Chapter 11: Draco is DISTURBED
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. J.K. does.
Thanks: Look, I have to be out of the house soon, and I won't be back until much later so I don't have time to say thank you individually. Sorry! I love you guys!!!
A/N: Well, Happy Birthday to my reviewer Draco-luver! See I am not such an evil bitch after all. LOL. Oh, you weren't the only one who felt that way toward me when I left it at a cliffie. I am sorry guys. I am really sorry. Forgive me? Please.. **sighs** I guess not.
Cheryl and Miranda walked along as fast as they could to get to the entrance of Beauxbatons. They wanted to see what Katrina was doing. Katrina was standing in front of the main entree way, and was smirking. She giggled, "Now I will be choosing ze lucky girls who will help me snatch ze hottest guys at Beauxbatons!"
"I heard Draco Malfoy is pretty hot." Cheryl said happily, "I also heard he is single now."
Miranda gasped, "That is so cool!"
The two girls looked back at Katrina, who was saying all of the various names of the hottest guys. Ginny was standing with Harry. "How ridiculous is this!"
Harry shrugged, "Yeah, it is pretty stupid. That girl thinks she is some 'big shot' around here. She reminds me of Blaise a little bit."
Ginny nodded slowly, and muttered, "Blaise Zabini. I wonder if she is okay, or if she is even alive."
Harry shrugged, "I really hope she is okay. You know how guilty I feel for leaving Hogwarts, Ginny? Very guilty. I do not know what to do."
Ginny sighed, "It is okay Harry, but you are really-"
What Harry really was, we will never find out. Suddenly there was an ear- piercing scream that was heard throughout the lawn, "Oh my God! A student just threw himself off of the North Tower!"
~*~*~*~
"What do you think 'appened!!" cried a very anxious Jacques.
"I-I-I do not know." Madame Lunacour muttered, "I believe zat 'e tried to kill himself, but was unsuccessful. It iz a miracle zat he survived. I think zere waz an angel watching over him."
Draco felt the blood pounding in his ears. Everything hurt with pain that would drive you insane. Where was he? Was he dead? Who the hell was talking? An angel watching over him? Then he remembered. Jewel speaking to him. She was his angel.
Draco shut his eyes tightly as he continued to listen. "'E should be dead." Madame Lunacour continued, "'E fell some such an incredible height. 'E should be dead. How did he live? I will never know."
Draco groaned, and shut his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. He just thought sleep could take away all that was happening.
~*~*~*~
Hermione slowly got of bed to get a drink of water. Her arm was still very swollen and the Dark Mark was a clear as ever. Hermione growled under her breath, "It is not fair! I have been missing so many classes. And this horrible fever! Why won't it go away!"
Hermione heard voices talking. One that sounded like Jacques said, "I really 'ope Draco is better. I feel so guilty about what 'appened. I feel partly responsible!"
Hermione felt her stomach flip upside down as she heard Jacques said those words. Draco was here? Why?
Hermione walked slowly and peered into the room next door. She was curious to see what Draco was doing here. Hermione slowly walked into the room, and said innocently, "Madame Lunacour? What is happening? I heard voices talking and I wanted to know what was going on?"
Jacques stared at Hermione, and took her hand gently, "'Ermione? It iz all of my fault. Your ex-boyfriend, Draco, threw himself off of ze North Tower. 'E tried to kill himself. Je suis desole."
Hermione looked at Jacques, and then looked at Draco. He was sleeping on one of the cots, and was breathing slowly, but surely. He was very bruised up, and had loads of cuts. It looked like he was just beat up. Hermione did not understand. Why would Draco kill himself? And how did he survive the fall? He should have most likely been dead.
Hermione bent over Draco, and whispered, "You stupid fool. Why? Why would you kill yourself like this?"
Hermione then remembered all of the very nasty things that she had said to Draco beforehand. Did she drive him to suicide? Hermione felt the tears well up in her eyes, and stuttered, "I was all of my fault. He would have never done this if I hadn't been so beastly to him."
