A/N: Oh yeah! The ninth chapter in my story! Sorry it took so long. ( to me a couple days is like two months of not writing for my fanfic. Yes I know, I'm very dedicated. This takes place the homework I never recieve from my teachers.) Ok anyway, this chapter is in Draco's point of view. I was originally going to just have Rogue wake up and blah, blah, blah etc. But I then had a crazy idea. How fun would it be to do a Draco point of view for what his life is like between Rogue going unconscious and then coming back! Ok fine not a lot of humor in this chapter. More tragedy. Sorry for shortness and confusion in what might be happening inside Draco's head. On with the reading and the blah, blah, blah etc.
Disclaimer: Damnit I give up.
-Chapter 9
Draco's point of view:
I walked through the halls of the passing days that seemed like years. I had felt horrible for what I had done to my sweet Rogue. I remember everyone's stunned faces. The crowding of her body. The angered faces that starred at me, the person who sent the pain to her directly. I remember her being carried to the hospital wing by Professor Snape, who up till now had been lenient on me in class.
Now, everyone hated me for everything I had done. Even my fellow Slytherins hated me. I had gone insane that night, going out at night, just to talk to portraits for advice or to talk to her body in the third bed from Neville who seemed to be a constant visitor of the wing of the castle. I hardly bathed myself anymore and rarely combed my hair. I was lucky that Rogue's friend, Craven, woke me up to get dressed in the mourning. I was on the verge of being more like my father than before.
I was colder than ever, snapping at people, rude to my teachers and even gripping at my owl. I couldn't control myself. I couldn't eat without seeing her at least once everyday. I was insane but Madame Pomfry seemed to understand my position. She let me in at night and even during classes. She even promised to alert me the minute my vampire came back from unconsciousness. And everyday I wished for that to happen. To be paged to go to the hospital wing to see my cold angel once again. But it never did.
Today was just another visit. I needed to see her perfect face before I went to lunch. Every line. Every detail that made up herself. I only wished I could see the inside too. I also felt the need to apologize again.
I approached the door, hoping Madame Pomfry would let me in for another visit. Before the door was opened, I checked myself over, making sure I looked suitable. Ok at least I was wearing clothing. Or what seemed to be the remains.
The door then opened and I walked in, seeing my girl for the first time today. Still not awake.
A/N: So! What'd you think!?!?! I know I know it was spectacular, wonderful, amazing! (Goes on and on with different things to describe the awesome story) Ok fine just tell me in a review and get it over with.