Chapter 11
Molly ran to him and tried to see what kind of wound he had on his chest that made him bleed so much. She tried to take off his shirt but he wouldn't allow it so Harry and Sirius tried to hold him down so Molly could take a good look at it. That seemed to anger him even more because before anyone could react, Draco punched Harry straight in the nose and yelled:
"It's not my blood…Please jut help her! Please…"
Draco had tears on his face and everyone turned to the motionless body that was lying just besides him. George was the only one that managed to gather enough courage to turn the person around so they could look and see who was hurt. Hermione was in bad shape. There was a big cut on her stomach that was probably the cause to all that blood on Draco's shirt and her arms were covered in smaller scratches that didn't look half as bad as that big nasty cut that just kept bleeding. Molly didn't know what to do. She knew how to cure her but she didn't know if she should, after all, she was a Death Eater and that huge mark on her arm was a vivid proof of that. Sirius didn't seem to have nearly as many doubts as she had. He pushed everyone away and carried Hermione inside. Harry helped Draco up and followed them inside as did George and Fred. Ron didn't agree with that so he just stood outside. He couldn't believe that they were actually taking care of a Death Eater.
Once inside, Sirius began to do everything that he could remember to help her. He would never forgive himself if something happened to her. He was doing everything on his own. Molly still didn't know if she should help someone that worked for the Dark Lord and many people there seemed to agree with her. Harry didn't know what to think and Draco was too weak to do anything other than just stare at everything that was going on.
Suddenly, Fred and George pushed everyone away and began to help Sirius with whatever he needed. The girl that was bleeding to death on their couch was like a little sister to all of them and they didn't want to carry her death in their conscience forever. They didn't want her to be the first one to die on this war. They didn't want her to die and they were both sure that Harry didn't want that either, even though he was doing nothing to help.
It took them more than half an hour to stabilize her but she seemed to be recovering, even though it was a very slow recovery.
Ron finally walked inside but made his way to his bedroom without even glancing in Hermione's direction and Ginny did the same.
Harry took Draco to one of the bedrooms and tried to make the boy talk because he hadn't said a word after he had screamed that it was not his blood.
He made him sit down on one of the beds and sat on a chair near said bed.
"What happened to her? Sirius said that he had seen you and Hermione with Bellatrix before we rescued him…"
Draco looked at Harry with a look of pure sadness on his eyes.
"She fought against her mother. She managed to knock Bellatrix off her broom but Greyback showed up just when we were flying away from that place and managed to hit her. I grabbed her just as she was about to fall on the floor and I tried to stop the bleeding but I couldn't. I was afraid that it would be too late when we got here…"
As soon as those words left his mouth, George walked in the room and sat next to Draco.
"Did she actually kill her mother?"
Draco shook his head. "No, I think that another Death Eater helped her before she hit the ground. How is she?"
George sighed. "Sirius said that we shouldn't get our hopes high. It was a big cut and she lost a lot of blood. Her temperature is very high and we can't bring it down no matter what we do. We just have to wait and see what happens…"
Harry closed his eyes to stop the tears that were threatening to fall. He couldn't lose her. He couldn't lose his little sister. He couldn't lose the girl that was like family to him. He couldn't let her die thinking that he hated her. He just couldn't live with that thought. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Draco had his closed but there were still tears on his face.
He couldn't believe that he could actually lose her. Draco felt sick just thinking about that. He loved her and she was lying on a couch fighting for her life because she had tried to save him. He would never be able to move on if something were to happen to her.
Sirius walked in the room with a look of sadness that matched the boy's own looks. He put his hand on his pocket and took two pieces of paper out of it. One had Harry's name written on it and the other on had Draco's name. He handed them to both boys and left the room, followed by George.
Harry opened his letter and immediately realized that it was a letter from Hermione. He could tell that it was her handwriting.
Dear Harry,
I hope that you receive this letter and I hope that you actually take your time to read it because there are a few things that you need to know. If Sirius was the one to give you this letter, then that means that I'm probably dead by now. I don't know if that affects you but I'm almost sure that it doesn't because I'm nothing but a traitor. I'm not going to say that that is a lie. The only reason why I'm writing this is because I'm almost sure that I'll die tonight and I need to go with my conscience clean.
