Rain of Tears
Chapter 13 I Love Her I love Her Not
Hermione didn't wake up for about a week. Draco was worried that she maybe had died but Madam Pomfrey assured him she hadn't. He remained by her side all day just waiting for the moment when her eyes would flutter open. He brought her many gifts each day like, teddy bears and roses. However every night he had to leave her since Madam Pomfrey would not allow him to stay in the hospital wing. He had nightmare everyday that week. During the day Madam Pomfrey would tell him to go to class and that she would call him when she awoke, but he merle ignored her. He wanted to be with her the moment she awoke not after but that very moment.
Hermione did wake up, it was five in the morning when she did though, and Draco being the sleepy head he is missed it. When he reached the Hospital wing she was already sitting up in bed eating some bread with butter. Her hair was combed and she smiled as she noticed Draco.
He handed her the white roses he had brought for her and the brown Get-well Soon teddy bear. "So, how are you feeling?" he asked taking a seat on the bed next to her. Hermione grinned she loved it when he got concerned. "I'm feeling just like I did before I saw you punch Ron."
Draco laughed "and how's that" he asked her.
"Happy" she told him. "What happened after I was knocked out?" she asked.
"He got knocked out," said Draco laughing. Hermione shot a look at him that could kill.
"How long have I been out?" She asked.
"About a week if not more" said Draco shrugging.
"A WEEK!" screamed Hermione, Draco knotted. "What about all these stuff animals and flowers and cards?" She asked Draco.
"Their all from me." He said feeling proud of himself. Hermione smiled she was surprised; she never thought Draco would give her so many gifts. She smiled at him as he caught her gaze.
Madam Pomfrey walked into the room "Hello Mr. Malfoy" she said sweetly. Draco broke his eye contact with Hermione and smiled at Madam Pomfrey. "Miss. Granger you can leave right after lunch."
So right after lunch Draco gathered Hermione's things and waited, as she got dressed.
Hermione quickly got out of bed but when she stood up onto her feet she felt a terrible pain on her right ankle, she let out a scream as she fell to the ground. Draco having heard her scream threw Hermione's things onto the bed and ran back to her to see what had happened. He helped Hermione back onto the bed and rushed once again to get Madam Pomfrey.
"Well it's broken" she told them while examining Hermione's ankle.
"Well you can heal it right? " asked Draco looking as worried as he had the past week when he brought Hermione into the hospital wing.
"Of course I can" she assured Draco. "However I would like Miss. Granger to remain until dinner." Hermione knotted.
Draco remained by Hermione's side while Madam Pomfery mended her bone. Hermione wouldn't dare look. "How are you going to do it on your patients." Draco asked her.
"It's different when it's not on you." She said.
When it was over Draco sat beside Hermione on the bed and watched as she finished reading his book. She looked so beautiful he thought to himself.
"That was a beautiful story," said Hermione closing the book and holding it tight against her chest as if it were a child. "I wish I could live a love story like that," she told Draco.
Draco smiled at her "why don't you?" he questioned.
"Because I don't love any enemy." She said smiling. Draco however wiped the smile off his face. He didn't know why but when she said that he felt a great pain, as if someone had stabbed him in the heart. He then stood up from the bed Hermione was confused "are you alright." She asked looking up at Draco.
"Ya" said Draco with a fake smile. He then began to walk out of the hospital wing ignoring Hermione's questions of where he was going.
Draco walked slowly back to the common room thinking on Hermione's last words and why it had hurt him so much. It couldn't be...love. No he wasn't in love with Hermione. They were just good friends, that was all. He sat himself in an armchair thinking of her. Even if he was in love with her Hermione could never love him, not after all the things he had done to her. She enjoyed spending time with him that was all. "Yes Hermione will never love me," he told himself.
Hermione remained in the hospital wing she didn't understand what was wrong with Draco she wondered if had been something she had done, or said.
At dinner Madam Pomfrey brought Hermione some dinner and said she could leave as soon as she finished. Hermione just pushed the plate of food away, got dressed, and rushed to find Draco.