Hermione looked at Draco one last time, and bent over and kissed him on the forehead. "I love you." Hermione whispered, and then she ran out of the room crying.
~*~*~*~
It was very late, and Hermione was still up crying. Harry, Ginny, Pansy, and Ron all came up to her room to try and console her. Pansy let Hermione cry on her shoulder. Ginny stood in the corner, and muttered, "I just don't get it. Why would Draco throw himself off of the North Tower."
Hermione sobbed, "I-I-it was all m-my fault! I-I-I-I was t-the one w-w-who said I hated him!"
Harry shook his head, "Now Mione, perhaps Draco is disturbed."
Ron laughed, but shut up when Pansy gave him a death stare. Ginny gave Harry a confused look, "What do you mean by 'disturbed'?"
"Well," Harry continued, "Maybe he was depressed or something. Having a Death Eater father who killed your sister, has do mess you up somehow! Draco I think had all kinds of emotional problems. I really think he may need help."
Ginny nodded, "I have to say that I agree with Harry. Draco is disturbed. That is why he lashed out at Hermione for the Jacques incident, and that is why he is always so rude."
"Maybe we should send him to one of those muggle 'Shrinks'," Pansy commented. "Draco certainly seems disturbed. I don't think we can let him out of our sight."
Harry agreed, "Draco is not dead, but who know how long that could last. If he is really depressed, we should get him professional help as soon as we can."
Ron looked away from Pansy, and began to laugh again. Pansy glared at him, "RON! Stop it! It is not a funny matter!"
"But the thought of 'Disturbed Draco' is quite humorous." Ron snickered.
Hermione sighed angrily, "But I do not want to think my boyfriend is disturbed."
"BOYFRIEND!" Ron cried, "I thought you broke up with him!"
Hermione shook her head, and whispered, "I will be right back."
Before anyone could stop her, Hermione walked into the room next door to her without saying a word. She just wanted to see Draco. She just wanted to assure herself that he was okay, and most certainly not disturbed!
OKAY! I know that sucked! I am sorry! Sorry!!
~*Sophiebabe
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. J.K. does.
Thanks: Look, I have to be out of the house soon, and I won't be back until much later so I don't have time to say thank you individually. Sorry! I love you guys!!!
A/N: Well, Happy Birthday to my reviewer Draco-luver! See I am not such an evil bitch after all. LOL. Oh, you weren't the only one who felt that way toward me when I left it at a cliffie. I am sorry guys. I am really sorry. Forgive me? Please.. **sighs** I guess not.
Cheryl and Miranda walked along as fast as they could to get to the entrance of Beauxbatons. They wanted to see what Katrina was doing. Katrina was standing in front of the main entree way, and was smirking. She giggled, "Now I will be choosing ze lucky girls who will help me snatch ze hottest guys at Beauxbatons!"
"I heard Draco Malfoy is pretty hot." Cheryl said happily, "I also heard he is single now."
Miranda gasped, "That is so cool!"
The two girls looked back at Katrina, who was saying all of the various names of the hottest guys. Ginny was standing with Harry. "How ridiculous is this!"
Harry shrugged, "Yeah, it is pretty stupid. That girl thinks she is some 'big shot' around here. She reminds me of Blaise a little bit."
Ginny nodded slowly, and muttered, "Blaise Zabini. I wonder if she is okay, or if she is even alive."
Harry shrugged, "I really hope she is okay. You know how guilty I feel for leaving Hogwarts, Ginny? Very guilty. I do not know what to do."
Ginny sighed, "It is okay Harry, but you are really-"
What Harry really was, we will never find out. Suddenly there was an ear- piercing scream that was heard throughout the lawn, "Oh my God! A student just threw himself off of the North Tower!"
~*~*~*~
"What do you think 'appened!!" cried a very anxious Jacques.
"I-I-I do not know." Madame Lunacour muttered, "I believe zat 'e tried to kill himself, but was unsuccessful. It iz a miracle zat he survived. I think zere waz an angel watching over him."
