Authors Notez: Thanks once again for the great reviews. Love you all. Enjoy this chapter. I made it a bit longer then my usual ones.
Love Sick
Chapter Twenty Four
Draco held on to Hermione's hand firmly as they made their way towards the hospital wing. He felt a small tinge of pain running through his arm but he ignored it. He wanted to have a word with Weasley. He couldn't stand seeing Hermione confused and hurt. He be damned to let Weasley get away with that comment. Even if it meant he would beat the living shit out of him while he lay in bed.
He never had anyone stay during the whole night just for him to see if he was all right. He never had a best friend go through the lengths Hermione had and all Weasley did was insult her. Anger began to take over his body and accidently squeezed Hermione's hand.
"Draco!" Hermione said making him remember she was next to him. Draco turned to look at her apologetically and she just looked down at the floor. Once he entered the hospital Madame Pomfrey met them. She stared at Draco's arm in shock.
"Your bleeding badly! How did this happen?" Madame Pomfrey asked. Draco looked down at his arm and realized the cloth was drenched in blood. How much blood had he lost?
"I --" Hermione began but Draco interrupted her.
"I cut myself." Draco lied. Madame Pomfrey took out her wand and cleaned his cut. Then she took out a bandage to wrap around his arm.
"Come back to me tomorrow to see if the cut doesn't heal." She said. Draco looked down at his arm and nodded his head.
"Can I see Blaise?" Draco asked.
"Sorry dear, but my patients are asleep." Madame Pomfrey said. Hermione took his arm and gestured him to follow her. Draco did and once they reached outside Hermione faced him.
"Promise me you won't try to attack Ron." Hermione said.
"I can't promise you that." Draco said truthfully.
"Draco!" Hermione said irritated.
"No! I won't allow someone calling you foul names!" Draco yelled. Hermione let the grip on his arm go.
"Well you use to call me a mud-blood!" Hermione said angrily.
"Not this again!" Draco said as he began to walk towards the school.
"Yes again! I can't help but think that every time I could trust you, I might get hurt!" Hermione screamed. Draco stopped dead in his tracks. Hermione trusted him? He wanted her to be able to trust him as long as he lived but every now and then she would argue with him.
"Trust me! For once follow your heart and believe me and trust me!" Draco said. Hermione gave him a confused look.
"I have been following my heart Draco..."
"No you haven't! First you try to ignore me, then you try to tell me that we can only be friends. Friends don't make out Hermione! Make up your damn mind. Do you love me or do you hate me!" Draco yelled in frustration. Hermione's eyes began to water and he prayed she wasn't going to cry again. Then Hermione brushed passed him and walked into the school. Damn! I got her angry. Draco ran after her but lost her once he reached the Great Hall. Every one stared curiously at him panting and his bandage. He then ran through the halls and the library. And as a last resort he asked a fifth year Gryfindor girl if she had seen Hermione.
Just bloody great, wonderful, fantastic. Draco thought sarcastically as he headed to his house after he gave up looking for Hermione. He walked into his room and stripped his clothes off. He then flung himself on his bed. He decided he needed a nap.
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Draco woke up to the sound of an owl pecking on the window. Draco raised himself up and stared at the clock for a second trying to register the time. Three o clock in the afternoon. Draco stretched his arms and walked over to the window. Once he opened it the owl threw him a letter and flew off. Draco slowly opened the letter afraid of his parents about to make a visit and yell at him.
Dear Mr. Malfoy,
Professor Dumbledore has given you permission to see Ms. Parkinson this afternoon for an hour. Ms. Parkinson is in a good state and has asked to see you. We are expecting you to come to St. Mungos around four o clock.
Thank you,
Healer Johnson
Draco took a sigh of relief for many reasons. One it wasn't his parents. Second he gets an early visit. And third Pansy isn't dead. He wanted to go over and tell Hermione but then remembered he fought with her earlier. Draco gave a small groan as he walked over to the bathroom. He needed a shower to take his stress away. As he entered the bathroom he found Hermione wrapping a towel around her chest.
"Ahhh!" Hermione screamed. Draco turned around as though he seen something but truth was he hadn't seen anything at all.
"It's just me!" Draco said.
"Exactly the reason why I screamed!" Hermione said with a hint of annoyance in her voice. Draco turned around to face her, just in time to see her walk through her side of the door.
"Hermione!" Draco said as he followed her.
"Stay away!" Hermione screamed as she threw a pillow at him. Draco caught the pillow and threw it back at her.
"No." Draco said. Hermione glared at him and threw her pillow back at him.
