Chapter 19-Awoken
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Draco's POV
Draco was worried, it had been two whole months since Hermione had fallen. He had refused to leave her side and McGonagall had been away for the first week, so he had stayed in cat form. At night he slept with Hermione, when he was a cat and when he was human again, he didn't want to miss anything. She had slipped into a coma and he was more worried about her than ever. He never went into the Great Hall to eat, he always had his food sent up to the Hospital Wing. Madame Pomphrey had refused to let him spend all his spare time there, but he refused to be kicked out, eventually Dumbledore had been called into the matter and he made Pomphrey allow him to stay.
Without Hermione his life was a wreck. He never did homework, or pay attention in class, or even go to quidditch practice. All his spare time went to Hermione. His professors were getting worried about him, but he didn't care, at least he attended his classes. He was continuously pacing the infirmary, snapping at anyone and everyone, especially the Slytherins who went in there to try and get him to get over her. Madame Pomphrey had tried to drug him to sleep, but after it had worked the first time, he refused anything that she and the other professors tried to give him. His only solace was his dreams.
He always dreamt that he was in a forest, sitting below a tree on a blanket. And always Hermione would come and sit down next to him. She was beautiful as always and always had her wings out, as did he. She would talk to him about things going on at Hogwarts, and would reassure him that she would wake up eventually. Then she would drift off into the distance and he would wake up, it would be morning and she would be in a coma beside him.
The next day Draco woke up as usual. He'd had the dream and he ate in bed, with her at his side and Little Dragon at his feet. Then he went to his first class, Transfiguration. His mind wasn't on the curriculum as usual, but on Hermione instead. He looked up at the words that McGonagall had written on the board. They read 'Hermione is waking up, now'...but the assignment was supposed to be on the board. Then the meaning of the words hit him. He cursed loudly at not understanding them sooner and all eyes turned to him as he crashed out of the room. He was running blindly, Hermione was waking up! But when he got to the Hospital Wing there was a saddened Madame Pomphrey standing over Hermione.
Madame Pomphrey looked up when he came in and backed away from Hermione a bit. "She's dead, she was still in the coma as I was standing there, and then she was just ..dead" she said and then burst into tears. Draco walked slowly over to the bed and looked at his 'Mione, she couldn't be dead, the words had said that she was waking up. He checked her pulse, but there was none. came Little Dragon's voice, Draco looked at the puppy, confused Draco did as he was told and sat on the bed, Hermione cradled in his arms. that was Little Dragon. This was getting weird, he had just been thinking that she looked very kissable in his arms, but why should he kiss her, she was dead. I Little Dragon was snarling at him now, so he decided to do as the puppy said. He leaned down and kissed her gently and then he felt his kiss being returned and deepened it. (A/N Awwwwwww, think Sleeping Beauty)
Hermione's POV
She woke up to a kiss. She knew who it was already and she returned the kiss. Draco deepened the kiss and then pulled away. Hermione looked up at him. He brushed away the hair on her forehead and she shifted. Harry and Ron were talking to Madame Pomphrey, looking sad. Hermione squirmed in Draco's grasp, she had to know what was wrong, why did they look like they were about to cry? "Draco, let me go, I have to find out what's wrong," Hermione pleaded, but Draco just tightened his grasp, but stood up with her in his arms and walked over to the doorway.
The movement must have caught Harry and Ron's attention because they looked up and closed the rest of the distance, embracing Hermione awkwardly in Draco's arms. "Oh, Hermione, you're all right, Madame Pomphrey told us that you were dead," Harry said. Hermione was shocked, she had been dead? But how was that possible?
"I-I was dead?" Hermione choked out. She was very confused.
Draco nodded down on her. "I checked your pulse, but there was none, but then Little Dragon told me to hold you and then to kiss you and then you woke up," Draco finished. Then Hermione smiled.
"Sounds like Sleeping Beauty," she murmured. Harry snorted while Draco and Ron looked confused.
"Whatever that is, you were a beautiful sleeper," Draco told her, smiling. She hit him playfully and snorted, then looked hurt.
