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ThexHallowsxGirl

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Ch 11. Mad about you

Hermione was beyond worrying. Not only was Draco losing his mind, he was losing control of his magic!

They had been walking on the path and with every single step the cool, sophisticated blond was turning in Lockheart after the botched memory spell. He had started to sing and mumble; his magic crackled around him unchecked, almost hitting her a few times. It pulsed thickly around him, bathing his form in blue.

"Moiny, baloney do you like to use those thingys, you know, the red thingys?" He asked her, spinning around her like a top.

"No, Draco I don't." His face fell. "That's to bad, we could have used one and then a taxi could have picked us up." Draco spun some more, now singing about a bunny hitting field mice.

"Little bunny Fu Fu hopping through the forest, snatching up some field mice and bopping them on the head! Down came the good fairy and she said, Little bunny Fu Fu, I don't want to see you scooping up those field mice and bopping them on the head!" He stopped blond brow furrowed in confusion.

" Herm, why would a bunny be socking mice? That's just silly. Do you think they took his carrots? If I was a bunny and someone took my carrots I would bop them on the head too…but then again I don't like carrots." Suddenly a pile of carrots plopped from the ceiling.

"Agh! Carrots! The weather is being tricky!" Hermione choked on a sob. She was feeling helpless and stupid. When the blond wasn't looking, Hermione had tried some small healing and calming spells hoping to rain in Draco mind but her efforts were fruitless. He was drifting into his mind to quickly and Hermione feared that if she didn't get him out of this blasted tunnel to Saint Mungo's soon, Draco would be lost forever.

Speaking of forever, when were they going to get to the fucking portkey? It felt like they had been walking (or in Draco's case, skipping, falling, tripping and spinning) for days. A tingling sensation shot down Hermione's spine. Draco raw blue magic whipped around like a tiny tornado, yet not a single rock or particle of dust lifted off the ground.

"Some ones he-re." Draco said in a sing-song voice.

"What do you mean 'some ones here'?" Hermione asked raising her wand and faced behind her.

"Wow…so many magic." Draco flicked his tongue at the air in a snake like manor. "I can taste them. I like some but there's one I don't like. Too…salty, bitter like suffocation. It's mad. I like the one that taste like coffee and wind. Power and freedom."

"Lets go Draco." Hermione pulled on his arm leading him further down the path at a run now. She didn't know if he really could 'taste' magic but she wasn't going to chance running into the wizard who 'tasted' like suffocation. Draco giggled, swinging their linked arms in a child like act.

"Why are we running so fast? I know your trying to be a broom! I think you should be something much prettier then a broom. Hey, Herm's…do you want to ride on my broom stick?" Draco giggled again, tripping over his own feet. Even in this situation Hermione found herself smiling at the poorly made pick up line.

"Does the magic taste closer?" She asked over her shoulder. He stuck out his pink tongue and swiped at the air.

"Bits and pieces." He said. "But so does the coffee one. Oh! I taste caramel, roses, spring water, and firer crackers. They taste close too." They two skitter down an unexpected slope into a wide chamber.

It reminded Hermione of the Chamber of Secrets. Large ornate snake sculptures lined the cobble stonewalls. A glass path hovered over black water that covered the floor. At the very end, thank fucking Merlin, was a pedestal with a glass snake curled up on it. It had to be the porkey.

"Guess what Draco!" The blond wizard cocked his head at the brunet witch.

"What?"

"We are going home!" Hermione squeezed his hand and pulled him forward.

"Oh no you are not you filthy mudblood!" Hermione ducked down just in time as a curse flew over her head. She threw a blasting charm over she shoulder and ran toward the snake. The ass that threw the first curse, leviosaed the snake before smashing it against the wall. The green colored glass shattered and Hermione cursed. Fuck! Was she a bloody witch or not! She could have accioed the damn thing and they could have gotten out of this shit. She spun on her heel, facing their attacker.

A pale skinny, form stood shaking with rage. Brown, dull hair hung limp around a horse-ish face.

"Nott?" Draco asked surprising Hermione at the clarity of his voice.

"Yes Draco." Nott hissed. "You should have know I would have been the one to take revenge against you for you failures, your father was with me but then he…" Nott's gaze lingered on Hermione. "Slipped up and dragged some mud in. I had to let him go in the end." He sneered at Draco, showing off yellowing teeth.

"Now I will killed you and use the mudblood to get to Potter." Hermione threw back her head and laughed.

"Ya right Nott! Like I would let you do any of-CONFUNDUS!" She cast the charm half way through her sentence to throw him off and it worked…sort of. He blocked it last minute and fired a cure at her. Hermione pushed Draco behind her to shield him and continued to fire and block curses and charms.

"Coffee!" Draco yelled, startling Hermione.

"Nott! Put down your wand, right now!" Commanded a familial voice.