"What the hell? I need to change!" Hermione said annoyed.
"Then change!" Draco said as he threw the pillow back.
"This isn't funny!" Hermione said irritated.
"Who's laughing?" Draco asked. Hermione looked at him then walked out of her room holding her towel tight around her chest. "Where are you going?" Draco asked. She didn't answer as she made her way downstairs.
"Answer me!" Draco yelled.
"I won't answer you! Leave me alone!" Hermione screamed. She sat down on the couch and let her hair drip wet.
"So your going to sit here?" Draco asked as he sat down next to her. He didn't understand why he was becoming his old self quickly.
"Is it that obvious?" Hermione said sarcastically.
"Why are you so angry? What did I say?" Draco asked as he stood in front of her.
"SHUT UP!" Hermione said as she looked away from him. He moved towards the direction her eyes went and stood there. "Why can't you leave me alone?" Hermione asked as she put her arms around her chest.
"Because I was born to not leave you alone." Draco said as he smirked. Why he was playing games with her he didn't understand. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"All right! You win! Woohoo...can I change? ALONE!" Hermione said.
"I don't know if you can but you may." Draco said still smirking. Hermione got up and stood right before him.
"Your becoming your old self." Hermione said quietly. He took her chin and gave her another smirk.
"Isn't that why you like me so much?" He asked. He waited for her to slap his hand away but she didn't she just stood there, eyes interlocked.
"I made up my mind." Hermione said bring him back to remember the conversation they had earlier that got her so angry.
"And what would your answer be?" Draco asked. Say you love me, say you love me, say you love me...
"Wouldn't you like to know." Hermione said in a serious tone as she pushed passed him. Draco began to follow, he wanted a straight answer and he was going to get one. Hermione stopped once she reached the door of her room.
"STAY!" Hermione commanded. Draco began to move closer to her. "You see this face?" Hermione said pointing to her face. Draco nodded. Yeah, I see it..its beautiful. "Does this face look like its joking right now?" Hermione said coldly.
"Well if you must know--" Draco began but her hand came up to his face.
"FORGET I ASKED!" She said as she slammed the door in his face. Draco stood there taking everything in. Damn! Why she got to do that to me?! Well I can wait. Draco thought as he made his way back to the bathroom to take a shower.
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Draco took some Floo powder from a bowl and was about to throw it into the fire when Hermione came downstairs. He hadn't spoken to her ever since she got a little edgy with him. He wore his muggle clothes and put his cloak on top just in case anything would happen.
"Where are you going?" Hermione asked. She had a very simple baby blue tank top and a silky tan skirt that came down below her knees. Draco gave her a smug look.
"I was going to tell you earlier before you became so angry with me." Draco said. Hermione tapped the floor with her white heels waiting for an answer. "Fine, fine! I'm going to see Pansy at the hospital. Professor Dumbledore gave me permission." He said. Hermione gave him a shocked look.
"Can I come?" She asked. Draco was taken back, she wanted to come? Why would she want to see Pansy?
"Why?" He asked.
"I just want to see if she's okay. I will feel a lot better seeing if she is." Hermione said honestly. Draco nodded and told her to grab a cloak. Hermione ran up stairs and came back with a black cloak. She tucked her wand in the pocket of the cloak and stood next to Draco. Draco threw the powder and screamed his destination. Within seconds Hermione and Draco landed inside the hospital. They both looked around and realized that they were at the front desk. Draco walked over to a very old woman with glasses who sat there watching the two.
"I'm here to visit Ms.Parkinson." Draco said. The woman stared at him for half a second before flipping through pages of names and room numbers.
"Ah...Here she is, walk straight down that hall and turn left. She's in room 109." The woman squeaked. Draco was already irritated with her voice and grabbed Hermione's hand as they began to walk towards Pansy's room. When they reached there he opened the door and poked his head inside. He saw a figure on the bed sitting up reading and automatically knew who it was. Hermione was right behind him as they made their way towards Pansy's bed. Pansy looked up from her book and gave a huge smile.
"DRACO!" Pansy screamed in happiness as she gave him a hug. Draco couldn't believe how different her appearance had become. She was thinner and her long blonde hair was in a pony tale, showing more of her face. Her blue eyes were bright but she had bags under her eyes. Draco knew it was probably from the constant treatments she has been going through.
"How are you?" Draco said once she let him go.
"I'm doing better. They said they will let me out earlier then usual. I'll be back in Hogwarts within two weeks." She beamed. Seeing Pansy smile was something new for Draco and he couldn't believe how much better she looked when she had her body covered up, instead of wearing those way too revealing garments.
