A/N: Sorry it took so long to update but I had A LOT of stuff going on at school and my muse left me…But it's out now, so read and enjoy.
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Emerald Flame
Chapter 14
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****Draco's POV****
I quietly shut the door to my room and walked forward to my bed, collapsing on it when I got there. Hermione, Ginny, Harry and I had stayed with Eliza until she had finally woken up. She only stayed conscious for a few minutes, enough time to give Snape a piece of paper with directions on how to cast the hybrid on it before she passed out again. At that point, Hermione, Ginny, and I had left, but Harry had stayed with Eliza and I knew he probably wouldn't move until she woke up for more than five minutes.
Sighing, I pushed myself up and walked to the bathroom. I slipped out of my robes and winced when I saw blood staining my white shirt. Apparently the wound wasn't as healed as I thought if it was bleeding through the thick bandages. I went to the bathroom, pulling off my shirt and dropping it on the floor on the way. Once I got to the bathroom, I slowly unwrapped the bandages, wincing as the blood started to flow down my side and stain the top of my jeans. Once I had dropped the last of the bandages on the floor, I grabbed a towel and soaked it in cold water. I pressed it against the wound, trying to stop the flow of blood while searching for the roll of bandages I usually kept in the bathroom. But, after a few minutes the towel was stained a pinkish color by the blood, I still hadn't found the bandages, and I was starting to feel tired from blood loss. I finally just gave up on trying to find the bandages and stepped backwards until my back hit the wall. I slid down and clutched the towel tighter to my side, becoming slightly desperate to stop the blood now. I gave up when my eyesight started fading and just waited for the darkness to come again.
****Hermione's POV****
I knocked on Draco's door, but got no answer, which was odd considering he had only been in there for ten minutes. I opened the door slowly and steeped inside, glancing cautiously around the room for Draco. The room was empty except for his shirt on the floor. I walked over to the shirt and picked it up off the floor. When I picked it up, I realized it was stained with blood and gasped. I looked up again and realized the bathroom light was on and the door was open. I dropped the shirt and rushed over to the bathroom and looked inside, nearly screaming when I saw what was inside.
Draco was laying on the floor in a pool of blood that I could confidently say was his. A towel lay on the floor next to him that was also stained with his blood. I quickly rushed over to his side and kneeled down next to him. His eyes were open, but not focused on anything. I gently turned his head until his gaze was locked with mine.
"Draco?" I said, trying to snap him out of his daze.
"Hermione…" He said softly, his eyes focusing as he reached up and put a hand on the side of my face. I reached up and put my hand over his, leaning into his palm.
"What happened Draco?" I asked.
"The….The cut opened again….And….And the blood…"
I reached down with my free hand and pulled the towel out of his grasp, revealing the open wound that had only just then stopped bleeding. I replaced the towel and looked around the bathroom for something clean I could clean the blood with. There was a clean stack of towels in the corner, but other than that nothing was in sight. I sighed, got up, and picked up a towel. I doused it in water and turned back towards Draco. I picked up the bloody towel, threw it into the corner, and started to clean the wound.
When that was done I looked around again, only this time for the roll of bandages Draco usually kept handy. I couldn't find them, so I just pulled out my wand and conjured a roll. I quickly wrapped the wound and tried to get Draco to stay conscious long enough for me to talk to him.
"Draco," I said when I finally got him at least mostly awake, "Do you want to go back to the Hospital Wing?"
"No," He groaned, wincing as his hand grazed his bandages.
"Then we have to get you to your bed," I said, glancing from him to the bed in the next room.
He nodded and attempted to get up. He managed to stand, but started to stumble almost automatically. I quickly reached out and allowed him to lean on me, helping him to make it to his bed. We finally made it and he lay down with one arm over his eyes.