Draco felt the blood pounding in his ears. Everything hurt with pain that would drive you insane. Where was he? Was he dead? Who the hell was talking? An angel watching over him? Then he remembered. Jewel speaking to him. She was his angel.
Draco shut his eyes tightly as he continued to listen. "'E should be dead." Madame Lunacour continued, "'E fell some such an incredible height. 'E should be dead. How did he live? I will never know."
Draco groaned, and shut his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. He just thought sleep could take away all that was happening.
~*~*~*~
Hermione slowly got of bed to get a drink of water. Her arm was still very swollen and the Dark Mark was a clear as ever. Hermione growled under her breath, "It is not fair! I have been missing so many classes. And this horrible fever! Why won't it go away!"
Hermione heard voices talking. One that sounded like Jacques said, "I really 'ope Draco is better. I feel so guilty about what 'appened. I feel partly responsible!"
Hermione felt her stomach flip upside down as she heard Jacques said those words. Draco was here? Why?
Hermione walked slowly and peered into the room next door. She was curious to see what Draco was doing here. Hermione slowly walked into the room, and said innocently, "Madame Lunacour? What is happening? I heard voices talking and I wanted to know what was going on?"
Jacques stared at Hermione, and took her hand gently, "'Ermione? It iz all of my fault. Your ex-boyfriend, Draco, threw himself off of ze North Tower. 'E tried to kill himself. Je suis desole."
Hermione looked at Jacques, and then looked at Draco. He was sleeping on one of the cots, and was breathing slowly, but surely. He was very bruised up, and had loads of cuts. It looked like he was just beat up. Hermione did not understand. Why would Draco kill himself? And how did he survive the fall? He should have most likely been dead.
Hermione bent over Draco, and whispered, "You stupid fool. Why? Why would you kill yourself like this?"
Hermione then remembered all of the very nasty things that she had said to Draco beforehand. Did she drive him to suicide? Hermione felt the tears well up in her eyes, and stuttered, "I was all of my fault. He would have never done this if I hadn't been so beastly to him."
Hermione looked at Draco one last time, and bent over and kissed him on the forehead. "I love you." Hermione whispered, and then she ran out of the room crying.
~*~*~*~
It was very late, and Hermione was still up crying. Harry, Ginny, Pansy, and Ron all came up to her room to try and console her. Pansy let Hermione cry on her shoulder. Ginny stood in the corner, and muttered, "I just don't get it. Why would Draco throw himself off of the North Tower."
Hermione sobbed, "I-I-it was all m-my fault! I-I-I-I was t-the one w-w-who said I hated him!"
Harry shook his head, "Now Mione, perhaps Draco is disturbed."
Ron laughed, but shut up when Pansy gave him a death stare. Ginny gave Harry a confused look, "What do you mean by 'disturbed'?"
"Well," Harry continued, "Maybe he was depressed or something. Having a Death Eater father who killed your sister, has do mess you up somehow! Draco I think had all kinds of emotional problems. I really think he may need help."
Ginny nodded, "I have to say that I agree with Harry. Draco is disturbed. That is why he lashed out at Hermione for the Jacques incident, and that is why he is always so rude."
"Maybe we should send him to one of those muggle 'Shrinks'," Pansy commented. "Draco certainly seems disturbed. I don't think we can let him out of our sight."
Harry agreed, "Draco is not dead, but who know how long that could last. If he is really depressed, we should get him professional help as soon as we can."
Ron looked away from Pansy, and began to laugh again. Pansy glared at him, "RON! Stop it! It is not a funny matter!"
"But the thought of 'Disturbed Draco' is quite humorous." Ron snickered.
Hermione sighed angrily, "But I do not want to think my boyfriend is disturbed."
"BOYFRIEND!" Ron cried, "I thought you broke up with him!"
Hermione shook her head, and whispered, "I will be right back."
Before anyone could stop her, Hermione walked into the room next door to her without saying a word. She just wanted to see Draco. She just wanted to assure herself that he was okay, and most certainly not disturbed!
OKAY! I know that sucked! I am sorry! Sorry!!
~*Sophiebabe