"Harry!" Hermione yelled happily, Nott snarled.

"The one and only. Now Nott, what is a son of a bitch like you doing in a hell hole like this?" The dark haired man flicked his wand and Nott went soaring across the room. With a painful thud the Death Eater slammed into a carved snake with enough force to crack it. Blood trickled down the side of his mouth. Nott began to laugh. The crazed sound bounced off the walls.

"Oh, Potter. How did you get in here? I set the wards myself not to let anyone in or out. …Unless…" Nott frowned, making his face even uglier. "You are a luckily bastard, you know. There is a gap when I apparate that someone can get in." Harry grinned.

"What can I say? I'm just that good." Harry said making a mock bow.

"Where is the dream team Potty?"

"They were here but I sent them back to get the other Aurors. You're going to be put away for a very long time ass hole." Nott giggled, smiling at Harry.

"Potter, you are not coming out of this alive, you, the mudblood or that sorry piece of shit standing behind it." The he hissed something and the black water rippled. Pale disfigured bodies welled up from the surface. Draco started screaming when he saw them, falling to his knees, spazing like he was getting electrocuted. His magic surged like a bubble then popped and repeated.

"Attack!" Nott screeched over the sounds of magic and man breaking. Spells and bodies crushed together. Mashing and blending, making it almost impossible to tell who was who. Some how Harry found his way to Hermione who was still protecting the crazed blond wizard. Harry sliced the row of inferi surrounding his friend.

"Moine! Are you ok!" He shouted over the wails of the bodies. Magic couldn't kill them, only hold them off or slow them down.

"I'm fine! It's Draco!" More screams, more spells.

"I can tell! He looks like shit! Hermione, I'm going to do something crazy!"

"Don't you always?" Harry grinned.

"I'm going to use the magic pouring from Malfoy."

"NO!" Hermione objected. "That's too dangerous! Harry, he's passed his breaking point! Don't push him further down the hole." She pleaded but Harry shook his head. They dodged other curse, looking too much like the killing curse for comfort.

"I have too Hermione, even I need help ever once and awhile."

"Then why the fuck did you send everyone any." Harry's cheeks were bright red, flushed from embarrassment and exestuation.

"I didn't think he would have an inferi army in tow." Harry flexed his hand in the air, catching the magic pulsing from the now unconscious wizard. Using it like a whip, Harry struck down all the inferi in one swipe of his hand. Draco's magic sunk into the raven's skin, making the 'Chosen One' glow the same unearthly blue Draco was before. Nott screeched like a banshee.

"PRAT! HOW DARE YOU! I AM GOING TO KILL YOU ONCE AND FOR ALL!" Nott raised his wand only to have it knocked out of his hand by Harry's borrowed magic. The wild magic extended beyond Harry's out stretched arm. It wrapped around the protesting Death Eater. Nott squealed like pig when the raw energy toughed his flesh; the magic burning his skin. With in seconds, Nott's body became a pile of ash.

Harry scooped up Draco's body and wrapped an arm around Hermione. With the figural tug at the naval, they apparated out.

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"Hello Miss Granger. How are you today?" Hermione smiled at nurse. Becky

"I'm good and please call me Hermione. Being called 'Miss' makes me feel like I'm back at school." The nurse chucked.

"Sure thing Mis-I mean, Hermione. So is our pesky patient still being difficult? It was Hermione's turn to chuckle.

"It a way he is, still clings on to me but at lest he stopped following me to the bathroom." After Harry had gotten them out of the Malfoy Manor Draco had been taken to Saint Mungos. They had to perform magic binding spells along with mind and body healing spells. Hermione was in their care for a week; Draco had been in for now five months.

At first he was unresponsive. Barley blinking, hardly eating and the scariest was when he just stopped breathing. They were being to believe he would never get better, until Hermione touched him. His eye's had snapped open, darting around until he focused on her face. Then he smiled. Smiled! Before passing out. That day forth Hermione visited him but soon the five hour visits were not enough and Draco began to beg her to stay. He couldn't talk in complete sentences only saying 'Safe, safe, safe, you, safe, safe'. After he blew up a heart monitor because some nurse pulled Hermione from the room was Hermione allowed to stay over night.

Draco was recovering quicker with Hermione there and Hermione didn't mind being there with him. They had gotten a private room and two very plush beds, not that Draco ever used his. Some how he always was in hers when she woke up and today was no different. Draco had wrapped his body snuggly around hers. Nose and hand planted in her short, brown hair, leg draped over her waist while the other arm clutched her slim waist.

"Mister Malfoy, wake up. Time to take your morning potions." The wizard grumbled, turning his head to nuzzle Hermione ear.

"They taste like dragon dung." He muttered in her hair.

"Draco! That's not very nice!"

"Well it not nice to wake me, got you." He gave her waist a little squeeze.

