SLYTHERIN SEX GOD
BRAIN OF GRYFFINDOR
Chapter 2 – The Hospital.
They were two hours into their journey when Draco mumbled "Cold, very cold". A while earlier it had started to rain, heavier and heavier each moment, soaking the both of them. Hermione could feel Draco's shivering body against hers.
"Okay, hang on Draco," she steered the broom into a slow dive. They reached the ground and Hermione dismounted the broom. She took off her cloak and carefully put it around Draco's broad shoulders.
"Thanks" he whispered. She mounted her broom and they flew on. In one hour they were at St Rose Trinity Hospital.
She helped him off the broom and hid it within the bushes, hoping no muggle would find it. "Come on Draco, only a tiny bit further to go," she had her arm around his waist as he had his arm drawled around her shoulder. He was limping painfully to the entrance, just as they entered the emergency ward Draco clasped unconsciously onto the floor. "HELP, SOMEBODY HELP ME," she screamed at the top of her lungs. She knelt down and laid Draco's head in her lap.
A few doctors came to the boy's aid, two with a stretcher.
"What's his name miss?" The doctor said lifting Draco's lifeless like body onto the stretcher.
"His name's Draco Malfoy, he's 16 years old," she had a look of terror upon her face as they wheeled him into an empty room with two beds. Hermione was running at their heels, water dripping every- where she went.
They moved him onto a bed and hooked him up to an electric cardio graph – to monitor his heart beat. Hermione was talking to the doctor outside when a nurse ran out from Draco's room.
"Doctor Jaguar, the boy's gone into cardiac arrest" the doctor sped into the room, followed by Hermione slipping on the wetness from her robes on the floor. Her face was paler than ever before, her heart was pounding away madly in her chest. And she felt like she was going to be sick at the sight of Draco's open robes, it revealed a white t-shit – cut open with blood and bruising where his ribs had been broken.
"Excuse me miss, please, could you wait outside?"
"Of course" sniffled Hermione. She sat outside on an uncomfortable hospital chair when a nurse came up to her holding a cup of hot chocolate and a warm- looking purple blanket.
"Here dear, this should keep you from getting pneumonia".
"Thank you all so much" she wrapped herself in the blanket and inhaled the smoke forming from the cup.
Hermione could hear everything that was happening in Draco's room.
"CLEAR 100cc's" Doctor Jaguar yelled.
"No response doctor"
"CLEAR 200cc's"
"Doctor Jaguar, he's still out" a chill ran down Hermione's spine.
"CLEAR 300cc's"
"beeep, beeep, beeep".
A little while later when they had gotten control of Draco's breathing the doctor found Hermione struggling down her cup of hot chocolate.
"How is he"
"He's barely alive"
"Can I see him?"
"Sorry but he's going into theatre right now" right as the doctor said this two nurses wheeled Draco's bed out into the hall and down the other end of the corridor.
"I'd better go and inform his parents and family". With that she left after returning the blanket to the nurse sitting at the reception.
It was a 1 and a half hour flight to Hogwarts without Draco on her broom. She saw Hogwarts a few kilometres ahead of her, and sped faster towards it. She flew over the Hogwarts gates and landed outside its great oak doors. They flung open as she raced into the entrance hall, running through another set of doors she was finally at the great hall. All of the teachers were sitting peacefully enjoying their late night feast when Hermione burst in.
"Aahhh, what a lovely surprise Miss Granger, to what is the occasion I owe your visit?" Dumbledore had that twinkle in his eyes.
"Professor Dumbledore" Hermione panted, "It-it's Malfoy"' she managed to spit out. Then without warning she fell to the floor, knocked out cold.
BRAIN OF GRYFFINDOR
Chapter 2 – The Hospital.
They were two hours into their journey when Draco mumbled "Cold, very cold". A while earlier it had started to rain, heavier and heavier each moment, soaking the both of them. Hermione could feel Draco's shivering body against hers.
"Okay, hang on Draco," she steered the broom into a slow dive. They reached the ground and Hermione dismounted the broom. She took off her cloak and carefully put it around Draco's broad shoulders.
"Thanks" he whispered. She mounted her broom and they flew on. In one hour they were at St Rose Trinity Hospital.
She helped him off the broom and hid it within the bushes, hoping no muggle would find it. "Come on Draco, only a tiny bit further to go," she had her arm around his waist as he had his arm drawled around her shoulder. He was limping painfully to the entrance, just as they entered the emergency ward Draco clasped unconsciously onto the floor. "HELP, SOMEBODY HELP ME," she screamed at the top of her lungs. She knelt down and laid Draco's head in her lap.
A few doctors came to the boy's aid, two with a stretcher.
"What's his name miss?" The doctor said lifting Draco's lifeless like body onto the stretcher.
"His name's Draco Malfoy, he's 16 years old," she had a look of terror upon her face as they wheeled him into an empty room with two beds. Hermione was running at their heels, water dripping every- where she went.
They moved him onto a bed and hooked him up to an electric cardio graph – to monitor his heart beat. Hermione was talking to the doctor outside when a nurse ran out from Draco's room.
"Doctor Jaguar, the boy's gone into cardiac arrest" the doctor sped into the room, followed by Hermione slipping on the wetness from her robes on the floor. Her face was paler than ever before, her heart was pounding away madly in her chest. And she felt like she was going to be sick at the sight of Draco's open robes, it revealed a white t-shit – cut open with blood and bruising where his ribs had been broken.
"Excuse me miss, please, could you wait outside?"
"Of course" sniffled Hermione. She sat outside on an uncomfortable hospital chair when a nurse came up to her holding a cup of hot chocolate and a warm- looking purple blanket.
"Here dear, this should keep you from getting pneumonia".
"Thank you all so much" she wrapped herself in the blanket and inhaled the smoke forming from the cup.
Hermione could hear everything that was happening in Draco's room.
"CLEAR 100cc's" Doctor Jaguar yelled.
"No response doctor"
"CLEAR 200cc's"
"Doctor Jaguar, he's still out" a chill ran down Hermione's spine.
"CLEAR 300cc's"
"beeep, beeep, beeep".
A little while later when they had gotten control of Draco's breathing the doctor found Hermione struggling down her cup of hot chocolate.
"How is he"
"He's barely alive"
"Can I see him?"
"Sorry but he's going into theatre right now" right as the doctor said this two nurses wheeled Draco's bed out into the hall and down the other end of the corridor.
"I'd better go and inform his parents and family". With that she left after returning the blanket to the nurse sitting at the reception.
It was a 1 and a half hour flight to Hogwarts without Draco on her broom. She saw Hogwarts a few kilometres ahead of her, and sped faster towards it. She flew over the Hogwarts gates and landed outside its great oak doors. They flung open as she raced into the entrance hall, running through another set of doors she was finally at the great hall. All of the teachers were sitting peacefully enjoying their late night feast when Hermione burst in.
"Aahhh, what a lovely surprise Miss Granger, to what is the occasion I owe your visit?" Dumbledore had that twinkle in his eyes.
"Professor Dumbledore" Hermione panted, "It-it's Malfoy"' she managed to spit out. Then without warning she fell to the floor, knocked out cold.