Authors note: Ok I think this chapter really sucks and I have no clue where
I'm gonna go after this so please give me ideas and review and stuff if u
have any ideas. Thanks! Hannah
Hermione walked into her apartment and sat on the couch with tears running down her face. She felt as though she would never be happy again. Is this how it's going to be for the rest of my life? With this feeling that I can't go on? I can't like live like this anymore I can't take it. She walked into her kitchen and took a knife out of a drawer then went to sit back down in the living room. She put the knife down on the coffee table and thought if she really wanted to do this. There's no reason to live anymore. Everyone I love is gone. There's no way I will ever be able to put my life back together again after this. So she picked up the knife.
Draco's P.O.V.
He pulled out of the parking lot and headed toward his house. He was about a mile away when he looked over at the passenger seat and saw Hermione's coat on the seat so he turned around and headed back to her apartment.
He walked up to the second floor where Hermione's apartment was and knocked on the door. He sat there for a few minutes and when she didn't come to the door he tried to open it. It was unlocked so he opened the door and saw Hermione lying on the floor with a puddle of blood surrounding her. He rushed to her side and saw that she was still alive. He was the last thing she saw before she lost consciousness.
Hermione's P.O.V.
Hermione opened her eyes to a room that was not her own. She looked around and saw a young woman sitting in a chair next to the bed that she was in. "Ms. Granger, you're awake finally. I'll be right back with the healer." Healer? She thought. What happened? She tried to remember. Then it all came back to her. The funeral, the knife, the pain. She also remembered a blonde headed someone looking into her eyes, then it all went blank. She looked down at her wrists and saw that her arms were bandaged all the way up to the elbows.
The next few hours were a blur of healers and tests. She was lying in her bed reading a book when the door opened and Lupin walked in. He rushed over to her and the first thing he said was, "Hermione Granger how could you!?!? You had me scared to death!" Hermione could tell he was trying to act mad but she could tell by the look in his eyes that he was extremely relieved. "I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you too," he said. She reached up and pulled him into a hug
They talked for a while. "we really didn't think that you would make it." He said. "you lost so much blood. It's a good thing Draco found you when he did or you probably wouldn't have...." Just then Hermione cut him off. "Draco found me? As in Draco Malfoy?"
"Yes, Draco Malfoy." Lupin replied. "he said he went to return something of yours and when and when you didn't answer your door he walked in and found you on the floor so he took you immediately here to St. Mungos. He's been here every day to see you since he brought you in last week."
Lupin kept talking but Hermione wasn't listening. So he's the reason I'm still here, she thought. I hate him. I hate him so much. Why couldn't he just mind his own business? Why did he have to find me? I don't want to be here, alive, when everyone else isn't. What did I do to deserve to be alive? She heard the door open and looked up and saw the man she hated most walk into the room.
Hermione walked into her apartment and sat on the couch with tears running down her face. She felt as though she would never be happy again. Is this how it's going to be for the rest of my life? With this feeling that I can't go on? I can't like live like this anymore I can't take it. She walked into her kitchen and took a knife out of a drawer then went to sit back down in the living room. She put the knife down on the coffee table and thought if she really wanted to do this. There's no reason to live anymore. Everyone I love is gone. There's no way I will ever be able to put my life back together again after this. So she picked up the knife.
Draco's P.O.V.
He pulled out of the parking lot and headed toward his house. He was about a mile away when he looked over at the passenger seat and saw Hermione's coat on the seat so he turned around and headed back to her apartment.
He walked up to the second floor where Hermione's apartment was and knocked on the door. He sat there for a few minutes and when she didn't come to the door he tried to open it. It was unlocked so he opened the door and saw Hermione lying on the floor with a puddle of blood surrounding her. He rushed to her side and saw that she was still alive. He was the last thing she saw before she lost consciousness.
Hermione's P.O.V.
Hermione opened her eyes to a room that was not her own. She looked around and saw a young woman sitting in a chair next to the bed that she was in. "Ms. Granger, you're awake finally. I'll be right back with the healer." Healer? She thought. What happened? She tried to remember. Then it all came back to her. The funeral, the knife, the pain. She also remembered a blonde headed someone looking into her eyes, then it all went blank. She looked down at her wrists and saw that her arms were bandaged all the way up to the elbows.
The next few hours were a blur of healers and tests. She was lying in her bed reading a book when the door opened and Lupin walked in. He rushed over to her and the first thing he said was, "Hermione Granger how could you!?!? You had me scared to death!" Hermione could tell he was trying to act mad but she could tell by the look in his eyes that he was extremely relieved. "I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you too," he said. She reached up and pulled him into a hug
They talked for a while. "we really didn't think that you would make it." He said. "you lost so much blood. It's a good thing Draco found you when he did or you probably wouldn't have...." Just then Hermione cut him off. "Draco found me? As in Draco Malfoy?"
"Yes, Draco Malfoy." Lupin replied. "he said he went to return something of yours and when and when you didn't answer your door he walked in and found you on the floor so he took you immediately here to St. Mungos. He's been here every day to see you since he brought you in last week."
Lupin kept talking but Hermione wasn't listening. So he's the reason I'm still here, she thought. I hate him. I hate him so much. Why couldn't he just mind his own business? Why did he have to find me? I don't want to be here, alive, when everyone else isn't. What did I do to deserve to be alive? She heard the door open and looked up and saw the man she hated most walk into the room.