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Chapter 14
"Hermione? HERMIONE!" Draco shouted, "Doctor!!! Doctor!!! Hermione's dying!!!" Draco was very agitated, the tears started to go frenzy. The doctor soon came.
"What's the matter," Asked the doctor as he yawn, "Mr. Malfoy?"
"Her…Hermione's pulse is lost," Draco answered anxiously, but soon shifted to realization, "What time is it?"
"Five minutes of five, why?" The doctor asked confusingly.
"Oh…no…" Draco stuttered, "Doctor!! Please come and see her pulse!!" So the doctor did, but soon, he shook his grey head.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Malfoy," The doctor said, "We will need some miracle."
Draco was very depressed, his mind was filled with sadness and sadness (I know I repeated it, it's the point). The last thing he wants to do this instant is to smile, not even to twitch his muscle. His mind is nothing but sadness right now, he did not even feel as depressed when his beloved grandfather had past on. He soon stood up, walked mindlessly toward the silk window curtain. The doctor had sensed his utter sadness, so there was a click on the door, he left Draco to think for himself. The golden sunlight is emitting from the horizon, everything seemed to be so peaceful, the flying swallows, the running mice, the crawling spiders. The humming sounds of the birds on the oak branch seemed to get quiet, as though that they are giving Draco a space to think. He stared blankly into the rising sun that was trying hard to break the dawn. He seemed to see Hermione's angelic face, smiling at him, but soon faded away. He seemed to hear the melodic sound of Hermione's voice ringing around his ear, but soon faded away. He seemed to feel Hermione's slender arms, wrapping around Draco's waist, but soon faded away. He seemed to taste Hermione's sweet lips, gently brushing against his own, but soon faded away. He seemed to smell Hermione's natural scent, emitting around his body, but soon faded away. Draco's drop of tear had fell down unoticingly on his chin. The blonde boy walked toward his beloved's bed, couching beside it. He spoke soundlessly to his angelic wife.
A month ago, Draco Malfoy would jump for joy of hearing the news that Hermione Granger died, the Golden Trio had lost their smartest member, but in merely a month, everything seemed had changed but nothing seemed had altered.
Draco closed his grey eyes, try to remember every bit of Granger… The Granger who cheered for the Boy-Who-Lived for catching the Golden Snitch in the first year, the Granger who helped the git Potter to obtain the Sorcerer's Stone in the first year; The Granger who had known everything about mandrake in the second year, the Granger who had been petrified by the King of the Serpents in the second year; The Granger who cried for being called "insufferable Know-It-All" by the potion master in the third year, the Granger who slapped him, for the first time Draco Malfoy had been disgraced by a girl in the third year; The Granger who thought of every way to help the Boy-Who-Lived to win the TriWizard Tournament in the fourth year, the gorgeous Granger who had dressed in blue, hair straight and shining in the Yule Ball of the fourth year; The Granger who was happy to see the Boy-Who-Wouldn't-Die passing his law issue in the fifth year, the Granger who consoled the Boy-Who-Lived for losing his godfather in the fifth year; The Granger whose birthday was finally celebrated by her closest friends in the sixth year, the Granger who had helped to defeat the Dark Lord with an IQ of two hundred in the sixth year; The Granger who wrote to a certain blonde boy anonymously in the seventh year, the Granger who stole the blonde boy's first kiss in the seventh year. Within these years, the Granger had turned from a bushy haired, bookworm, "No front No back" Know-it-all to a curly haired, feminine and slender bodied, attractive, gorgeous, beautiful, pretty young witch. And now, the Granger who a blonde boy felt compassion for in the first time of his life.
"Are you happy now? You had made me fell genuinely for you, the first girl Draco Malfoy had loved truly was you, bloody Granger. Why do you have to die… It seems like anybody who had really cared for me has to suffer from disaster, including you…" Draco kept chanting, hoping Hermione will come back, but she had fell down forever…
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Draco Malfoy's tear had gently found its way down his face, quietly splashed itself onto Hermione Granger's eyes. This tear was filled with compassion, feeling, sadness and nonethlessly, love. Soon, our witch started to get conscious and she finally found her strength to talk. Of course, Draco did not notice this action, he still had his head in his arms, sobbing soundlessly.
"Whe….Where am I? Am I in heaven?" Hermione said softly, but as hard as she can manage. The corner of her eye soon found a head of silk blonde hair, she tried to reach it, to her surprise, it felt so real, "Dra…Draco?"
Draco was taken back by a hand that's gently playing with his hair, and the voice that was own by no one but Hermione Granger. He was filled with joy and surprise, hoping that the hand and the voice wouldn't be gone like last time. "Her…Hermione? IS that really you?"
"Are you in heaven, too? You know, I really don't want you to follow my suicide, I just want to explain to you that Joel and I-" Hermione tried to explain everything, but soon interrupted by a passionate kiss. Draco had practically thrown himself on to Hermione, not knowing what to do if he loses her again.
The kiss was only lip playing first, but soon Draco 's tongue found it's way to Hermione's lower lip. He gently rubbed on it, until Hermione opens her mouth. The tongue took the invitation, and snaked in, founding another tongue waiting. They had kissed for what seemed like an eternity, but they broke just to catch some air. At the moment, they managed to say,
"I love you, Hermione," The blonde said, "And I will always do."
"So do I…" Hermione replied feebly. As they were about to kiss again, a certain red head barged in, his face as red as his hair.
"Now Miss Granger, you got yourself a whole lot of explaining to do."
A/n: My story is not over yet, the next chapter will be the end of the first episode, but I will continue writing more!!! Stay in tuned!!!