'How the hell'd we end up like this? I know We made some mistakes, but
nevertheless, do we deserve THIS!?!'
He surveyed the scene. His house, gone. His possessions, also gone. His wife, in critical condition at the hospital.
'How the hell'd we wind up like this? A smoke, a drink, a few mistakes. Who would have known the bed was going to catch fire!?!'
He ran to the hospital, he had n other way of getting there. The phone lines? Down. The car? Gone. He ran faster with each step, his heart and soul unwilling to slow down...
'How the hell'd we end up like this? I love her. But what if I lose her...' his thoughts raced. The hospital door stood in front of him. How he got there that fast, he'd never know...
He stepped into the hospital, fighting back the tears, knowing his wife was fighting for her life.
"Which room is Hermione Malfoy in?" he asked.
"Room two-thirty-seven." replied the nurse.
He ran to her room. He knew he could collapse at any given moment, but he didn't care. She was all that mattered now...
There he was. Room two-thirty-seven. He opened the door. There she was, laying there, now able to sit up and talk a little.
He sat down beside her.
"Hey Draco..." she uttered painfully...
"Hay baby, you feeling better?" he asked. She nodded...
TBC...!
Random quote of the fic: "Never forget to dream."
He surveyed the scene. His house, gone. His possessions, also gone. His wife, in critical condition at the hospital.
'How the hell'd we wind up like this? A smoke, a drink, a few mistakes. Who would have known the bed was going to catch fire!?!'
He ran to the hospital, he had n other way of getting there. The phone lines? Down. The car? Gone. He ran faster with each step, his heart and soul unwilling to slow down...
'How the hell'd we end up like this? I love her. But what if I lose her...' his thoughts raced. The hospital door stood in front of him. How he got there that fast, he'd never know...
He stepped into the hospital, fighting back the tears, knowing his wife was fighting for her life.
"Which room is Hermione Malfoy in?" he asked.
"Room two-thirty-seven." replied the nurse.
He ran to her room. He knew he could collapse at any given moment, but he didn't care. She was all that mattered now...
There he was. Room two-thirty-seven. He opened the door. There she was, laying there, now able to sit up and talk a little.
He sat down beside her.
"Hey Draco..." she uttered painfully...
"Hay baby, you feeling better?" he asked. She nodded...
TBC...!
Random quote of the fic: "Never forget to dream."