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"Oh crap," he said and pulled out his wand.
"Aww, is little baby Malfoy scared?" Jack said, stepping out from the shadows, a wand in his hand. Draco smelt fire whisky; Jack was drunk. Drunken Jack with a wand was not good on Draco's behalf. Draco gave Jack a faint smile before straightening up.
"Nope, I'm not the one who almost killed the woman I love, and then got drunk to forget about it." Draco gave Jack an angelic smile before turning around, which was a bad move. The moment Draco turned his back; he fell to the floor, writhing in pain. His cries echoed all around the neighborhood, causing many doors and windows to fly open. He jumped up and glared at Jack, whose wand had disappeared from sight. He was calmly looking around the neighborhood at the worried Muggles.
"I'd like to apologize on my friend's behalf; he tripped and yelled a little too loudly. Sorry, you can all go back to your dreams." Jack smiled around at everyone who rolled their eyes, some swore at Draco, before they all went back into their houses. The sound of doors slamming, windows shutting and curtains being drawn, lasted for a while, until it all died down, leaving Draco facing Jack.
Draco pulled out his wand and flicked it, and heard the satisfying sound of Jack's body being slammed against a tree. There was a crack, signifying broken bones, and Draco felt a humorless chuckle escape him. He turned around to find himself face to face with Erik, whose arms were crossed and his eyebrows turned into an angry frown.
"Draco? What's with all the noise?" Draco opened his mouth to reply but was cut off by something flying so close to his left ear that he could hear the wind 'whoosh' as it passed by. Erik peered in the direction that the object had come from, to the shattered remains of it on the floor under his window. Draco looked down at the object; it was a broken firewhisky bottle, "Draco who is that?" Erik asked, pointing towards the silhouette of Jack walking towards them.
"Who do you think?" Draco muttered and turned around, his wand out and ready. Realization flew across Erik's face and was soon replaced with anger.
"Jack? What the hell is HE doing here?" Erik said, taking a step down so he was standing next to Draco, facing Jack.
"He's drunk and trying to kill me. I suggest you go inside. You're a muggle and I don't want you getting hurt." Out of the corner of his eye, Draco saw Erik turn to him with an irritated expression.
"Shut up. I want revenge on this guy more than you do, and with the way I'm feeling now, he can't touch me…." Draco rolled his eyes, "And besides, it's not me he hates." Draco knew it was true, but he didn't want to take any risks.
"Oh god Erik you are such a pain. I'm sorry." Erik gave Draco a look of confusion, "Levicorpus!" Draco yelled, and Erik was hitched up by his ankle, leaving him dangling in mid air.
"PUT ME DOWN DRACO!" Erik yelled. Draco chuckled and directed Erik all the way to the upstairs window of the house, which was open, and shoved him in. He heard the thud as Erik hit the floor of his bedroom and turned back towards Jack. Jack was standing no less than 3 feet away from Draco, and had watched as Draco had dumped Erik upstairs.
"Smart move Malfoy. Wouldn't want another one hurt now would you?" Jack said with a wink, and pointed his wand at Draco.
A stream of fire shot out towards Draco, "AGUAMENTI!" Draco yelled, and cold water shot out from his wand, extinguishing the fire, and drenching Jack, which was an obvious bonus. Jack wiped his face and looked up to see Draco sending a stunning spell towards him. Jack shielded the spell before sending the cruciatus curse at Draco. Draco ducked and sent the same spell back towards Jack, who got hit. Jack was writing on the floor, yelling in pain, but this time, no Muggles came out of their houses, obviously thinking that Draco had tripped again. Draco stopped the Cruciatus curse and stared down at Jack, who was sweating and crying, "Expelliarmus!"
Jack's wand flew in the air and Draco caught it. Draco threw the wand on the floor and crushed it before turning to Jack, who was attempting to hobble away, unnoticed. Draco pointed his wand at Jack and started to wave him around, smashing him into trees and walls. Draco was so caught up with what he was doing, that he didn't notice Erik come up behind him.
Erik grabbed Draco's hand, and slowly pulled the wand out of it. Jack was lying on the floor, bleeding, and Draco turned away, running into Erik's house. He heard Erik shut the door behind him and Draco threw himself onto the sofa.
He didn't realize how hard he was sobbing until Erik put a hand on his shoulder, turning him around to face him. Draco looked into Erik's face, expecting anger, and maybe even disgust, but found humor.
"Thank you for doing that. It was about time that jackass got an ass kicking." Draco chuckled and wiped his tears from his face, sitting up. Erik smiled widely, "Seriously, did you see his face? He was crying. What a pansy."
Draco rolled his eyes, "You can say pussy now, there are no babies in this building to corrupt with your vulgar language" Erik glared down at Draco.
