*~* To Love a Malfoy *~*
Chapter 5: Midnight Feast
Azmordes' final words rung in her head: "Goodbye Hermione Granger." Closing her eyes tightly, Hermione tried not to show how scared she was. Tears where forming in her eyes but she refused to let them fall. "Goodbye." She said simply. A cruel laugh filled her ears, as she felt him edging closer. She even thought she heard Draco groan an "I'm sorry" but she wasn't sure. The feeling of Azmordes' hot breath on her face made a sickening sensation develop in her stomach. His breath was rancid, completely nauseating. His pincers sunk into her leg, causing the tears that were welling up in her eyes to trickle down her cheeks. She reached out and grabbed something, just to hold onto and to squeeze, so she could forget about the pain. Her left hand finding Draco's.
"STOP!"
Footsteps, she could hear footsteps. Feet pounding on the cold hard floor, running towards her. Relief seeped through her body, but a part of her knew that they would suffer the same fate she had.
"RUN AWAY!" She choked out, "SAVE YOURSELF!"
But the footsteps came closer. Even with her eyes closed, Hermione saw a blinding flash of light in front of her. She felt Azmordes slump lifelessly onto her leg, his pincers still deep within her flesh. His body weighing down on her, crushing her legs, caused more tears to creep down Hermione's already tear stained face.
"Help me get it off her!" A familiar voice ordered. Hermione heard another person making small squeaking noises, as if in fear. When the weight was removed from her legs she opened her brown eyes, still filled with tears. They blurred her vision but she saw a pair of sparkling green eyes.
"Harry?" He placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, "It's going to be ok, you're going to be alright." He replied.
Turning her head to the right she saw the black shape of Azmordes' body. Next to it recognized the red hair of Ron, who was kicking the spider. Ron shrieked in fear when one of Azmordes' legs fell onto him.
"Ron? Harry? How did you know?" But before Harry could reply, Hermione's eyes closed again and her head drooped to one side, unconscious.
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"Shut up Ron! You're going to wake her up."
"She's been asleep for three days already, I'm sure it won't matter if she woke up now. I mean, she's slept for three days! THREE!"
"Yeah, she's RECOVERING!"
"THREE DAYS OF SLEEP!"
Hermione slowly opened up her eyes to find Ron and Harry on each side of her. Ron was holding up three fingers whilst Harry was eying Ron with annoyance. Hermione let out a small cough to indicate that she was awake.
"Hermione!" Chorused Ron and Harry happily.
"You're awake! How are you feeling?" Ron placed a hand on Hermione's in concern. She smiled. "I've been better." She lifted up her right arm, "Feels a bit stiff. How am I going to write?" Worried filled her eyes. "I'm going to fall behind with my school work and then I'll fail and then I'll..." Harry covered her mouth with his hand, "Relax. You not well. You're recovering." At the last word he shot Ron a glance. "Just relax."
"Besides," Ron grinned, "Any homework you have to catch up on we collected." He indicated to a small pile of parchment and books on her nightstand. Also on her nightstand was a packet of chocolate frogs, a couple of cupcakes courtesy of Hagrid, and at least 3 or 4 get well cards. Reaching over, Hermione picked up a couple of papers, "Potions, transfiguration, charms." She leafed through the parchment, "Divination?! RON!" He snatched back the parchment, "There's no harm in trying." He grinned sheepishly.
"What else have I missed?" Hermione inquired.
"Let's see now." Ron screwed up his brow in thought, "You missed Neville accidentally setting Snape's robes on fire." Harry let out a laugh, "I can't believe you missed that. Poor Neville got detention for a week." Ron coughed and brought the attention back to him, "Fang launched himself at Goyle during Care of Magical Creatures because he had been tempting him with a chocolate frog and then ate it himself and finally...erm. someone got their hands on Mrs. Norris and changed her a few different colours, quite an improvement might I add. So Filch is prowling the corridors accusing each passing student of vandalizing his cat."
Hermione couldn't help but let out a giggle. Then she thought she heard a laugh coming from her right, but all she saw was Draco supposedly coughing. She had completely forgotten about Draco. She glanced at his nightstand, which was bare. No get well cards, no presents. Hermione felt a little bit sorry for him.
"What time is it?"
"Time that your visitors left and allowed me to treat my patients." Madam Pomfrey came bustling in and grabbed Ron and Harry's arms. "Out, out! She needs her rest."
"She's had three days!" Rona argued holding up three fingers again.
