Disclaimer: I don't own some of these characters, JK Rowling does, so ya.
Ha ha, i updated Lynds's story, so i figured i should do ures as well Jode!
Draco visited Jada everyday before, after, and between classes for the next week. There was much doubt in the minds of those at Hogwarts whether or not she would truly wake. Allison and Natalie had been suspended , and were given detention for the rest of the year. The normal penalty for duelling was expulsion, but Dumbledore decided against such a harsh punishment.
One evening, right after Potions, Draco decided to go and see Jada. He himself had nearly given up on the girl. He decided after this night he would not visit so frequently, for it seemed useless. He had his head rested on his clasped hands beside Jada's limp body. He felt a blanket touch his hand. Stupid draft, he thought to himself, it was always blowing things around. Then he heard the rustle of the bed sheets. He looked up and saw Jada's eyes fluttering open.
"POMFREY!!" Draco yelled.
"Mr. Malfoy! If you must be here, treat me with some respect!" Madame Pomfrey's voice came from her office.
"Get out here! HURRY!" Draco said with a renewed joy in his voice.
"What is it now!" The woman hustled out of her office to see what was the matter. As she saw Jada's form awakening she ran to the bedside. "Jada!" She pushed the girl back to her bed as she tried to rise.
"What? Where...huh?" She mumbled as she looked around.
"It's me, Draco!" He exclaimed grasping her hands in his.
"I'm afraid we have never met, Dr..Draco. Where I am?" She looked around dazed by the site of the moving pictures, the odd instruments and bottles around the room, and the two strangers standing at her bedside.
"Hmm..." Madame Pomfrey mumbled. "I'm afraid to say it, but I think she has lost her memory."
"Well! Find it for her!" Draco urged the woman angrily.
"Mr. Malfoy, I'm afraid I will have to ask you to leave now. I have to think of what to do with her."
"I'm not leaving! I want to help!" There was a slight plea in the tired looking boys voice.
"Oh, fine! Go over to that shelf and hand me the orange book will you?" she sighed.
He rushed to the shelf and handed her the book. He was then sent to Dumbledore's office to tell him of the news. It was mostly just to get him out of the wing. When he returned, Madame Pomfrey had but Jada to sleep.
"What are you doing!" Draco exclaimed "She was awake and now you put her back to sleep!"
"I'm trying to 'find' her memory for her. It was your orders sir." Madame Pomfrey answered smugly.
Madame Pomfrey discussed the best way to treat the newly found problem with Dumbledore as Draco gazed at her.
"I love you." He whispered to her. He wasn't sure if she could hear him, and if she could, would she care? "I haven't known you for very long, and most would point this out and say I couldn't possibly love you, but I do."
Jada heard the words of the boy, and she hated it. She couldn't remember him. He had feelings for her, but she didn't even know who he was. It frustrated her beyond belief. She wanted to remember, but she couldn't remember anything. No memories. No places. No people. Where had she come from? Where was she now? Would she ever know who this boy was? Would she ever love him back? Or did she already? So many questions haunted her through her sleep put on her by "magic".
When she awoke, Jada shut her eyes tightly, sun was shinning through the window. She wished it would just shut off for once. She slowly opened her eyes a sliver. The silvery haired boy was sleeping in the chair beside her. The nurse was shuffling around the room.
"Umm...excuse me Madame." Jada said getting the woman's attention.
"Well, good morning Jada!" Madame Pomfrey exclaimed with a smile. "We should wake Mr. Malfoy, he wanted to see you."
"Could we not." Jada said quietly.
"Umm...alright. Well let's get on with it. A simple spell I found should fix you right up!" Jada watched as the lady standing in front of her pulled a wooden stick out of her robe.
"What are you going to do with that!" Jada said a little terrified.
"Ha ha. Don't worry about it dear, a simple spell, you will go to unconscious for a minute. Then, if all goes well, you will wake with all your memories back. Mr. Malfoy will not like that I'm doing this without him awake." She finished looking to the sleeping boy.
"I can't bare to have him look at me the way he does, and not know why." Jada's eyes filled with tears.
"Alright, sit back, and we'll be off." Jada slid under the covers of her bed, and watched as Madame Pomfrey waved her wooden stick and whispered some gibberish words. She then sunk into the bed. Unconscious, again.
DUM DUM DUM! will the spell work? or will it all go horrible wrong! hmm...you will have to tune in next time for "The young and the Magical!" (think corny music ladies!!!)