"You know what? I liked you better when you were crying." Draco laughed and followed Erik, who had gotten up to go to the kitchen. Erik looked through his cupboards and threw a box out onto the table, walking over to the fridge to get some milk. Draco picked up the box and looked at it, Pop Tarts. What in the name of Merlin are Pop Tarts?
"They're a muggle treat. Everyone likes them, especially Hermione," Erik gave Draco a cheeky smile before sitting down across from him and grabbing a pop tart. Draco rolled his eyes but eagerly grabbed a pop tart. He peeled it open and took a huge bite of it.
It was….the most vile thing he'd ever eaten in his life. He spat it out, and in front of a shocked Erik, threw the rest away. Erik frowned at Draco, who ignored him, and sat down once again.
"So what are we doing about the wedding?" Draco looked up, startled, and Erik just chuckled, "What? You think I don't know I'm the best man. Well I don't need to know. If I wasn't I'd pummel you into the ground. But I am. So spill."
"Because you could totally pummel me into the ground right?" Draco said, rolling his eyes at Erik.
"I totally could! Using my awesome manly abilities." Erik flexed his triceps making Draco choke on the chocolate milk. Erik gave Draco a nasty look.
"What manly abilities? You can barely pour chocolate milk right." Draco said, gesturing to the splotch of milk he had just noticed on the kitchen counter. Erik stuck his tongue out at Draco.
"It's a lot harder than it looks," Draco burst out laughing, causing Erik to get irritated and yell, and "Shut up it is. You use magic. You don't need any skill that I have achieved to pour chocolate milk."
"You think I never learned how to pour chocolate milk? It was like a required thing to go to Hogwarts." Draco joked, earning a sarcastic look from Erik, "But seriously I do know how to pour chocolate milk." Draco said.
"This is the stupidest conversation I have had in a while, which is saying something. Now, let's move on to the details," Erik said, rubbing his hands together. Draco raised an eyebrow at him, "What?" Erik asked in an innocent tone.
Draco debated about whether or not to mention what he was thinking, that Erik was acting gay, and let it go, "Nothing. Details, what does that mean?"
Erik rolled his eyes, "Guest list, vows, the usual."
"How are you so good at this anyway?" Draco asked Erik, slightly irritated at the cocky attitude. Maybe I should just make Harry my best man… Draco thought to himself. He got up from the table and walked over to the window, looking out.
"I planned all my friends' weddings, so I had a lot of practice." Erik said with a shrug. Draco watched Erik's reflection stand up and start to walk towards him, "Draco are you okay?" Erik said, laying his hand on Draco's shoulder. Draco felt his stomach tighten, knowing instantly something was wrong that was causing him to act this way. Before anything else could happen, Draco had run out the door, to the end of the street, and disapparated back to St. Mungo's hospital.
Draco ran down the hallway, as he had many times before, with a feeling of dread in his stomach, afraid of what he might find at the room. He had so many horrible possibilities lined up in his head; Dead Hermione, Jack in there, Jack hurting Hermione, DEAD HERMIONE. Draco felt tears in his eyes at the thought.
He ran through the doors of Hermione's ward, to see her asleep, safe and sound. He sighed a sigh of relief and kneeled next to her, holding her hand. She stirred and opened her eyes to look at him. A small smile spread across her face when she saw him and she squeezed his hand with as much effort as she could, which only felt like a pinch to Draco.
"Hey," she whispered, her voice sounding raspy. Draco was confused; she had seemed absolutely fine before.
"What happened?" Draco said, the lump in his throat clearly exposed. He swallowed against it, trying to look brave.
"Nothing. They gave me meds that are supposed to cure me, but they have to make me really bad first…" She said, rolling her eyes. Draco combed her hair with his hand, loving the silky texture of it.
"Don't worry, it'll all be over soon." He said, to Hermione almost as much as himself.
"I know. What did you do?" she asked, sitting up. Draco settled her in place, before sitting on the bed next to her, wrapping her in his arms.
"Nothing, gathered my best men, that's all." Draco said, smiling down at Hermione whose eyebrows shot up.
"REALLY?" she squealed. Draco smiled at her and she went completely ballistic, "THIS IS AMAZING. Oh my god. I can't believe it. This is so cool. Who'd you get?" Draco heard the wariness in her last question, knowing that she was thinking of his 'other' friends from the past with whom he had called her a Mudblood with. The memory of that still hurt Draco.
"Don't worry. They're Harry, Ron, and Erik." Hermione smiled and kissed Draco on the cheek.
"Who did you ask last?" Hermione said, hugging Draco around the waist and burying her face in his shoulder.
"I was at Erik's just 5 minutes ago." Draco said, hoping she didn't hear the tone of his voice.
