A/N: Okay, sorry the last chapter was so short, hopefully this one will be
longer (I love long chapters)! Big thanks to all my reviewers! I also
want to let you all know that I have an idea for another Draco/Herm fic so
I'll probably be writing another!
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing but the plot and if Draco goes up for grabs let me know!
Draco's POV
I followed my fathers voice to a small room I had never seen before. He was shouting some horrible things at Hermione. I tried the door and to my surprise it wasn't locked. I slid it opened and peered in side. What I saw broke my heart. Hermione was tied to a wall, with her hand above her head. She had a huge bluish bruise on her neck and both cheeks had large red marks on then. Luckily her clothes covered the rest of her body so I couldn't see any more bruises.
It took me a minute to decide what to do. My father was stronger than me so my body would not help me. I had to use my wand. It was my only chance of saving her. And I tried not to think about what he would do to her if I didn't save her. Lucius was a cruel man and would stop at nothing to achieve a goal, even one so twisted as killing a moodblood.
After a moment I realized I had lost myself in my thoughts. Something had to be done and it had to be done quickly!
I whipped out my wand and pointed it at my father. I muttered some words that popped into my head and to my surprise my father just collapsed on the floor. "That was so easy!?!" I thought to myself.
Hermione's POV
Lucius had kicked me, slapped me, and hit me so many times I was loosing track. The room I was in, whirled. The walls began to close in and the colors were blending together. Life had become a haze. I almost wished for a moment that I could just die. The pain was terrible and he hadn't even used magic yet.
But then I could sense someone else in the room and I knew who it was. If there was one thing I didn't want to loose, it was Draco and if I died I would loose him. I couldn't die. My body began to crumple so I was no longer standing but hanging by my wrists. I felt a sharp pain in my stomach and then I just went black.
Draco's POV
I knew my father would be unconscious for about an hour so I could just leave him here. Hermione needed care immediately! I could tell she wasn't unconscious because she was just handing there like she was dead. "NO!" I shouted. I ran to her and untied the ropes. She fell into my arms with a thud and her head lifted and her eyes fluttered but then her head just sunk back onto my arm.
She looked so helpless just lying there. She was so broken and hurt. Seeing her like that made me cry, but there was no time to cry now. Her life was in danger so I hurried to the hospital wing.
Madame Pomfrey was speechless when she saw us walk in. Hermione with a horribly bruised body and me with tears streaming down my face.
"Come and put her in this bed and then you can tell me what happened."
I nodded and laid her down on a bed. I looked at her a moment. She was still beautiful even when her body was nearly destroyed. But she was so vulnerable. I knew nothing could make me leave her side. She had rarely left mine was I was in this situation so I wouldn't leave her for a minute. I had to protect her.
"Come sit over here," I heard Madame Pomfrey say. But I didn't respond. I couldn't take my eyes off Hermione. She was my life. In-fact, she was more precious to me that life itself. Madam Pomfrey tugged my arm a bit, but I was rooted to the spot.
Hermione had been in the Hospital wing for a week now and had never woken up. I was very worried about her and even tried not to sleep but eventually my eyelids drooped and I fell asleep with my head resting next to her hand.
Mid-afternoon the next day I woke to someone brushing my hair off of my forehead. Thinking that it was Madame Pomfrey or something I brushed the hand away.
"Why don't you want me to touch you?" asked a perfectly musical voice that sound very hurt.
I jerked my head up and our eyes clashed.
"I. I thought you might never wake-up." She smiled sweetly at me.
"Oh you know I couldn't die. I have you to live for."
She had that look in her eyes that made me want to cry, so I did.
"I thought I lost you," I sobbed. She stroked my cheek in the most loving way that didn't exactly make me stop crying.
"I love you and I couldn't imagine loosing you," I said tearfully.
"You won't loose me. I'll never leave you again. I love you too and I need you."
She needed me. I loved hearing those words. This was the love I had waited for my whole life. The love that no one else could give me but her. She was my Hermione now and forever.
