A/N: Ah, I haven't written Dramione in a long time. My poor, neglected ship. Well, I was recently inspired by a task, so here! :)

Hogwarts: Charms - Write about someone who just won't wake up. This can be because of medical reasons, or something else.

Word count: 777

Disclaimer: Nope. Never Have, Never Will.

Please, Marry Me?

"It's going to be the best day ever!"

The words pound into his skull as he struggles to move his limbs and open his eyes. Isn't that what he told Hermione befo—he can't remember. He attempts to open one eye but he can't manage to do it. It's too exhausting. He can hear noise all around him and the steady beat of a machine. Is that his heartbeat?

"We seem to be getting wave signs! That's a good thing, Mrs. Malfoy. Now, Draco, wake up."

The voice urges him to try harder, but he feels exhausted. How can he possible try harder when he's already using all of his strength? All he wants is to sleep again, but the voices won't let him.

"Well, he's trying if the brain scans are anything to go by."

He hears the soft murmur of his mother. "H-How about the girl? Is she showing any activity?"

He wishes he could open his eyes and speak because Hermione. Where was Hermione?

"Ah, no. He might be the only survivor of the crash."

Then his memories of the day,he last remembers come rushing back.

They were heading towards a fancy restaurant in the night. He had called a cab because he didn't know how to work a car and it felt better than apparating there. There was an important question he had to ask her, wasn't there? It had to do with the ring in his pocket. He was finally going to ask Hermione to marry him! But he remembers the screeching of tires and a horrified scream before his world went black.

"But there's still hope!"

It isn't until two days later that he can fully open his eyes. .

Nurse Beth is the one who has been speaking to him when he's been in the state of conscious and unconscious. She's been throwing questions at him non-stop since he woke up and took a glass of water. It aggravates him that she still hasn't mentioned the crash or Hermione. He needs to know where she is.

"Okay, Mr. Malfoy, those were the customary questions. I'm going to let you get some rest now."

"W-wait," he manages to say hoarsely in between coughs. "Where's Hermione?"

Nurse Beth stills for a moment before she sighs. "Was that your companion?"

Draco nods, his eyes searching her face for any lies while his heart monitor beats erratically. "I can handle the truth. I just need to see her."

The nurse purses her lips as if debating telling him before she speaks. "Room number 364." He makes motions to move and she reluctantly moves to grab him a wheelchair. His family name, it appears, still has some influence because of his mother, no doubt. "That's where your lover is."

Draco impatiently lets himself be seated onto the wheelchair and he hates the slow pace the nurse is moving in. He knows it's because his injuries but he just wants to see her already. Nurse Beth calmly wheels him inside where he sees Hermione's life beat slowly on the monitor. She has more tubes sticking out of her then he did. He doesn't understand why magic couldn't fix her right up.

"When will she be awake?" he asks, trying to reach for her hand. He can't reach her. She is too far away.

"She's in a coma, Mr. Malfoy," the nurse says gently. "She has been in this state for three weeks. You were recently in one yourself, but she —Hermione Granger—isn't showing any brain activity like you were. She . . . is practically brain dead. If this keeps up, we might have to pull the plug."

Draco is already shaking his head 'no' before she finishes talking. There's no way he's giving up on Hermione. Absolutely not. He's not the only one who cares for her. There are dozens of presents on her table and he wants for her to see them. For her to wake up.

"I'll wait for her," he sobs, "as long as it takes."

But Hermione does not wake up.

She doesn't wake up in a week. She doesn't wake up after two months. She doesn't wake up even after Draco is fully recovered. She doesn't wake up a year later. Healers can't fix her. Neither can muggle doctors.

It seems she will never wake up.

They urge him to let her go.

She doesn't deserve this, Malfoy. Pull the plug!

She can't move on to the veil like this!

Draco knows that he's holding on to something—someone—who will never move again. Hermione Granger was never meant to be his, even if it seemed like the fates were in their favor.

Beep. Beep. Bee—