"I'm going to go clean up your bathroom," I told him softly, running my hand through his hair before I turned and walked into the bloody bathroom. I sighed and looked down at the puddle of blood, then at the bloody bandages, then at my own reflection in the mirror. My face was smeared with Draco's blood, as were my hands. My shoes too, were covered with blood, but that could wait until later. I cleaned the blood and bandages with a simple spell, before I turned on the water and cleaned the blood off of my face and hands. I turned the water off and walked out of the bathroom, turning the light off behind me. Draco was still laying on the bed, but he moved the arm that lay over his eyes so it now rested across his stomach. His eyes were closed, and his chest was rising and falling evenly. I walked quietly up to him and looked down at him. He looked so…fragile. Like he would just shatter like glass when it hit the floor. I leaned down and kissed him lightly on the forehead before I turned and walked towards the door.
"Don't leave," He said suddenly when I reached the door, "Please. Don't leave, Hermione."
I turned and looked at him. He hadn't bothered sitting up to talk and had instead twisted his head around so it hung off the bed and turned in my direction. I smiled softly and walked back towards the bed, kicking off my shoes on the way and crawling into bed next to him. He moved his head back onto the pillow and closed his eyes, wincing again at the wound. I took out my wand and charmed the lights off before I curled up next to him with my hand curled up into a fist on his chest and my forehead resting against his shoulder. One of his hands reached up and covered my own before we both fell into a restful sleep.
****Draco's POV****
Our peaceful sleep was broken at 8:48 AM when a series of frantic knocks assaulted my door. I lifted my head as Hermione sat up and stared at the clock, then the door. This was early even for her. The knocks started again, but this time a voice accompanied it.
"Hermione!" Harry's voice called, sounding frantic, "Hermione! I know you're there, answer the door!"
Hermione looked bewildered for a second before throwing off the blanket and climbing out of bed. She quickly walked to the door and opened it to face a very worried looking Harry Potter.
"What's the matter?" Hermione asked automatically as Harry came in and leaned against the wall, trembling.
"Eliza…" Harry said slowly, still shaking.
"What's the matter with her?" I asked, sitting up.
"She's…" Harry gulped, "She's…gone."
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A/N: Okay, I know this is a little short, but Justers has been pissing me off with his incessant cries for the new chapter. So Justin: It's out, stop bitching. Bye. Review please!
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Emerald Flame
Chapter 14
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****Draco's POV****
I quietly shut the door to my room and walked forward to my bed, collapsing on it when I got there. Hermione, Ginny, Harry and I had stayed with Eliza until she had finally woken up. She only stayed conscious for a few minutes, enough time to give Snape a piece of paper with directions on how to cast the hybrid on it before she passed out again. At that point, Hermione, Ginny, and I had left, but Harry had stayed with Eliza and I knew he probably wouldn't move until she woke up for more than five minutes.
Sighing, I pushed myself up and walked to the bathroom. I slipped out of my robes and winced when I saw blood staining my white shirt. Apparently the wound wasn't as healed as I thought if it was bleeding through the thick bandages. I went to the bathroom, pulling off my shirt and dropping it on the floor on the way. Once I got to the bathroom, I slowly unwrapped the bandages, wincing as the blood started to flow down my side and stain the top of my jeans. Once I had dropped the last of the bandages on the floor, I grabbed a towel and soaked it in cold water. I pressed it against the wound, trying to stop the flow of blood while searching for the roll of bandages I usually kept in the bathroom. But, after a few minutes the towel was stained a pinkish color by the blood, I still hadn't found the bandages, and I was starting to feel tired from blood loss. I finally just gave up on trying to find the bandages and stepped backwards until my back hit the wall. I slid down and clutched the towel tighter to my side, becoming slightly desperate to stop the blood now. I gave up when my eyesight started fading and just waited for the darkness to come again.
****Hermione's POV****
I knocked on Draco's door, but got no answer, which was odd considering he had only been in there for ten minutes. I opened the door slowly and steeped inside, glancing cautiously around the room for Draco. The room was empty except for his shirt on the floor. I walked over to the shirt and picked it up off the floor. When I picked it up, I realized it was stained with blood and gasped. I looked up again and realized the bathroom light was on and the door was open. I dropped the shirt and rushed over to the bathroom and looked inside, nearly screaming when I saw what was inside.