A/N thank you all so much! This is the end of my story. * tear tear tear * O that was so much fun to write I hope you all liked it. I know I did. Flame me if you like! I really don't care. ( Well, until my next story which I'm starting in 5 minutes.
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing but the plot and if Draco goes up for grabs let me know!
Draco's POV
I followed my fathers voice to a small room I had never seen before. He was shouting some horrible things at Hermione. I tried the door and to my surprise it wasn't locked. I slid it opened and peered in side. What I saw broke my heart. Hermione was tied to a wall, with her hand above her head. She had a huge bluish bruise on her neck and both cheeks had large red marks on then. Luckily her clothes covered the rest of her body so I couldn't see any more bruises.
It took me a minute to decide what to do. My father was stronger than me so my body would not help me. I had to use my wand. It was my only chance of saving her. And I tried not to think about what he would do to her if I didn't save her. Lucius was a cruel man and would stop at nothing to achieve a goal, even one so twisted as killing a moodblood.
After a moment I realized I had lost myself in my thoughts. Something had to be done and it had to be done quickly!
I whipped out my wand and pointed it at my father. I muttered some words that popped into my head and to my surprise my father just collapsed on the floor. "That was so easy!?!" I thought to myself.
Hermione's POV
Lucius had kicked me, slapped me, and hit me so many times I was loosing track. The room I was in, whirled. The walls began to close in and the colors were blending together. Life had become a haze. I almost wished for a moment that I could just die. The pain was terrible and he hadn't even used magic yet.
But then I could sense someone else in the room and I knew who it was. If there was one thing I didn't want to loose, it was Draco and if I died I would loose him. I couldn't die. My body began to crumple so I was no longer standing but hanging by my wrists. I felt a sharp pain in my stomach and then I just went black.
Draco's POV
I knew my father would be unconscious for about an hour so I could just leave him here. Hermione needed care immediately! I could tell she wasn't unconscious because she was just handing there like she was dead. "NO!" I shouted. I ran to her and untied the ropes. She fell into my arms with a thud and her head lifted and her eyes fluttered but then her head just sunk back onto my arm.
She looked so helpless just lying there. She was so broken and hurt. Seeing her like that made me cry, but there was no time to cry now. Her life was in danger so I hurried to the hospital wing.
Madame Pomfrey was speechless when she saw us walk in. Hermione with a horribly bruised body and me with tears streaming down my face.
"Come and put her in this bed and then you can tell me what happened."
I nodded and laid her down on a bed. I looked at her a moment. She was still beautiful even when her body was nearly destroyed. But she was so vulnerable. I knew nothing could make me leave her side. She had rarely left mine was I was in this situation so I wouldn't leave her for a minute. I had to protect her.
"Come sit over here," I heard Madame Pomfrey say. But I didn't respond. I couldn't take my eyes off Hermione. She was my life. In-fact, she was more precious to me that life itself. Madam Pomfrey tugged my arm a bit, but I was rooted to the spot.
Hermione had been in the Hospital wing for a week now and had never woken up. I was very worried about her and even tried not to sleep but eventually my eyelids drooped and I fell asleep with my head resting next to her hand.
Mid-afternoon the next day I woke to someone brushing my hair off of my forehead. Thinking that it was Madame Pomfrey or something I brushed the hand away.
"Why don't you want me to touch you?" asked a perfectly musical voice that sound very hurt.
I jerked my head up and our eyes clashed.
"I. I thought you might never wake-up." She smiled sweetly at me.
"Oh you know I couldn't die. I have you to live for."
She had that look in her eyes that made me want to cry, so I did.
"I thought I lost you," I sobbed. She stroked my cheek in the most loving way that didn't exactly make me stop crying.
"I love you and I couldn't imagine loosing you," I said tearfully.
"You won't loose me. I'll never leave you again. I love you too and I need you."
She needed me. I loved hearing those words. This was the love I had waited for my whole life. The love that no one else could give me but her. She was my Hermione now and forever.
A/N thank you all so much! This is the end of my story. * tear tear tear * O that was so much fun to write I hope you all liked it. I know I did. Flame me if you like! I really don't care. ( Well, until my next story which I'm starting in 5 minutes.