She walked into the common room; Draco was sitting on a sofa. She smiled and sat next to him, he didn't even look up at her. "Hey" said Hermione in hopes of getting a conversation started but Draco didn't say anything. "Have you eaten yet," she asked again there was no response. "So, what did you do after you left the hospital wing" again Draco said nothing. Hermione took a deep breath trying to remain calm. "What's wrong Draco? I mean...first you just leave me in the hospital wing and don't even tell me where you were going and now your just ignoring me."
"I don't owe any satisfaction of my life to you" said Draco coldly Hermione felt a bit hurt at this
"What happened Draco? What did I do, did I say something or do something that made you feel this way, because if I did I think I have a right to know" said Hermione a bit angrily.
Draco sat up on the sofa "God Hermione. I-I don't love any enemy" he quoted her.
Hermione was shocked at this he was in love with her. She never realized or even dreamed that Draco might be in love with her. "Draco..." she said smiling at him. "W-When I said that..."
"It's alright Hermione you don't need to explain," he said interrupting her and getting up from the sofa to leave. "I was...I was a fool to think... to think..."but he didn't even finish his sentence and began walking away towards his room.
Hermione however wasn't finished with him. 'To think what Draco...to think that I could love you." Draco turned to look at her. "Draco I-I...I thought you were the one... that didn't love me." She said with tears in her eyes.
Draco walked back to her "How could I not love you." He said taking Hermione's hands and lifting her up to her feet. "You...you have so much passion for life and for things that you do and for who you are, how couldn't I love you? You opened my eyes to so many things. You opened my eyes to you. I love you Hermione more then life itself."
AN: Yeah about time too. I know it took forever but I wanted to make it good and I hope this is good enough for you. I really don't like reading those stories where he falls in love because she changed over the summer and he's thinking what are you doing Malfoy she a mudblood slap yourself. I had to go my own way. I hope you liked it, I know I did. Well that's all the net chapter is really long it came out to about 14 pages not typed. Please Review and tell me what you think I really want to know if you thought it couldn't have happened like that and if there was something that made it sound unbelievable. I'm correcting the next few chapters so you'll have to excuse me.
Chapter 13 I Love Her I love Her Not
Hermione didn't wake up for about a week. Draco was worried that she maybe had died but Madam Pomfrey assured him she hadn't. He remained by her side all day just waiting for the moment when her eyes would flutter open. He brought her many gifts each day like, teddy bears and roses. However every night he had to leave her since Madam Pomfrey would not allow him to stay in the hospital wing. He had nightmare everyday that week. During the day Madam Pomfrey would tell him to go to class and that she would call him when she awoke, but he merle ignored her. He wanted to be with her the moment she awoke not after but that very moment.
Hermione did wake up, it was five in the morning when she did though, and Draco being the sleepy head he is missed it. When he reached the Hospital wing she was already sitting up in bed eating some bread with butter. Her hair was combed and she smiled as she noticed Draco.
He handed her the white roses he had brought for her and the brown Get-well Soon teddy bear. "So, how are you feeling?" he asked taking a seat on the bed next to her. Hermione grinned she loved it when he got concerned. "I'm feeling just like I did before I saw you punch Ron."
Draco laughed "and how's that" he asked her.
"Happy" she told him. "What happened after I was knocked out?" she asked.
"He got knocked out," said Draco laughing. Hermione shot a look at him that could kill.
"How long have I been out?" She asked.
"About a week if not more" said Draco shrugging.
"A WEEK!" screamed Hermione, Draco knotted. "What about all these stuff animals and flowers and cards?" She asked Draco.
"Their all from me." He said feeling proud of himself. Hermione smiled she was surprised; she never thought Draco would give her so many gifts. She smiled at him as he caught her gaze.
Madam Pomfrey walked into the room "Hello Mr. Malfoy" she said sweetly. Draco broke his eye contact with Hermione and smiled at Madam Pomfrey. "Miss. Granger you can leave right after lunch."
So right after lunch Draco gathered Hermione's things and waited, as she got dressed.
