hoping that my letter made its way. About fifteen minutes later, I heard the door open and footsteps walk towards me.
Ron pulled my curtains open, "Do you mean this?" He had my letter in his hand.
"If I can't touch you, I want to touch myself while you watch," I said, reiterating what I'd written in the letter. I looked him in the eyes as I began playing with my nipples.
I moved back on the bed and put an invisible force field around us. Just in case we couldn't control ourselves and tried to touch each other.
I could feel my pussy getting wet as Ron's eyes roamed my body. I slid my panties aside and slid a finger inside, my eyes never leaving Ron's. I moaned and saw Ron getting hard.
He undid his pants, his cock now free, he began to stroke it.
I slid another finger in my pussy as he started stroking his cock faster. I could feel myself start to cum as I watched him. He reached out and touched the barrier. I reached out, placing my hand over his on my own barrier. We came simultaneously. I leaned up and kissed the barrier, wishing it was his lips I was kissing.
"Kyleigh, luv. I have to go. I can't control myself much longer. I want you in my arms. And don't worry, Damen's fine. Mum's been watching him for you."
He zipped his pants up and got off the bed. He looked back and said, "I love you."
He walked away and out of my room. I got under the blankets and cried myself to sleep.
When I woke up next, Draco had gotten in the bed with me and pulled me in his arms. I slowly crept out from underneath him and sat up. "I'm sorry," I heard him say. "This bloody thing," he held his hand up. "Let's me feel your emotions. And when I touch you, it goes away. Plus, I couldn't bear to hear you cry any longer. You were crying in your sleep."
We still have a few hours until we have to get on the train to head to Hogwarts. I'll let you sleep alone now. He got up and walked towards his bed. I went back to sleep shortly after.
Draco woke me up, "It's time."
I got dressed quickly and set my things to go into my trunk while I was dressing.
I waved my wand and my trunk started floating down the stairs with us.
"Shall we," Draco said grabbing my hand so we could apparate together.
We were on a platform in front of a train when I opened my eyes next. The steam coming from the front, Hogwarts Express, it read.
"Draco!" I heard a squeaky voice say. A pug faced girl ran up and gave Draco a hug, he pushed her off.
"Who is she?" the girl glared at me, noticing how close I was to Draco.
"I'm Kyleigh Lestrange," I told the girl. "And you are?" I returned her glare.
"Pansy. Parkinson," she replied.
Draco ushered us into the train and found us a compartment. He turned around to leave, "Don't go too far," I said holding my left hand up.
"I won't," he mumbled and left.
Ron chose that moment to go by, he saw me and stepped inside, "Hey."
He scuffed his shoes on the floor and looked down, "How'd you sleep? Ever since that day, I can't feel you. How you're feeling, whether or not you're close by, it sucks. I hope we find a counter curse soon."
"I do, too," I didn't say anymore. My resolve was crumbling, I wanted to throw my arms around his neck and kiss him.
I started to do just that when Draco came back with Pansy and a few others.
"Weasel," Pansy said as a greeting, shoving her way into the door.
I balled my hand into a fist, getting ready to knock her in her face. "It's okay, luv," I heard Ron say, "old habits die hard." Ron ducked out of the compartment and left.
"The Weasleys are our friends now," Draco told Pansy. "Kyleigh, this is Goyle and Blaise."
I waved hello and scooted over to let our new companions sit down.
Draco squeezed my leg and leaned into me, "I know this isn't where you want to be, but do you think Ron would want you sulking or starting something on your first day?"
Pansy just glared at me, Goyle and Blaise were eyeballing Draco's hand on my thigh.
I grabbed a book and tuned everyone and everything out.
When the train had finally stopped, everyone began piling out of the compartment, Draco and I stayed behind. Ron came in with us while the train emptied.
"Ready for your first day, luv?" Ron asked. He started to grab my hand, but put it in his robes.
"As I'll ever be," I mumbled and walked out the door.
I grabbed my trunk and hopped off the train. A carriage pulled up to escorts us to Hogwarts, "What are they?" I asked Ron.
He began explaining about thestrals.
I looked at his face, trying to imprint every last freckle in my mind. Ron caught me staring and I smiled. We reached out and held out hands and inch apart from the others.
"We'll figure this out," Ron said as we came to a stop once more. Ron got out and started to help me out, before he realized it, he had touched my robe.
We froze at the contact and I squeezed my eyes shut.
"I'm going to let go now, I think I'll be okay since it wasn't skin to skin contact," Ron breathed and I could slowly feel the pressure around my wrist loosen.
Draco and pulled me back and hugged me as I cried. That was so close.
"Ron, we can't be around each other any more. I can't risk that happening again. Please," I couldn't get any more out and I felt Draco lead me out of the carriage.
I heard Ron's soft reply, "I know. I thought I could control myself, but my body is automatically drawn to yours."
I heard his footsteps and collapsed to the ground.
When we made our way into the castle, Headmistress McGonagall had Draco wait with me and the first years.
When we walked into the Great Hall along with the first years, everyone stopped what they were doing.
It was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. McGonagall walked up to her podium and said, "As some of you know, Ms. Lestrange here," I heard a few gasps, "has transferred from Ilvermorny. She will be sorted just like the first years."
She finished her speech and looked at me. I walked forwards and let her place an old hat on my forehead.
"Ah, another Lestrange. Let's dig around in this brain of yours, you're not like the others in your family… from the United States… well, that explains it….you've got a pretty good mind, bravery beyond measure... and I just can't sort you into anything other than SLYTHERIN!"
The hat said the last bit out loud and Draco and I walked over to Slytherin's table. I could see Ron, Harry, Ginny, and Hermione clapping along with a few others I had met.
I heard whispering as well, Of course the sorting hat put her in Slytherin…. She must be like the rest of her family… Why would McGonagall allow her here?
I tuned out the whispering and watched the rest of the sorting.
When the feast was over, McGonagall called us over to her, "Miss Lestrange, Mr. Malfoy."
We walked over and saw Hermione standing near her. "Now, your situation has put us in a predicament. Miss Granger here is to be Head Girl, and Mr. Malfoy, Head Boy, but since neither of you can be farther than 50 ft from each other, I've had to make an exception to Heads only duties. You, Miss Lestrange shall be a Slytherin Prefect, and will accompany Mr. Malfoy during his duties. I have also added a third room to the Heads quarters. Unfortunately, many of the ancient blood magic books were either destroyed or stolen during the first Wizarding War and we're having a hard time getting the location of the books out of the remaining Death Eaters that are in Azkhaban.
"Now, I shall show you to your dorm. All of the teachers know about your proximity issues, so there are some classes that you will have to attend that you won't actually be in."
McGonagall went on to explain what their duties were as I looked about the castle.
Once inside our dorm, I ran to one of the bedrooms that were together and went inside, locking the door.
I ignored the burning in my hand as I walked to my restroom and began drawing a bath.
I took my razor apart and said, "Engorgio."
The single blade I had in my hand grew big enough that I could use it. I tried to cut my ring finger off, I heard the bathroom door slam open and Draco ripped the razor blade from my hand.
"Never. Do. That. Again," he said through clenched teeth and I noticed that he was bleeding exactly where I was.
"I'm sorry," I hung my head and sunk deeper into the tub.
(A/N: I'm not sure if I like where I went with this, so please give me some feedback! Even if it's negative. :D)