"OUT!" Madam Pomfrey commanded, pushing them forcefully through the hospital wing doors. "Now. Miss Granger, how are you feeling?"
"Fine thank you Madam Pomfrey, my right arm is just a little stiff but I'm sure it will go away. My leg aches a little too." Hermione responded.
Madam Pomfrey surveyed Hermione with a thoughtful glance. "Hmm. Yes, yes. I shall be keeping you and Mister Malfoy in the hospital wing overnight just to make sure your both fully fit."
Hermione smiled sweetly, "Thank you Madam Pomfrey."
"In the mean time, eat some chocolate, that'll keep you feeling well." With that she left the room, muttering about noisy, disrespectful visitors.
The final rays of lights danced in through the window, making Hermione experience a wave of tiredness. With a final glance at Draco, she drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
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Being wrapped up in these blankets were getting too warm for Hermione. She kicked them off and lay in her bed. "I think I'll get some fresh air or something." She muttered to herself. She slipped out of the hospital bed and tiptoed across the cool floor. There was one giant window near her bed, which allowed in vast amounts of pale moonlight. Just as she was about to climb onto the windowsill she stopped, "Draco?"
The figure quickly turned his head, "Huh? What?" The luminosity of the moon made Draco's hair shimmer in the night. Hermione felt quite awkward standing there, "Erm, how are you feeling? How's your leg?" Draco raised an eyebrow confusedly, "I ..I feel fine." He retorted cautiously. Why was she being nice to him? His questioning grey eyes pierced through Hermione's affectionate brown ones. What was she up to? Maybe she was trying to get something. It all seemed a little suspicious. "What do you want?" He asked slowly. Whatever he was expecting it wasn't for her to laugh. "What?!" He growled angrily. "I'm sorry." She chuckled, "I don't want anything. I'm just being friendly. You should try it sometime." Hermione covered her mouth and continued to laugh. "I can be nice if I wanted to." He replied smugly. "Really now?" Hermione said, not fully believing him. "Wait one moment." She disappeared into the darkness and emerged a moment later holding 2 chocolate frogs. "Scoot over." She demanded. Hermione wasn't fully sure why she was acting like this, but she thought if she was forced to be in the hospital with Malfoy she might as well be civil to him.
Still not fully trusting Hermione, he reluctantly agreed and shifted his legs. Hermione settled herself cross-legged next to him. She held out her hand, containing a chocolate frog. He reached out to grab it, but then stopped, quickly retracting his hand. "It's not poison you know." Hermione rolled her eyes. Draco let out an annoyed grunt and snatched up the chocolate frog, "What are you up to Granger?" "Oh come on Malfoy! If we're going to be stuck with each other for the night we might as well be friendly? You know, nice." She said the last word slowly, as if he were a toddler only just starting to speak. "Stop that Granger, I do know the meaning of the word." "Really? Don't seem like it." Draco took a bite out of his chocolate frog and huffed. "I'm not expected to be nice." "Well try, because I can make this night hell for you." Draco looked very aggravated, yet somehow he liked the way she was acting. Draco raised his hand to his mouth as if to cough, then quickly said something. "What?" She raised her eyebrows, "What did you say?" "I said..." He sighed, he might as well say it, "Thanks, for what you did." Draco was of course referring to helping him up and for standing over him, protecting him. "Oh, that." Hermione looked out the window, "Anybody would have done the same thing." "Not really, but yeah, thanks anyway." There was an awkward pause as the two just sat there, munching on their chocolate frog. She flicked her eyes to Draco, who was watching the starry night. Wait a minute, Hermione had just remembered something quite peculiar. "Malfoy...erm I mean Draco," Might as well call him by his first name she thought, "What were you doing in the corridor? Why weren't you at dinner like everyone else?" "Oh that, I wasn't really hungry. Plus Crabbe and Goyle were getting on my nerves." He said, still looking outside. Hermione continued to watch him, somehow she felt that that really didn't seem all that believable. Draco hopped down from the windowsill, "I'm off to bed, thanks for the chocolate frog Granger. Good night." And with that he walked into the shadows, the pitter-patter of his feet cutting the silence. Hermione just watched after him. She stayed watching out of the window for what seemed like an age. Only when she heard Draco's faint snores did she return to her own bed.
