A/N: Drabble a day challenge... second year AU. Enjoy! :)
Apology
Feigning an illness, Draco was excused from Charms and he hurried to the Hospital Wing. For a Ravenclaw, Flitwick really was dumb sometimes, but Draco could only be thankful for that in this moment in time.
He thundered up the stairs and corridors; his feet slowed as he caught sight of her in the hospital bed, petrified.
He'd been trying for so long to be able to have this chance, and finally he succeeded. His heart almost leapt out of his throat as he neared her still form, something that he would later kid himself was caused from all the running he did.
Hermione's eyes were looking at him, but there was no life behind them. She was dead to the world, and that made Draco shiver. He had said some awful things about wishing the Monster would kill her, which at the time was purely out of spite because she had once again refused to listen when he tried to apologise for calling her a Mudblood.
But she couldn't protest now.
She wouldn't remember any of this, but it really took a weight off the Slytherin's shoulders to finally get out the words he wanted to say ever since the start of the school year.