Aurus Draco
Wow thanx for the reviews I was well chuffed well onto chapter 3!!!! Thanx xspecially to the three die-hard fans of my 6th form u know who u r guys u helped make this all possible!!!!
It had been three days since Hermione had awoken from her vision to find Draco in the deep sleep, which he still hadn't awoken from. She was still haunted by what she had seen. All attempts to explain had resulted only in sympathy from her friends and teachers none of whom believed this was anything more than a nasty side effect of her illness.
After a short period of observation and recuperation Hermione had been allowed to resume classes. All of her fellow Gryffindors were hounding her with questions of why Draco Malfoy was laid out in the hospital wing, rumours stretching from an attack from Voldemort to the killer flu were circulating around the school. It took a whole morning of being pestered before Hermione's patience finally snapped and she told everyone to leave her alone even, to her later regret, Ron and Harry.
After classes had finished she kept to herself most of the evening, trying to concentrate on her Arithmancy homework. Her mind kept wandering to the vision and of Draco Malfoy's eyes when he'd locked his icy grip round her wrists. They had been wide open in a look of terrified determination she could see them when she closed her eyes. Finally she realised that any hope of work was fading and began to fold up her parchment. She slipped out of the common room in to the quiet reflective peace of the empty corridors. She briefly considered a walk in the cool moonlit gardens but finally gave in and headed for the hospital wing.
She knocked timidly on the great panelled door. The sound of rapid irritated footsteps hurrying to the door almost made her want to. Swallowing nervously she stood her ground. The bottom right two panels slid back revealing a very sleepy looking Matron. "Oh hello Hermione, what can I do for you?" Hermione blushed she had no reason why she wanted to see Draco, at least one that the Matron would buy. She shuffled a bit "I....err, is Malfoy still here?". Madame Pomfrey didn't ask any more questions, instead she smiled and stepped aside to let Hermione through. "You can see him if you like, but keep it brief, he hasn't woken yet". Nodding Hermione padded across the mats and through the doors to the wards.
She opened the door slowly, part of her hoping he had woken up and would fire insults at her, anything was better than his cold silent slumber. Her wish was not granted. Underneath the portrait of the spotty wizard Draco's still form was stretched out upon it, motionless, like a figure in a coffin. He was ghostly pale. The only sign of life was the slight rise and fall of his chest as he breathed in and out. She pulled up a chair and sat next to him. "You are an enigma, do you know that Draco Malfoy" she whispered as she stared at the sleeping boy. She reached for one of the slim hands and clasped it tightly in her own. She felt a sudden sense of peace. A warmth spread up her arm from the hand she held. A soft golden light filled the room, it seemed to be emanating from the two of them. In surprise she pulled away. The light did not fade, the glow had become a long thread of pure gold, stretched between the two palms. She reached out to touch it. It hummed gently as she stroked it. It threw out rainbow shards of light onto the walls, mingling with the red of the setting sun.
The light left as fast as it had come. It left Hermione feeling refreshed, as if a great weight had been lifted. Draco's eyes fluttered open. He looked straight at her. "Hermione, you came" His smile was tired but real, he was glad to see her. "There isn't much time." He whispered quickly. "He'll find me if I stay much longer, remember to dream of me. I can't explain" He was still once again. His sleep did not seem as distant and a peaceful smile had replaced the expressionless mask of dreamless sleep.
Review please I will get the next part up soon, sooner if ppl wish alright I am off now byeeeee!!
Malfoy's Girl
Wow thanx for the reviews I was well chuffed well onto chapter 3!!!! Thanx xspecially to the three die-hard fans of my 6th form u know who u r guys u helped make this all possible!!!!
It had been three days since Hermione had awoken from her vision to find Draco in the deep sleep, which he still hadn't awoken from. She was still haunted by what she had seen. All attempts to explain had resulted only in sympathy from her friends and teachers none of whom believed this was anything more than a nasty side effect of her illness.
After a short period of observation and recuperation Hermione had been allowed to resume classes. All of her fellow Gryffindors were hounding her with questions of why Draco Malfoy was laid out in the hospital wing, rumours stretching from an attack from Voldemort to the killer flu were circulating around the school. It took a whole morning of being pestered before Hermione's patience finally snapped and she told everyone to leave her alone even, to her later regret, Ron and Harry.
After classes had finished she kept to herself most of the evening, trying to concentrate on her Arithmancy homework. Her mind kept wandering to the vision and of Draco Malfoy's eyes when he'd locked his icy grip round her wrists. They had been wide open in a look of terrified determination she could see them when she closed her eyes. Finally she realised that any hope of work was fading and began to fold up her parchment. She slipped out of the common room in to the quiet reflective peace of the empty corridors. She briefly considered a walk in the cool moonlit gardens but finally gave in and headed for the hospital wing.
She knocked timidly on the great panelled door. The sound of rapid irritated footsteps hurrying to the door almost made her want to. Swallowing nervously she stood her ground. The bottom right two panels slid back revealing a very sleepy looking Matron. "Oh hello Hermione, what can I do for you?" Hermione blushed she had no reason why she wanted to see Draco, at least one that the Matron would buy. She shuffled a bit "I....err, is Malfoy still here?". Madame Pomfrey didn't ask any more questions, instead she smiled and stepped aside to let Hermione through. "You can see him if you like, but keep it brief, he hasn't woken yet". Nodding Hermione padded across the mats and through the doors to the wards.
She opened the door slowly, part of her hoping he had woken up and would fire insults at her, anything was better than his cold silent slumber. Her wish was not granted. Underneath the portrait of the spotty wizard Draco's still form was stretched out upon it, motionless, like a figure in a coffin. He was ghostly pale. The only sign of life was the slight rise and fall of his chest as he breathed in and out. She pulled up a chair and sat next to him. "You are an enigma, do you know that Draco Malfoy" she whispered as she stared at the sleeping boy. She reached for one of the slim hands and clasped it tightly in her own. She felt a sudden sense of peace. A warmth spread up her arm from the hand she held. A soft golden light filled the room, it seemed to be emanating from the two of them. In surprise she pulled away. The light did not fade, the glow had become a long thread of pure gold, stretched between the two palms. She reached out to touch it. It hummed gently as she stroked it. It threw out rainbow shards of light onto the walls, mingling with the red of the setting sun.
The light left as fast as it had come. It left Hermione feeling refreshed, as if a great weight had been lifted. Draco's eyes fluttered open. He looked straight at her. "Hermione, you came" His smile was tired but real, he was glad to see her. "There isn't much time." He whispered quickly. "He'll find me if I stay much longer, remember to dream of me. I can't explain" He was still once again. His sleep did not seem as distant and a peaceful smile had replaced the expressionless mask of dreamless sleep.
Review please I will get the next part up soon, sooner if ppl wish alright I am off now byeeeee!!
Malfoy's Girl