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First of all I would like to apologize for taking AGES to write this chapter...but. now it's up and I hope you enjoyed reading it. Heh, reviews are always welcome :D *hint hint* I highly recommend that you check out my friend's fanfic: To Bewitch the Mind It is damn fantastic :D
Chapter 5: Midnight Feast
Azmordes' final words rung in her head: "Goodbye Hermione Granger." Closing her eyes tightly, Hermione tried not to show how scared she was. Tears where forming in her eyes but she refused to let them fall. "Goodbye." She said simply. A cruel laugh filled her ears, as she felt him edging closer. She even thought she heard Draco groan an "I'm sorry" but she wasn't sure. The feeling of Azmordes' hot breath on her face made a sickening sensation develop in her stomach. His breath was rancid, completely nauseating. His pincers sunk into her leg, causing the tears that were welling up in her eyes to trickle down her cheeks. She reached out and grabbed something, just to hold onto and to squeeze, so she could forget about the pain. Her left hand finding Draco's.
"STOP!"
Footsteps, she could hear footsteps. Feet pounding on the cold hard floor, running towards her. Relief seeped through her body, but a part of her knew that they would suffer the same fate she had.
"RUN AWAY!" She choked out, "SAVE YOURSELF!"
But the footsteps came closer. Even with her eyes closed, Hermione saw a blinding flash of light in front of her. She felt Azmordes slump lifelessly onto her leg, his pincers still deep within her flesh. His body weighing down on her, crushing her legs, caused more tears to creep down Hermione's already tear stained face.
"Help me get it off her!" A familiar voice ordered. Hermione heard another person making small squeaking noises, as if in fear. When the weight was removed from her legs she opened her brown eyes, still filled with tears. They blurred her vision but she saw a pair of sparkling green eyes.
"Harry?" He placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, "It's going to be ok, you're going to be alright." He replied.
Turning her head to the right she saw the black shape of Azmordes' body. Next to it recognized the red hair of Ron, who was kicking the spider. Ron shrieked in fear when one of Azmordes' legs fell onto him.
"Ron? Harry? How did you know?" But before Harry could reply, Hermione's eyes closed again and her head drooped to one side, unconscious.
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"Shut up Ron! You're going to wake her up."
"She's been asleep for three days already, I'm sure it won't matter if she woke up now. I mean, she's slept for three days! THREE!"
"Yeah, she's RECOVERING!"
"THREE DAYS OF SLEEP!"
Hermione slowly opened up her eyes to find Ron and Harry on each side of her. Ron was holding up three fingers whilst Harry was eying Ron with annoyance. Hermione let out a small cough to indicate that she was awake.
"Hermione!" Chorused Ron and Harry happily.
"You're awake! How are you feeling?" Ron placed a hand on Hermione's in concern. She smiled. "I've been better." She lifted up her right arm, "Feels a bit stiff. How am I going to write?" Worried filled her eyes. "I'm going to fall behind with my school work and then I'll fail and then I'll..." Harry covered her mouth with his hand, "Relax. You not well. You're recovering." At the last word he shot Ron a glance. "Just relax."
"Besides," Ron grinned, "Any homework you have to catch up on we collected." He indicated to a small pile of parchment and books on her nightstand. Also on her nightstand was a packet of chocolate frogs, a couple of cupcakes courtesy of Hagrid, and at least 3 or 4 get well cards. Reaching over, Hermione picked up a couple of papers, "Potions, transfiguration, charms." She leafed through the parchment, "Divination?! RON!" He snatched back the parchment, "There's no harm in trying." He grinned sheepishly.
"What else have I missed?" Hermione inquired.
"Let's see now." Ron screwed up his brow in thought, "You missed Neville accidentally setting Snape's robes on fire." Harry let out a laugh, "I can't believe you missed that. Poor Neville got detention for a week." Ron coughed and brought the attention back to him, "Fang launched himself at Goyle during Care of Magical Creatures because he had been tempting him with a chocolate frog and then ate it himself and finally...erm. someone got their hands on Mrs. Norris and changed her a few different colours, quite an improvement might I add. So Filch is prowling the corridors accusing each passing student of vandalizing his cat."
Hermione couldn't help but let out a giggle. Then she thought she heard a laugh coming from her right, but all she saw was Draco supposedly coughing. She had completely forgotten about Draco. She glanced at his nightstand, which was bare. No get well cards, no presents. Hermione felt a little bit sorry for him.
"What time is it?"
"Time that your visitors left and allowed me to treat my patients." Madam Pomfrey came bustling in and grabbed Ron and Harry's arms. "Out, out! She needs her rest."
"She's had three days!" Rona argued holding up three fingers again.