"That's great!" Draco said as he rubbed her thin arm. "How's the baby?" Draco asked.
"She's okay." Pansy said.
"She?" Draco asked confused. Pansy was only a few months pregnant, how can she tell it was a she?
"I believe its a she." She smiled. Draco nodded and turned to look over at Hermione who hadn't said a word the whole time. But once he read her eyes he could see she felt out of place.
"Ah..Pansy, someone would like to say hi to you." Draco said moving over to show full view of Hermione. Pansy's eyes narrowed and gave a weak little smile. Nothing like she had before.
"Um..Hi." Hermione stuttered.
"Hi." Pansy replied.
"I told Draco about the potion." Hermione said. Pansy's eyes darted from Draco to Hermione and back.
"It's okay Pansy I'm not mad." Draco said. Pansy's face gained a bit color in hearing this.
"I hope you're going to be fine." Hermione said.
"Thanks..ah..Granger." Pansy struggled to say this, he could tell. Well having two of them talking without fighting was a miracle for Draco. He wished he had a camera to mark this moment but then something hit him. Shit! Hermione will just get upset that I'm going to marry her.
"Hermione can you umm...give me a second with Pansy?" Draco asked. Hermione nodded and walked out of the room.
"You must really love her." Pansy said with a sad tone.
"Yea, about that. Do you really want to marry me Pansy?" Draco asked. Pansy looked down a bit and thought about this.
"No Draco, I don't." Pansy answered. Draco took a sigh of relief.
"But..." Draco remembered the baby.
"I know, we can't raise a child without having parents who are married. It will look bad on us and the baby." Pansy said. Draco realized she probably had thought a great deal about this.
"So what are we--"
"Going to do? I don't know. I don't want to kill this little baby. I love it. I want it. But I don't want to marry someone who is in love with another woman." Pansy said.
"But our parents are not going to like hearing this. They don't even know about Hermione." Draco said.
"I don't know. We will think of something." Pansy said. Draco nodded and a healer walked in. The man looked about to be a year or two older then Draco. He had dark brown hair and blue eyes, just like Pansy's. He gave Draco a smile and shook his hand.
"You must be Mr. Malfoy." The man said.
"Draco." Draco corrected him, he hated being called Mr. Malfoy. All it did was remind him of his father which he hated so much. Sometimes he wished that his father had been caught being a Death Eater and sent to Askaban instead of torturing Pansy and himself.
"Right. My name is Hansel Johnson." The man said.
"So you're the one who sent me the owl." Draco remembered.
"Yes. I'm Pansy's healer." Hansel said. Draco nodded and noted the fact he called her Pansy instead of Ms.Parkinson like everyone else had.
"I guess I should go." Draco said. He gave Pansy a quick hug and left. Hermione was outside in the hall waiting for Draco and he noticed she was crying silently.
"Why are you crying?" Draco said as he walked closer to Hermione. Hermione stepped back from him.
"I just learned something, Draco..... P-Pansy is the one for you." Hermione said and walked off. He followed after her.
"Wait!" He said. But she never listened to him. She came to a lounge with a fire place and threw some Floo powder into the fire and screamed. "HOGWARTS!"
By the time he reached her she disappeared. Draco did the same thing she did and found himself landing on the floor of the common room. He ran up the stairs until he reached her locked door.
"Hermione! Open. Please! Let me talk to you." Draco yelled. But there was no reply. He couldn't believe Hermione would think that Pansy was the one for him. She wasn't, Hermione was. He needed to tell her that.
"HERMIONE, YOU'RE THE ONE FOR ME!" Draco screamed as he banged on the door. But still there was silence. He sinked his knee's to his face as he sat on the floor near her door.
"I made up my mind Draco. I hate you!" Hermione screamed from the other side of the door. Draco couldn't believe what he was hearing. This day has gone from bad to worse.
"TELL ME YOU DON'T MEAN THAT!" Draco screamed. Hermione ignored him, he heard a few muffled noises and then everything was silent. Draco had just realized something, he couldn't be her lover, her friend, her anything. She made a choice and that was to hate Draco from now on. Tears began to come down his face, Draco never cried before. Never. But now when he knew everything was hopless and he will never have the chance to be with Hermione, he cried. He sat there and cried for losing her. For having a baby. For being married to Pansy. And for all the wrongs in his life.
Authors Notez: Isn't it hard to see Draco go through the things he does? Man! I get frustrated sometimes just writing this story. But that's not how all love stories go. Theres always something going wrong. Well..Thats all. Till next time. Take Care.