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For the next couple of weeks Draco spent every moment of his free time in the hospital wing with Hermione. She was steadily getting closer to being able to leave. Since that first night, she and Draco had had several long, drawn out conversations about the past six years. About why Draco had harassed her for so long.
How, after all the years he'd spent being taught that anyone who wasn't pureblood, and rich, was just scum. But as Draco spent more time with Hermione, he realized that everyone who'd said a bad thing against her, including himself, were the real scum. So needless to say, Draco had apologized many different times to her, ever time they talked.
One of Hermione's favorite memories of this was one night about a week after her attack;
Draco was sitting in the chair by her bed, they'd been discussing different books, both muggle and magically written. Hermione couldn't believe that Draco would even know who people like Jane Austin and Phyllis Whitney were, let alone the many incredible books they'd written.
"so what's your favorite novel by Jane Austin?" he'd said
Hermione took her time to think and her answer surprised him," my favorite is Pride and Prejudice"
When Draco didn't launch into his usual critique or agreement with her opinion, Hermione looked up at him. His eyes had clouded over and he looked extremely sad.
"what's wrong, Draco?"
When Draco answered his voice was rough with grief,"im so sorry Hermione, I really am. Do you understand how much like Mr. Darcy I've been towards you?"
Hermione was, to say the least, shocked. She hadn't been expecting for their conversation to go from light ranting to serious apologies. But she surprised them both by smiling at him," you know Draco, Mr. Darcy saw the errors of his ways in the end…and so have you, it looks like."
When Draco looked up she was still smiling, and it was then, when he slowly smiled back at her, that it hit her; she was in love with him.
End memory
Hermione mentally shook herself back to reality as she sat up in her bed, gingerly avoiding the many scrapes, bruises, and cuts she still had. Though she was happy to be able to use her arm and leg again. Another twenty minutes later, Draco came through the hospital wing door, and headed straight for her bed, but Hermione's smile faded when she saw his face, something was wrong.
Draco didn't wait for her to ask what was wrong, he started talking before he was half-way to her bed.
"Hermione, did you know why Danielle moved to Hogwarts is because my family, and her's, wants us to get married this summer. I don't want to have anything to do with her, but she won't leave me alone and my father is owling me so much, I cant even sleep at sorry, but I have to stop this, I have to stop coming to see you." and with that drao turned and ran out of the hospital wing.
Hermione didn't know what to say or do, her mind had gone completely numb. It felt like her heart had been ripped from her chest, and she'd been left to pick up the pieces. She couldn't move, she couldn't even make herself lay down ad curl into a ball. She just sat there, with tears pouring down her face until, after about an hour or so, Harry and Ron burst through the doors and ran over to her.
Hermione was still to upset to even notice them, and after several minutes of trying to get her to move, they yelled for madam promfry. But after the matron couldn't get her to respond to her, she called the headmaster.
Dumbledore didn't know what to expect when he entered the hospital wing, but what he saw thoroughly shocked him. Hermione was still sitting,unmoving,in her hospital ,ron,and madam promfry were all hovering around, trying to get her to respond to them.
After a few minutes of watching their failed attempts, he told everyone to get out. After much arguing they left. And when they were gone, he pulled out his wand. He did several complicated movements and said something in a weird language. Then he stowed his wand in his robes and waited.
When Hermione got grip over her thoughts enough to realize her surroundings, she was shocked to find that professor Dumbledore was sitting in the chair by her bed, calmly watching her.
"hello .I understand that you were extremely upset today because of what is going on between and ."
Hermione,for some reason, felt extremely calm. And she even found she was able to speak without going berserk, "yes headmaster. You see, I think I might be in love with Draco. But how can anything happen if he has to get married to Danielle?" she put her head in her hands and sighed. She couldn't believe she'd believed something could've happened between them.
When Dumbledore didn't answer her after a minute, she looked up at him. He had a tear in his eye and a small, sad smile on his face.
"Hermione, can I tell you a story?"
Hermione was confused, but she nodded her head and waited for him to start speaking again.
"when I was in my 6th year here, at Hogwarts. I fell in love with a girl in hufflepuff house. She was smart, funny, and she always made me feel like I was more than just brains. Her name was Allison hart, but everyone called her alli. She was my best friend and so much more back then.
But one day, she came to me in tears and explained that she couldn't be my friend anymore. She didn't tell me why, but after that I never spoke to her again. I realized later her father had arranged a mirrage between her and another boy in her house. I didn't even tell her how I felt. I never fought for her, and I wake up every day wondering what would have happened had I fought for her." when Dumbledore was done speaking, the silence that grew between them was serene.
Hermione knew what Dumbledore was telling her, and at that moment, she decided she was going to fight. She hugged-actually hugged- Dumbledore and spent the next couple of days developing a plan.
When Hermione was released back to classes, she was changed. her hair wasn't frizzy and out of control anymore, her teeth were perfect, and she even started dressing different. With a special note to the faculty from Dumbledore, Hermione was allowed to abandon her school uniform, and she even started wearing make up.
The first day Hermione walked into her potions class, the whole room grew incredibly silent. She looked around nonchalantly and had to bite her lip to keep from smirking at the look on Draco's face. Yeah, it was going to work.
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