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Chapter 3 Making Deals
Hermione has a secret that not even her two closest friends know about , a secret that could be deadly if not known. She noticed the look of secrecy in Draco's eyes and wondered if he saw the secrecy she beheld.
As She made her way back to the common room she thought back to the day when she sat in her doctor's office patiently yet unpatiently waiting. It had gone away, but there was still a possibility that it had come back......
F~L~A~S~H~B~A~C~K to 2 years prior
"I'm so sorry Mr. And Mrs. Granger but I'm afraid that Hermione's luekemia, has came back. I thought that we had cured it, but I'm afraid that we missed a part,"
As the doctor's speech drone on Hermione's ears clogged up as she felt tears welling up inside her as her mother's already fell slowly down her cheeks. Her dad just sat there squeezing his wife's hand with a pale face.
The sickness had continued making Hermione weaker and weaker over the summer. The doctor said that she had about a year or less to live. Hermione wanted to just finish it out normally, act as if it never happened. Ron and Harry didn't even know. How could she tell them? So Hermione went back to school and kept her grades up, making sure not to tire her self to easily. So back to Hogwarts she went and she was doing fine until she collapsed in Snapes class one day, her and Ron had been fighting, he knew she was hiding something. So she told Ron and he had kept it secret so far. They used the excuse of "dangerously high stress levels" so Harry made sure to keep Ron from fighting with her. End Of FlashBack
Hermione trudged up to her room feeling ready for a nap. She layed down on her bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Draco's P.o.v
After Quidditch practice I walked into the commonroom that I shared with Granger, and sat down to do the homework we had for that night. I heard soft snores coming down from her room.
"She sleeps an awful lot," I thought outloud.
A couple hours later about 5 minutes after dinner had started down in the Great Hall, I walked up to her room and knocked on the door. No reply. I knocked again and called out "Granger time for dinner!" I still didn't hear a sound. Starting to get worried I walked in. I shook her almost lifeless body and her eyes fluttered open. She called me Harry, so I was appaled at that name and yet shocked that she couldn't recognize me.
"Granger are you feeling alright?" I asked concerningly.
"Oh Harry, I had such a nice nap, and why are you acting like that Malfoy fellow?" She said giggling.
I knew something wasn't right with this picture so I slung her over my shoulders and walked up to the Infirmary. Madam Pomfrey was in her office so I layed Hermione down on a bed and knocked on her door.I walked in and explained what had happened just a few minutes ago.
"Draco," Madam Pomfrey said calmly, "Maybe it's time you knew about Hermione, but you must not let her know that anyone has told you, understand?"
Draco nodded and so Madam Pomfrey explained all about Hermione's cancer and what kind of things would happen, dilirousness and things like that, he was so shocked. Guilty too, for always making fun of her and calling her names.
"Draco, she has less than a year to live," Madam Pomfrey said.
Draco looked up shocked and again felt a pang of guilt rising up in him. Why did this have to happen to her? He thought, the perfect one, the one who never did a wrong. He stood up and thanked Madam Pomfrey and walked out of her door to find a sleeping Hermione. He gently picked her up and walked he back to her room, and that was all for the night. Keeping this promise is something he could without a doubt do, but he didn't know how he was supposed to treat her now.
A/n I hope this makes up for the short Chapter from last time. I have gotten 2 or 3 reviews on this so far, so far, should I continue this?
Chapter 3 Making Deals
Hermione has a secret that not even her two closest friends know about , a secret that could be deadly if not known. She noticed the look of secrecy in Draco's eyes and wondered if he saw the secrecy she beheld.
As She made her way back to the common room she thought back to the day when she sat in her doctor's office patiently yet unpatiently waiting. It had gone away, but there was still a possibility that it had come back......
F~L~A~S~H~B~A~C~K to 2 years prior
"I'm so sorry Mr. And Mrs. Granger but I'm afraid that Hermione's luekemia, has came back. I thought that we had cured it, but I'm afraid that we missed a part,"
As the doctor's speech drone on Hermione's ears clogged up as she felt tears welling up inside her as her mother's already fell slowly down her cheeks. Her dad just sat there squeezing his wife's hand with a pale face.
The sickness had continued making Hermione weaker and weaker over the summer. The doctor said that she had about a year or less to live. Hermione wanted to just finish it out normally, act as if it never happened. Ron and Harry didn't even know. How could she tell them? So Hermione went back to school and kept her grades up, making sure not to tire her self to easily. So back to Hogwarts she went and she was doing fine until she collapsed in Snapes class one day, her and Ron had been fighting, he knew she was hiding something. So she told Ron and he had kept it secret so far. They used the excuse of "dangerously high stress levels" so Harry made sure to keep Ron from fighting with her. End Of FlashBack
Hermione trudged up to her room feeling ready for a nap. She layed down on her bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Draco's P.o.v
After Quidditch practice I walked into the commonroom that I shared with Granger, and sat down to do the homework we had for that night. I heard soft snores coming down from her room.
"She sleeps an awful lot," I thought outloud.
A couple hours later about 5 minutes after dinner had started down in the Great Hall, I walked up to her room and knocked on the door. No reply. I knocked again and called out "Granger time for dinner!" I still didn't hear a sound. Starting to get worried I walked in. I shook her almost lifeless body and her eyes fluttered open. She called me Harry, so I was appaled at that name and yet shocked that she couldn't recognize me.
"Granger are you feeling alright?" I asked concerningly.
"Oh Harry, I had such a nice nap, and why are you acting like that Malfoy fellow?" She said giggling.
I knew something wasn't right with this picture so I slung her over my shoulders and walked up to the Infirmary. Madam Pomfrey was in her office so I layed Hermione down on a bed and knocked on her door.I walked in and explained what had happened just a few minutes ago.
"Draco," Madam Pomfrey said calmly, "Maybe it's time you knew about Hermione, but you must not let her know that anyone has told you, understand?"
Draco nodded and so Madam Pomfrey explained all about Hermione's cancer and what kind of things would happen, dilirousness and things like that, he was so shocked. Guilty too, for always making fun of her and calling her names.
"Draco, she has less than a year to live," Madam Pomfrey said.
Draco looked up shocked and again felt a pang of guilt rising up in him. Why did this have to happen to her? He thought, the perfect one, the one who never did a wrong. He stood up and thanked Madam Pomfrey and walked out of her door to find a sleeping Hermione. He gently picked her up and walked he back to her room, and that was all for the night. Keeping this promise is something he could without a doubt do, but he didn't know how he was supposed to treat her now.
A/n I hope this makes up for the short Chapter from last time. I have gotten 2 or 3 reviews on this so far, so far, should I continue this?