Hermione quickly got out of bed but when she stood up onto her feet she felt a terrible pain on her right ankle, she let out a scream as she fell to the ground. Draco having heard her scream threw Hermione's things onto the bed and ran back to her to see what had happened. He helped Hermione back onto the bed and rushed once again to get Madam Pomfrey.
"Well it's broken" she told them while examining Hermione's ankle.
"Well you can heal it right? " asked Draco looking as worried as he had the past week when he brought Hermione into the hospital wing.
"Of course I can" she assured Draco. "However I would like Miss. Granger to remain until dinner." Hermione knotted.
Draco remained by Hermione's side while Madam Pomfery mended her bone. Hermione wouldn't dare look. "How are you going to do it on your patients." Draco asked her.
"It's different when it's not on you." She said.
When it was over Draco sat beside Hermione on the bed and watched as she finished reading his book. She looked so beautiful he thought to himself.
"That was a beautiful story," said Hermione closing the book and holding it tight against her chest as if it were a child. "I wish I could live a love story like that," she told Draco.
Draco smiled at her "why don't you?" he questioned.
"Because I don't love any enemy." She said smiling. Draco however wiped the smile off his face. He didn't know why but when she said that he felt a great pain, as if someone had stabbed him in the heart. He then stood up from the bed Hermione was confused "are you alright." She asked looking up at Draco.
"Ya" said Draco with a fake smile. He then began to walk out of the hospital wing ignoring Hermione's questions of where he was going.
Draco walked slowly back to the common room thinking on Hermione's last words and why it had hurt him so much. It couldn't be...love. No he wasn't in love with Hermione. They were just good friends, that was all. He sat himself in an armchair thinking of her. Even if he was in love with her Hermione could never love him, not after all the things he had done to her. She enjoyed spending time with him that was all. "Yes Hermione will never love me," he told himself.
Hermione remained in the hospital wing she didn't understand what was wrong with Draco she wondered if had been something she had done, or said.
At dinner Madam Pomfrey brought Hermione some dinner and said she could leave as soon as she finished. Hermione just pushed the plate of food away, got dressed, and rushed to find Draco.
She walked into the common room; Draco was sitting on a sofa. She smiled and sat next to him, he didn't even look up at her. "Hey" said Hermione in hopes of getting a conversation started but Draco didn't say anything. "Have you eaten yet," she asked again there was no response. "So, what did you do after you left the hospital wing" again Draco said nothing. Hermione took a deep breath trying to remain calm. "What's wrong Draco? I mean...first you just leave me in the hospital wing and don't even tell me where you were going and now your just ignoring me."
"I don't owe any satisfaction of my life to you" said Draco coldly Hermione felt a bit hurt at this
"What happened Draco? What did I do, did I say something or do something that made you feel this way, because if I did I think I have a right to know" said Hermione a bit angrily.
Draco sat up on the sofa "God Hermione. I-I don't love any enemy" he quoted her.
Hermione was shocked at this he was in love with her. She never realized or even dreamed that Draco might be in love with her. "Draco..." she said smiling at him. "W-When I said that..."
"It's alright Hermione you don't need to explain," he said interrupting her and getting up from the sofa to leave. "I was...I was a fool to think... to think..."but he didn't even finish his sentence and began walking away towards his room.
Hermione however wasn't finished with him. 'To think what Draco...to think that I could love you." Draco turned to look at her. "Draco I-I...I thought you were the one... that didn't love me." She said with tears in her eyes.
Draco walked back to her "How could I not love you." He said taking Hermione's hands and lifting her up to her feet. "You...you have so much passion for life and for things that you do and for who you are, how couldn't I love you? You opened my eyes to so many things. You opened my eyes to you. I love you Hermione more then life itself."
AN: Yeah about time too. I know it took forever but I wanted to make it good and I hope this is good enough for you. I really don't like reading those stories where he falls in love because she changed over the summer and he's thinking what are you doing Malfoy she a mudblood slap yourself. I had to go my own way. I hope you liked it, I know I did. Well that's all the net chapter is really long it came out to about 14 pages not typed. Please Review and tell me what you think I really want to know if you thought it couldn't have happened like that and if there was something that made it sound unbelievable. I'm correcting the next few chapters so you'll have to excuse me.