I need you to know that I never shared any of our talks or plans with Voldemort. No matter how bad you think I am, I would never do that to you.
Sirius will help you to find all the Hocruxes and will help you to destroy the one that brought so much fear to our World. Harry, believe me when I say that on the day that you destroy him (and I'm sure that you will) I'll be right there next to you jumping in pure joy even if I'm nothing but a ghost by then.
As I said before, I have no idea if you'll ever read this letter but if you ever decide to do it, I want you to know that my loyalty has always belonged to you and the Order.
I'm sure that Sirius will eventually tell you why I've done this but give him some time because I'm sure that he won't be able to talk about it anywhere near the time of my death.
Please know that you've been like a brother to me ever since you and Ron saved me from that troll on our first year.
Best wishes,
Hermione
Harry couldn't stop his tears by the time that he was done. It was a goodbye letter. She knew that her chances of making it to the Burrow alive were next to none but she had still risked her own life to save Sirius. She was still his little sister.
Draco opened his letter and immediately recognized Hermione's handwriting.
Dear Draco,
I know that you hate me right now and I can't honestly blame you for it. I've written this letter over twenty times and it still doesn't feel right to me because there are so many things that I want to share with you. I shouldn't even try because I'm not sure if you'll ever read this but the thought that one day you might read this and forgive me gives me the peace of mind that I need.
I'll probably be dead by the time that you read this but I can still say goodbye, right?
There are so many things that I want to tell you that I don't even know where to start. I guess that I should probably start with my walls. I know that it sound extremely silly but I finally managed to make my mom paint them back as they were before. Well, technically, I painted them but she is still okay with it. I have that picture of us that we took last Christmas on top of my nightstand so you're the last thing that I see before I fall asleep. I know that it sound really silly but it helps to know that I get to see you every single night before I fall asleep, fully aware that I'll probably never see you again.
Well, enough the depressing stuff. I have a something to ask you to do. Please help Harry to destroy the one that ruined our lives during so many years. I will not ask you to revenge my death because it sounds like a cliché to me and because I brought it on my own.
I feel like this letter is getting too long and even thought I still have many things left to say, I need to cut this short.
I know that I don't have the right to ask you to promise me this but I'd like to think that you would. I want you to be happy, Draco. Do whatever you need to do during this war but don't regret anything. If you need to kill someone in order to save a friend, do it and don't regret it. Live your life and live it even better as soon as the ward ends. There is not a doubt in my mind that Harry will destroy the Dark Lord and when he does, everyone will finally get to be happy. I want you to meet someone, get married and have little girls and boys with your blond hair as you've always wanted to. I'm sure that your mother will be thrilled with that thought.
Please believe me when I say that I've always loved you and that I never intended to make you hate me like this but faith had different plans for you and me.
Be happy. Love,
Hermione Granger (never got to be a Malfoy as you wanted, my love)
Draco couldn't stop the tears from falling. He put the paper in his pocket and ran downstairs. He wouldn't let her go thinking that he hated her. He wouldn't let her go thinking that he would even consider the thought of being with someone else. He wouldn't let her go thinking that he would want to have little girls and boys with blond hair with anyone else but her. He wouldn't let her go.
Draco Malfoy got down on his knees next to the couch and grabbed Hermione's hand with more strength that it would have been comfortable for her if she were awake. He wouldn't let her go. He would stand by her side until she woke up. He would make sure that she would get to be Hermione Malfoy one day.
Harry dame downstairs too and sat on the floor next to Draco. He knew how he was feeling. There was a hole in his heart that it seemed like it would never close again. He needed to see Hermione with her eyes wide open and with that beautiful smile on her face to heal it. He needed his little sister as much as Draco needed the woman that he loved.
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I'm depressed with this chapter but I think that it had to be like this.
A special thanks to ItsOnMars for correcting me. I hadn't realized that I had made that mistake but it was George who lost his ear, not Fred. Thank you!
Anyway, please let me know what you think about it and I'll update as soon as possible.
Sarah