"Aren't I always a beautiful sleeper?" She batted her long eyelashes at him.
"Yes, yes you are," Draco told her. Harry and Ron looked disgusted, they knew what was coming next, and Hermione leaned up to kiss him and he leaned down to kiss her when Madame Pomphrey came up with a huge block of chocolate.
"If you do not mind I must check my patient, so if you would just carry her over to that bed over there," she said pointing.
"And if I do mind?" Draco asked, eyes twinkling. Madame Pomphrey shoved to chocolate into Harry's hands and glared at Draco as she walked off huffily.
All four of them laughed and went off to find Dumbledore, he hadn't been able to get the full story out of them as they didn't rightly know everything that had happened and had wanted to talk to Hermione when she woke up. Draco didn't let Hermione go, he just carried her the whole way there, and sat down with her in his lap, still refusing to let her go.
"Ah, yes, she has awoken, now, Hermione, if you do not mind, could you please tell me what happened that night in the clearing?"
"Well, it all started at Malfoy Manor..." Hermione told him the whole story, and when she got to the part where she went inside herself and held her magic in her hands he looked very interested. "...And then I apparated here and I knew that with my light was my energy, so when my light was gone, so would my energy, and, well, you know the rest from there."
"Could you please explain to me what an absolute good is?" Dumbledore asked.
"Well, it's hard to explain, but I will try my best. It is something that does not have an ounce of bad or evil in it, it can break all and any boundary or spells, but only if it is needed. What we needed right then was some way to get to safety and Hogwarts, your office specifically was my safety, so I was able to break all of your boundaries and spells so that I could get everyone to safety," Hermione explained thoughtfully.
"Well okay then do you have any questions to ask me?" Hermione thought for a minute.
"Actually, yes, how long have I been asleep?" Dumbledore frowned, she thought that she had been asleep?
"You went into a coma after the first day and you have been in it for two months and three days."
Hermione stared at him and then yawned. "Come on, it's bedtime for you , good day Professor," Draco carried her out of the office and up to her room. She was asleep in his arms half way there. He lay down next to her and was asleep not long after.
Disclaimer: I only own the plot.
Draco's POV
Draco was worried, it had been two whole months since Hermione had fallen. He had refused to leave her side and McGonagall had been away for the first week, so he had stayed in cat form. At night he slept with Hermione, when he was a cat and when he was human again, he didn't want to miss anything. She had slipped into a coma and he was more worried about her than ever. He never went into the Great Hall to eat, he always had his food sent up to the Hospital Wing. Madame Pomphrey had refused to let him spend all his spare time there, but he refused to be kicked out, eventually Dumbledore had been called into the matter and he made Pomphrey allow him to stay.
Without Hermione his life was a wreck. He never did homework, or pay attention in class, or even go to quidditch practice. All his spare time went to Hermione. His professors were getting worried about him, but he didn't care, at least he attended his classes. He was continuously pacing the infirmary, snapping at anyone and everyone, especially the Slytherins who went in there to try and get him to get over her. Madame Pomphrey had tried to drug him to sleep, but after it had worked the first time, he refused anything that she and the other professors tried to give him. His only solace was his dreams.
He always dreamt that he was in a forest, sitting below a tree on a blanket. And always Hermione would come and sit down next to him. She was beautiful as always and always had her wings out, as did he. She would talk to him about things going on at Hogwarts, and would reassure him that she would wake up eventually. Then she would drift off into the distance and he would wake up, it would be morning and she would be in a coma beside him.
The next day Draco woke up as usual. He'd had the dream and he ate in bed, with her at his side and Little Dragon at his feet. Then he went to his first class, Transfiguration. His mind wasn't on the curriculum as usual, but on Hermione instead. He looked up at the words that McGonagall had written on the board. They read 'Hermione is waking up, now'...but the assignment was supposed to be on the board. Then the meaning of the words hit him. He cursed loudly at not understanding them sooner and all eyes turned to him as he crashed out of the room. He was running blindly, Hermione was waking up! But when he got to the Hospital Wing there was a saddened Madame Pomphrey standing over Hermione.
