Draco's POV

I can't pay attention to classes anymore. Everyday that passes I feel more and more worried about Hermione. It has been 3 weeks since she went into coma, and she hasn't showed any sign of waking up since then. I go to the hospital wing everyday, although it is horribly hard seeing her like this.

And I keep reading for her, every single day. Hoping that it will, somehow, give her force to keep fighting, or show her that she is not alone in this. I have read a few articles of people who were in coma and when they woke up, they said they could hear everything that was around them.

I know it wasn't something likely to happen in our case, but it was worth the try.

Today, as I am walking to Hermione's bed on the hospital wing, I hear voices coming from Madam Pomfrey's office. I stop. I know Hermione would not approve it, but I take my wand out anyways and murmured the spell to amplify voices so I am able to hear them clearly.

"...would happen?" Says a familiar voice. Professor Mcgonagall. "I mean, we need to say something to this poor girl's parents!"

"I've done what I could, Minerva." Said Madam Pomfrey "We agreed to do that, and so did Miss Granger."

"But her parents-"

"Her parents knew what we were going to do and agreed to the whole process." Responds the nurse, controlled "Besides, we always knew coma was a possible reaction."

My heart starts beating hard against my chest. They knew? They knew she could go into a coma and they made her drink it either way? I swallow hard, trying to make my thoughts clear. Did she know? Would she have drunk it if she knew?

For the 1000th time I hated myself for not being with her when she drank that potion. I am not really sure how my presence would have helped but it didn't matter. I have failed her and now I don't know if I am ever going to see her again.

"Mr. And Mrs. Granger are already on their way to Hogwarts." Says another voice, interrupting my thoughts. Dumbledore?

"On their way?" Asks Professor McGonagall, confused. "But we've never had muggles coming to.. Well, but I suppose this situation is serious enough..."

"Miss Granger's parents are welcome to visit her anytime, I have made that clear to them a while ago." Dumbledore says, cooly. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to be prepared for their arrival."

I hear footsteps inside the office and the door swings open.

"Mr. Malfoy" Professor McGonagall says seeing me just as I hid my wand back into my cloak.

"Professor." I answer with a nod and keep walking to the direction of where Hermione is, pretending that nothing happened and that I didn't hear a thing, which was extremely hard when I just want to shout at all of these people for doing that to her.

I sit down on the chair next to Mione's bed and take her hand in mine, drawing small circles on the back of her soft small hand. And for the first time in three weeks, I take a look at her face, I observe her cute little nose and pink soft lips, her freckles and even her beautiful hair. She is so beautiful, everything that anyone could ever want, including me.

I play with her hair with my free hand and this time I don't get any book nor say anything, but just watch her. She didn't deserve it, she has been so good through her whole life, doing great things while I have been screwing everything up. She didn't deserve it.

I let a few silent tears fall from my eyes, the tears that I have been holding for so long. But I can't keep it all inside of me, I'm not that strong and before I know, I break down in the empty infirmary hoping that by a miracle Hermione would just wake up at this instant.

However, life isn't like a book and she didn't wake up on that day.