"Why'd you leave?" Shit, Draco thought, I can't pull anything on this girl. Before Draco could answer though, he was interrupted by another voice.
"I think I could tell you why." Jack said, walking into the room, a smirk all over his bloody face, his left arm in a sling. Draco glared at Jack, and slowly, pulled his wand out, thankfully out of Jack's sight. Hermione on the other hand, was so shocked she couldn't move.
"Jack, wha-what-what are you doing here?" Hermione stuttered. Draco could feel her hiding behind him, and straightened his shoulders to make her feel safer.
"Well I was in the building getting my arm fixed up and I just figured I'd drop by," Jack said, smiling. He leaned against the door, locking it. Hermione shivered next to Draco, and he grabbed her hand under the blanket, feeling her squeeze it back, trying to transfer all her fear through that little touch.
"In the building? In the building my butt," Draco said, "Did you follow me here?" Jack smirked at Draco before replying.
"Well if I had, would I tell you?" Jack winked and, swiftly, pulled his wand out of his sling.
Draco jumped out of bed, and covered Hermione with the blanket making sure nothing was visible. It wouldn't protect her, but it made Draco feel safer knowing that she was hidden from view, "Look Jack, I don't want to whoop your ass again, so it'd be a real help if you just left now," Draco said, raising his eyebrows at Jack who glared back.
"I'm okay Malfoy. I'm going to finish this if it's the last thing I do." Jack pointed his wand at Draco, "AVADA KEDAVRA!"
Hermione screamed and Draco ducked, so that the spell hit the lampshade across the room, causing it to shatter. There was a loud bustling outside the ward; the nurses knew there was something wrong. There were several loud knocks on the door, then a nurses voice, "Is everything alright in there?"
Nobody answered. Jack was too busy glaring at Draco, who was busy glaring at Jack. Hermione on the other hand, unnoticed by both, had rolled off the bed, and was under it, her wand pointed at Jack.
Jack raised his wand arm again, pointing it at Draco, who had dropped his wand on the other side of the wand while jumping out of the way of the killing curse.
"No escape now is there Malfoy?" Jack sneered, taking a step towards Draco, who backed up a step, to find himself cornered into a wall. This was it. This was how he was going to die. Jack took a breath in and all of a sudden, fell over, paralyzed. Draco looked around, to find Hermione crawling out from under the bed, fire in her eyes.
"HERMIONE!" Draco said, rushing over to her, "Honey are you okay?" he said, stopping in front of her. He reached out for her, only to be pushed out of the way, "Hermione?" his tone turning questioning, to alarmed as she headed straight over to a paralyzed Jack.
"YOU-STUPID-SON-OF-A-BITCH!" Hermione screamed at the top of her lungs, accentuating every word with a hard kick. Draco had been on the receiving end of her force before and knew how much pain Jack was in, but still made no attempt to stop it. He sat down on the closest chair, and watched as Hermione beat the crap out of Jack.
When she was done, there didn't seem to be any skin left that wasn't bruised, scratched, or bleeding. The nurses had dragged Jack outside, but not before giving Draco horrible looks for letting Hermione 'over exert' herself, but honestly, what was he supposed to do about it? When Hermione gets going, there's no stopping it.
Draco was, once again, sitting on the bed with Hermione, feeling a ton better than he had before. Hermione was busy chatting about the wedding plans, she had almost finished planning it, and all she had to do was shop for a dress and makeup, for which she needed Ginny, then they were all set. Draco was going to wear the tuxedo his father had worn for his parents wedding. Even if he had no respect whatsoever for his father, he wanted his love with Hermione to last just like Lucius had had with Narcissa.
Hermione had finally fallen asleep on him when the door opened, and his three best men walked in, along with Ginny. Ginny was glaring at Draco, which was really freaking him out.
"Uhm, hi?" he said, talking specifically to Ginny, but the other three said hey as well, "Ginny is anything wrong?"
Ginny started and looked down at Draco, "I just have one condition on this marrying thing." She said, dead serious. Harry and Ron exchanged glances while Erik looked at Ginny with a shocked expression. Draco felt his tummy flip, and cleared his throat before speaking.
"Yea sure, what is it?" he asked warily.
"You have to protect her, and save her ass. Not the other way around." Ginny said, her face breaking into a cheeky smile, causing all of them to laugh. Draco stuck his tongue out at her, but joined in the laughter anyway. All the noise caused Hermione to stir and get up.
"What's going on? Is anything wrong?" she said, looking at everyone, then finally at Draco.
"No. Everything's Perfect." He said, kissing her forehead.
Hope you liked it ((: promise the gaps between the two chapters won't be so long this time. Xx