Madame Pomphrey looked up when he came in and backed away from Hermione a bit. "She's dead, she was still in the coma as I was standing there, and then she was just ..dead" she said and then burst into tears. Draco walked slowly over to the bed and looked at his 'Mione, she couldn't be dead, the words had said that she was waking up. He checked her pulse, but there was none. came Little Dragon's voice, Draco looked at the puppy, confused Draco did as he was told and sat on the bed, Hermione cradled in his arms. that was Little Dragon. This was getting weird, he had just been thinking that she looked very kissable in his arms, but why should he kiss her, she was dead. I Little Dragon was snarling at him now, so he decided to do as the puppy said. He leaned down and kissed her gently and then he felt his kiss being returned and deepened it. (A/N Awwwwwww, think Sleeping Beauty)
Hermione's POV
She woke up to a kiss. She knew who it was already and she returned the kiss. Draco deepened the kiss and then pulled away. Hermione looked up at him. He brushed away the hair on her forehead and she shifted. Harry and Ron were talking to Madame Pomphrey, looking sad. Hermione squirmed in Draco's grasp, she had to know what was wrong, why did they look like they were about to cry? "Draco, let me go, I have to find out what's wrong," Hermione pleaded, but Draco just tightened his grasp, but stood up with her in his arms and walked over to the doorway.
The movement must have caught Harry and Ron's attention because they looked up and closed the rest of the distance, embracing Hermione awkwardly in Draco's arms. "Oh, Hermione, you're all right, Madame Pomphrey told us that you were dead," Harry said. Hermione was shocked, she had been dead? But how was that possible?
"I-I was dead?" Hermione choked out. She was very confused.
Draco nodded down on her. "I checked your pulse, but there was none, but then Little Dragon told me to hold you and then to kiss you and then you woke up," Draco finished. Then Hermione smiled.
"Sounds like Sleeping Beauty," she murmured. Harry snorted while Draco and Ron looked confused.
"Whatever that is, you were a beautiful sleeper," Draco told her, smiling. She hit him playfully and snorted, then looked hurt.
"Aren't I always a beautiful sleeper?" She batted her long eyelashes at him.
"Yes, yes you are," Draco told her. Harry and Ron looked disgusted, they knew what was coming next, and Hermione leaned up to kiss him and he leaned down to kiss her when Madame Pomphrey came up with a huge block of chocolate.
"If you do not mind I must check my patient, so if you would just carry her over to that bed over there," she said pointing.
"And if I do mind?" Draco asked, eyes twinkling. Madame Pomphrey shoved to chocolate into Harry's hands and glared at Draco as she walked off huffily.
All four of them laughed and went off to find Dumbledore, he hadn't been able to get the full story out of them as they didn't rightly know everything that had happened and had wanted to talk to Hermione when she woke up. Draco didn't let Hermione go, he just carried her the whole way there, and sat down with her in his lap, still refusing to let her go.
"Ah, yes, she has awoken, now, Hermione, if you do not mind, could you please tell me what happened that night in the clearing?"
"Well, it all started at Malfoy Manor..." Hermione told him the whole story, and when she got to the part where she went inside herself and held her magic in her hands he looked very interested. "...And then I apparated here and I knew that with my light was my energy, so when my light was gone, so would my energy, and, well, you know the rest from there."
"Could you please explain to me what an absolute good is?" Dumbledore asked.
"Well, it's hard to explain, but I will try my best. It is something that does not have an ounce of bad or evil in it, it can break all and any boundary or spells, but only if it is needed. What we needed right then was some way to get to safety and Hogwarts, your office specifically was my safety, so I was able to break all of your boundaries and spells so that I could get everyone to safety," Hermione explained thoughtfully.
"Well okay then do you have any questions to ask me?" Hermione thought for a minute.
"Actually, yes, how long have I been asleep?" Dumbledore frowned, she thought that she had been asleep?
"You went into a coma after the first day and you have been in it for two months and three days."
Hermione stared at him and then yawned. "Come on, it's bedtime for you , good day Professor," Draco carried her out of the office and up to her room. She was asleep in his arms half way there. He lay down next to her and was asleep not long after.