Ha ha, i updated Lynds's story, so i figured i should do ures as well Jode!
Draco visited Jada everyday before, after, and between classes for the next week. There was much doubt in the minds of those at Hogwarts whether or not she would truly wake. Allison and Natalie had been suspended , and were given detention for the rest of the year. The normal penalty for duelling was expulsion, but Dumbledore decided against such a harsh punishment.
One evening, right after Potions, Draco decided to go and see Jada. He himself had nearly given up on the girl. He decided after this night he would not visit so frequently, for it seemed useless. He had his head rested on his clasped hands beside Jada's limp body. He felt a blanket touch his hand. Stupid draft, he thought to himself, it was always blowing things around. Then he heard the rustle of the bed sheets. He looked up and saw Jada's eyes fluttering open.
"POMFREY!!" Draco yelled.
"Mr. Malfoy! If you must be here, treat me with some respect!" Madame Pomfrey's voice came from her office.
"Get out here! HURRY!" Draco said with a renewed joy in his voice.
"What is it now!" The woman hustled out of her office to see what was the matter. As she saw Jada's form awakening she ran to the bedside. "Jada!" She pushed the girl back to her bed as she tried to rise.
"What? Where...huh?" She mumbled as she looked around.
"It's me, Draco!" He exclaimed grasping her hands in his.
"I'm afraid we have never met, Dr..Draco. Where I am?" She looked around dazed by the site of the moving pictures, the odd instruments and bottles around the room, and the two strangers standing at her bedside.
"Hmm..." Madame Pomfrey mumbled. "I'm afraid to say it, but I think she has lost her memory."
"Well! Find it for her!" Draco urged the woman angrily.
"Mr. Malfoy, I'm afraid I will have to ask you to leave now. I have to think of what to do with her."
"I'm not leaving! I want to help!" There was a slight plea in the tired looking boys voice.
"Oh, fine! Go over to that shelf and hand me the orange book will you?" she sighed.
He rushed to the shelf and handed her the book. He was then sent to Dumbledore's office to tell him of the news. It was mostly just to get him out of the wing. When he returned, Madame Pomfrey had but Jada to sleep.
"What are you doing!" Draco exclaimed "She was awake and now you put her back to sleep!"
"I'm trying to 'find' her memory for her. It was your orders sir." Madame Pomfrey answered smugly.
Madame Pomfrey discussed the best way to treat the newly found problem with Dumbledore as Draco gazed at her.
"I love you." He whispered to her. He wasn't sure if she could hear him, and if she could, would she care? "I haven't known you for very long, and most would point this out and say I couldn't possibly love you, but I do."
Jada heard the words of the boy, and she hated it. She couldn't remember him. He had feelings for her, but she didn't even know who he was. It frustrated her beyond belief. She wanted to remember, but she couldn't remember anything. No memories. No places. No people. Where had she come from? Where was she now? Would she ever know who this boy was? Would she ever love him back? Or did she already? So many questions haunted her through her sleep put on her by "magic".
When she awoke, Jada shut her eyes tightly, sun was shinning through the window. She wished it would just shut off for once. She slowly opened her eyes a sliver. The silvery haired boy was sleeping in the chair beside her. The nurse was shuffling around the room.
"Umm...excuse me Madame." Jada said getting the woman's attention.
"Well, good morning Jada!" Madame Pomfrey exclaimed with a smile. "We should wake Mr. Malfoy, he wanted to see you."
"Could we not." Jada said quietly.
"Umm...alright. Well let's get on with it. A simple spell I found should fix you right up!" Jada watched as the lady standing in front of her pulled a wooden stick out of her robe.
"What are you going to do with that!" Jada said a little terrified.
"Ha ha. Don't worry about it dear, a simple spell, you will go to unconscious for a minute. Then, if all goes well, you will wake with all your memories back. Mr. Malfoy will not like that I'm doing this without him awake." She finished looking to the sleeping boy.
"I can't bare to have him look at me the way he does, and not know why." Jada's eyes filled with tears.
"Alright, sit back, and we'll be off." Jada slid under the covers of her bed, and watched as Madame Pomfrey waved her wooden stick and whispered some gibberish words. She then sunk into the bed. Unconscious, again.
DUM DUM DUM! will the spell work? or will it all go horrible wrong! hmm...you will have to tune in next time for "The young and the Magical!" (think corny music ladies!!!)