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JK Rowling: Do you like donuts? Delicious donuts? Then you deserve, a delicious donut!

Me: I'm not so sure about donuts, but I LOOOOVE Draco Malfoy! I wanna MARRY HIM!

JK Rowling: UH UHHHH! He's MIIIIINE! If anybody has the right to marry him, it would be ME! I'm happily married, though, so I don't think I'll be doing that... Oh, and don't you even THINK about laying a finger on ANY of my other characters, either! In fact, everything in this except for the plot is mine, pretty much!

Me: Fiiiiine... Sorry, JK... Can you not sue me? I loooove you? :)

Chapter 10

Narcissa POV

"Draco, Draco!" I sobbed quietly, sitting in the barely occupied, stained glass chapel.

A pang of regret stabbed my heart as I looked around; all of Draco's friends were at St. Mungo's with Hermione, though I understood the importance of them being there. Why lose a life to mourn one?

Hermione needs to be surrounded by all her loved ones...too bad that my son isn't there...he could've saved her, most definitely...

Another piteous wail escaped my lips. I buried my head in my hands and sobbed. Lucius couldn't even attend! The rest of my family had been taken away from me, as well. I was all alone. My pureblooded, stuck up family was gone. Regret hit me then; how could I have let Lucius instill such horrid morals in my only child? I could almost hear Draco, hear him begging me to help him.

Hang on. Hear him? I thought, raising my head so quickly that I nearly had whiplash.

"HELP!" A muffled, male voice called with an accompanying pounding.

I jumped out of the pew, scaring the pastor while he numbly made the same speech he did for every other departed soul. Struggling with the coffin lid, I finally managed to pry it open, gasping with relief when my son -my son!- blinked from the bright light that suddenly assaulted his retinas.

Pulling him from his once final resting place with all my strength, I crushed him to me. "DRACO! H-how? My son! Oh, I love you, Draco!"

He wrapped his arms around me, planting a kiss on my cheek. "I'm okay mum, I'm okay." He said soothingly, rubbing my back. He suddenly tensed. "But I won't be for long if I don't get to Hermione! How far away is St. Mungos? Can we apparate there?"

Without questioning, I grabbed his hand, striding powerfully down the hallway like I'd been raised to. "We can't apparate, but we can floo! There's a house down the street with a large fireplace, I think, and I have a bit of floo power in my bag. Hurry, Draco!" I handed him the power, gesturing to the destination with one free hand.

He ran up ahead, reaching the house and banging on the door, revealing Mathilda Bagshot, an old friend of mine. I watched his eager face from afar, then averted my gaze to the heavens.

"Thank you, thank you!" I sobbed again, though this time out of happiness. A miracle was very rare, but a miracle it had been.

Draco POV

As I exited the flames and entered St. Mungos, I immediately ran to the desk, my legs a little stiff from being...dead...

"Hey! Watch where you're going, psycho!" A voice called out from behind me. I nonchalantly waved at them, and continued pushing through the crowd to get to the reception desk.

"I...need...to...see...Hermione...Granger...right...NOW!" I panted, slamming my hand on the table and demanding all of the lazy receptionist's attention. She looked at me, bored, but handed me a slip of paper with the information. "Thank-thank...you..."

I pelted towards the lifts, only to see an "OUT OF ORDER" sign taunting me in orange letters.

"WHHHYYYYYY!" I screamed, aghast, dropping to my knees. Alma must've been having quite an amazing time watching this little soap opera unfold... "I have to run up seven flights of stairs! Alma!" I cursed, darting away, heavily breathing.

Each marble block was my enemy as I stomped my way to Hermione's room.

Only two more flights, only two more flights! Come on Draco! I encouraged myself silently, finally reaching the last flight.

My energy was completely gone. I nearly crawled up the last obstacle, wheezing and spluttering away. If I wasn't careful, a healer or two might think that I needed medical attention.

I shoved the door out of the way, happily taking in the seventh floor. I looked at my watch, realizing that I still had fifteen minutes. Pacing myself was my worst decision yet. Why?

Well, it might be due to the humongous amount of people who had just bursted through random ward doors, forming conga lines and blowing through kazoos. "HAPPY UNICORN APPRECIATION DAY!" (#1) A hundred voices called to each other at once, causing me to drop my jaw. Some healers carried unicorn shaped pinatas, though how hitting unicorns with a stick was appreciative, I have no idea!

"GET OUT OF MY WAY!" I bellowed breathlessly, shoving random unicorn-lovers away from me as I plowed through the partying hospital corridor. As I made my way, I was almost hit by a blindfolded pinata-partygoer three times!

"A HOSPITAL, YOU FREAKS! THIS IS A HOSPITAL!" I shouted loudly. I decided to play up people's sympathy, so I inhaled deeply. "MY GIRLFRIEND IS DYYYYING! MOOOOOOOOOOOVE!"

You could've heard a pin drop...for real! Everyone turned to stare at me before a healer nearby tapped my shoulder, asking which room she was in. The crowd parted like the Red Sea, making a clear, human pathway to Hermione. "Thank you!" I said at a normal volume, smiling gratefully at everyone. As the door to Hermione's room closed, I heard whispered mumblings.

"Was that really Draco Malfoy? As in Lucius Malfoy's son?"

"He has a girlfriend? The only girl in that room is...Hermione Granger?"

The room was nearly as crowded as the corridor had been! About twenty people were all crammed into the small space; A sea of red hair alerted me to the Weasley family's presence, and I also saw a few schoolmates as well. All of them were staring at me, mouths open, eyes bugging out of sockets.

Oh, yeah...I was supposed to be dead...

"Um, hi..." I said pathetically, weakly smiling. "I'll-I'll explain everything later, but right now I need to see Hermione...as in, right now! It's extremely important!"

The oceans parted again, and I gained access to my girlfriend-finally!

Careful to avoid all the wires and beeping machines, I pressed my newly-alive lips to Hermione's still ones, hoping desperately for some response.

Nothing came...

A few tense minutes passed, then suddenly, something happened...

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Aaah, lovely suspense! :)

Next chapter will most likely be the last! Thank you for reading this sequel and whatnot!

Also (#1), it is for REAL "Unicorn Appreciation Day," or so said Facebook. So in that case, go hug a unicorn or something, but don't hit them with pinata sticks, okay? :P

Thanks! Oh, and happy belated Easter! Hope you all had a lovely break! He is risen! :)

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