"OUT!" Madam Pomfrey commanded, pushing them forcefully through the hospital wing doors. "Now. Miss Granger, how are you feeling?"
"Fine thank you Madam Pomfrey, my right arm is just a little stiff but I'm sure it will go away. My leg aches a little too." Hermione responded.
Madam Pomfrey surveyed Hermione with a thoughtful glance. "Hmm. Yes, yes. I shall be keeping you and Mister Malfoy in the hospital wing overnight just to make sure your both fully fit."
Hermione smiled sweetly, "Thank you Madam Pomfrey."
"In the mean time, eat some chocolate, that'll keep you feeling well." With that she left the room, muttering about noisy, disrespectful visitors.
The final rays of lights danced in through the window, making Hermione experience a wave of tiredness. With a final glance at Draco, she drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
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Being wrapped up in these blankets were getting too warm for Hermione. She kicked them off and lay in her bed. "I think I'll get some fresh air or something." She muttered to herself. She slipped out of the hospital bed and tiptoed across the cool floor. There was one giant window near her bed, which allowed in vast amounts of pale moonlight. Just as she was about to climb onto the windowsill she stopped, "Draco?"
The figure quickly turned his head, "Huh? What?" The luminosity of the moon made Draco's hair shimmer in the night. Hermione felt quite awkward standing there, "Erm, how are you feeling? How's your leg?" Draco raised an eyebrow confusedly, "I ..I feel fine." He retorted cautiously. Why was she being nice to him? His questioning grey eyes pierced through Hermione's affectionate brown ones. What was she up to? Maybe she was trying to get something. It all seemed a little suspicious. "What do you want?" He asked slowly. Whatever he was expecting it wasn't for her to laugh. "What?!" He growled angrily. "I'm sorry." She chuckled, "I don't want anything. I'm just being friendly. You should try it sometime." Hermione covered her mouth and continued to laugh. "I can be nice if I wanted to." He replied smugly. "Really now?" Hermione said, not fully believing him. "Wait one moment." She disappeared into the darkness and emerged a moment later holding 2 chocolate frogs. "Scoot over." She demanded. Hermione wasn't fully sure why she was acting like this, but she thought if she was forced to be in the hospital with Malfoy she might as well be civil to him.
Still not fully trusting Hermione, he reluctantly agreed and shifted his legs. Hermione settled herself cross-legged next to him. She held out her hand, containing a chocolate frog. He reached out to grab it, but then stopped, quickly retracting his hand. "It's not poison you know." Hermione rolled her eyes. Draco let out an annoyed grunt and snatched up the chocolate frog, "What are you up to Granger?" "Oh come on Malfoy! If we're going to be stuck with each other for the night we might as well be friendly? You know, nice." She said the last word slowly, as if he were a toddler only just starting to speak. "Stop that Granger, I do know the meaning of the word." "Really? Don't seem like it." Draco took a bite out of his chocolate frog and huffed. "I'm not expected to be nice." "Well try, because I can make this night hell for you." Draco looked very aggravated, yet somehow he liked the way she was acting. Draco raised his hand to his mouth as if to cough, then quickly said something. "What?" She raised her eyebrows, "What did you say?" "I said..." He sighed, he might as well say it, "Thanks, for what you did." Draco was of course referring to helping him up and for standing over him, protecting him. "Oh, that." Hermione looked out the window, "Anybody would have done the same thing." "Not really, but yeah, thanks anyway." There was an awkward pause as the two just sat there, munching on their chocolate frog. She flicked her eyes to Draco, who was watching the starry night. Wait a minute, Hermione had just remembered something quite peculiar. "Malfoy...erm I mean Draco," Might as well call him by his first name she thought, "What were you doing in the corridor? Why weren't you at dinner like everyone else?" "Oh that, I wasn't really hungry. Plus Crabbe and Goyle were getting on my nerves." He said, still looking outside. Hermione continued to watch him, somehow she felt that that really didn't seem all that believable. Draco hopped down from the windowsill, "I'm off to bed, thanks for the chocolate frog Granger. Good night." And with that he walked into the shadows, the pitter-patter of his feet cutting the silence. Hermione just watched after him. She stayed watching out of the window for what seemed like an age. Only when she heard Draco's faint snores did she return to her own bed.
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First of all I would like to apologize for taking AGES to write this chapter...but. now it's up and I hope you enjoyed reading it. Heh, reviews are always welcome :D *hint hint* I highly recommend that you check out my friend's fanfic: To Bewitch the Mind It is damn fantastic :D