"That was a vey good sentence Mister Malfoy. You are doing much better at string your words together." Becky smiled at the face he pulled.

"Don't lie. When they get bigger sound like a bloody Gryffindor when crush."

"Hey! I'm a bloody Gryffindor!" Draco hummed in the back of his throat and lightly bit her ear lobe.

"My lion." Hermione blushed at the words but the nurse didn't laugh, just placed the tray on the nightstand and told Hermione to make sure that he took the vials.

"Come on grouchy, time for your meds." The blond moaned but did as she said, swallowing them with a grimiest. He always took them when Hermione told him to. They took their usual seats, by the picture window. Draco tugged Hermione into his lap, placing a kiss on her neck. Another nurse brought them breakfast and they were halfway threw their muffins when the door to their room burst open.

"Moine! I just heard you were in here-Bloody hell!" Hermione choked on the piece of pastry in her mouth when she landed eyes on her ex-boyfriend. Ron Weasley's face was a bright cherry red, clashing with his equally bright hair. He stood gapping at them; she was still perched on Draco's lap.

"What do you want Weasel." Draco drawled, sounding more like his old self then ever. Ron sputtered.

"What do I- my girlfriend-with the ferret!" Hermione frown at him.

"Ron I am not your girlfriend. I have not been for quite a while now."

"Come on Moine, you know that I love you." Draco snarled at that, wrapping a possessive arm around her middle. The red hair strode over to them and ripped her out of Draco's arms. "Come home with me, where you belong." He lead down and kissed her. A breeze alerted Hermione that Draco had just thrown her ex off her. Draco stood in front of her, magic vibrating around him.

"Don't. Touch." He growled at Ron. Ron snarled at him whipping out his wand.

"Yes Malfoy! Don't! Touch! Come on Hermione lets go!" Hermione sighed and walked around Draco. He caught her hand as she passed him, grey eyes wide with confusion.

"Herm?" He whispered. She shook her head and gently pulled her hand out of his. She walked up to Ron. He smiled smugly at the blond who looked like he was going to cry.

"Oh, Ron…" She gave him a hug but before he could hug her back she pushed back.

"You really are slow aren't you? I'm not going back to you. No, I have some one ten times the man you ever will be." She patted his face, which was frozen with shock.

"Now, get your ass out of my sight before I hex your dick to turn a ghastly shade of green when ever you try to have sex." With that she pushed him out the door and locked it. She did even turn back around before she got scooped up into Draco's arms.

"Tought leaf base-yard Weasley yoo." Hermione knew how upset he truly was by how much he butchered his words and the shaking of his arms.

"No, hon. I like ferrets more then weasels any day." Draco carried her back to bed and wouldn't let her go for the rest of the day.

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It had taken Draco a full year to regain his former self thou he would never be quite the same. He was still jumpy in the dark and when he was upset he had a hard time making understandable sentences but that was nothing because he had the girl he always wanted with him. He smiled down at his sleeping girlfriend and snuggled closer. They were together now two years and it had been the best years of his life. Harry and the rest of Hermione's friends supported them, much to Draco surprise. He had thought for sure they would have wanted her to be with the Weasel. When he had blurted that out they had laughed at him

"That's rich mate." Harry had said clapping a hand on his shoulder. "He may have been one of my best mates in school but no one, no one hurts my Miony and gets a second shot at it." Draco had shivered at the words. He didn't remember much about what happened in the tunnel but Hermione had told him that Harry had turned Nott into dust. Harry may be called 'Golden' but he had a lot more dark in him then light.

Hermione moaned in her sleep, rolling over curling into his side. He smiled wider and threaded his fingers in her short, soft hair. He couldn't wait for her to wake, in fact why should he? Draco pushed her off him and straddled her hips. Draco placed soft kisses on her eyelids, cheeks, and forehead, down her neck to nibble on her collarbone. She arched against him, breathing heavily when he bit down on the tender spot where her neck meets her shoulder.

"Dra-co!" She groaned. He looked up to meet her hazel eyes dark with arousal.

"Mmm, good your up…I have a question for you love"

"Wha?" She asked slightly out of breath. Draco smirked his famous Malfoy smirk.

"Love." Kiss. "Will" Kiss. "You." Kiss. "Marry me?" She froze under him.

"Did you just? Are you? Really!" Draco laughed, reaching for the ring box he hind under his pillow. Pulling out the box Draco rose to one knee, looking down at the girl who completed his world and asked again.

"Hermione Jean Granger, will you marry me?" Tears welled in her eyes before he gave a slow nod.

"Yes. Oh Merlin yes!"

"Who's this Merlin bloke? I'm the one who asked you." Draco fake pouted but smiled when Hermione's lips crashed on to his. Ah yes, this is where he wanted to be.

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Fin 3

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