Draco was laying on the floor in a pool of blood that I could confidently say was his. A towel lay on the floor next to him that was also stained with his blood. I quickly rushed over to his side and kneeled down next to him. His eyes were open, but not focused on anything. I gently turned his head until his gaze was locked with mine.
"Draco?" I said, trying to snap him out of his daze.
"Hermione…" He said softly, his eyes focusing as he reached up and put a hand on the side of my face. I reached up and put my hand over his, leaning into his palm.
"What happened Draco?" I asked.
"The….The cut opened again….And….And the blood…"
I reached down with my free hand and pulled the towel out of his grasp, revealing the open wound that had only just then stopped bleeding. I replaced the towel and looked around the bathroom for something clean I could clean the blood with. There was a clean stack of towels in the corner, but other than that nothing was in sight. I sighed, got up, and picked up a towel. I doused it in water and turned back towards Draco. I picked up the bloody towel, threw it into the corner, and started to clean the wound.
When that was done I looked around again, only this time for the roll of bandages Draco usually kept handy. I couldn't find them, so I just pulled out my wand and conjured a roll. I quickly wrapped the wound and tried to get Draco to stay conscious long enough for me to talk to him.
"Draco," I said when I finally got him at least mostly awake, "Do you want to go back to the Hospital Wing?"
"No," He groaned, wincing as his hand grazed his bandages.
"Then we have to get you to your bed," I said, glancing from him to the bed in the next room.
He nodded and attempted to get up. He managed to stand, but started to stumble almost automatically. I quickly reached out and allowed him to lean on me, helping him to make it to his bed. We finally made it and he lay down with one arm over his eyes.
"I'm going to go clean up your bathroom," I told him softly, running my hand through his hair before I turned and walked into the bloody bathroom. I sighed and looked down at the puddle of blood, then at the bloody bandages, then at my own reflection in the mirror. My face was smeared with Draco's blood, as were my hands. My shoes too, were covered with blood, but that could wait until later. I cleaned the blood and bandages with a simple spell, before I turned on the water and cleaned the blood off of my face and hands. I turned the water off and walked out of the bathroom, turning the light off behind me. Draco was still laying on the bed, but he moved the arm that lay over his eyes so it now rested across his stomach. His eyes were closed, and his chest was rising and falling evenly. I walked quietly up to him and looked down at him. He looked so…fragile. Like he would just shatter like glass when it hit the floor. I leaned down and kissed him lightly on the forehead before I turned and walked towards the door.
"Don't leave," He said suddenly when I reached the door, "Please. Don't leave, Hermione."
I turned and looked at him. He hadn't bothered sitting up to talk and had instead twisted his head around so it hung off the bed and turned in my direction. I smiled softly and walked back towards the bed, kicking off my shoes on the way and crawling into bed next to him. He moved his head back onto the pillow and closed his eyes, wincing again at the wound. I took out my wand and charmed the lights off before I curled up next to him with my hand curled up into a fist on his chest and my forehead resting against his shoulder. One of his hands reached up and covered my own before we both fell into a restful sleep.
****Draco's POV****
Our peaceful sleep was broken at 8:48 AM when a series of frantic knocks assaulted my door. I lifted my head as Hermione sat up and stared at the clock, then the door. This was early even for her. The knocks started again, but this time a voice accompanied it.
"Hermione!" Harry's voice called, sounding frantic, "Hermione! I know you're there, answer the door!"
Hermione looked bewildered for a second before throwing off the blanket and climbing out of bed. She quickly walked to the door and opened it to face a very worried looking Harry Potter.
"What's the matter?" Hermione asked automatically as Harry came in and leaned against the wall, trembling.
"Eliza…" Harry said slowly, still shaking.
"What's the matter with her?" I asked, sitting up.
"She's…" Harry gulped, "She's…gone."
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A/N: Okay, I know this is a little short, but Justers has been pissing me off with his incessant cries for the new chapter. So Justin: It's out, stop bitching. Bye. Review please!