Chapter 3: Up and Down
Authors Note: Hey ppl. Omg I love you guys soo much!! lol. Such great reviews!!! Thanks a bunch!!! hehe. Well here's the third chapter. Sorry took me awhile to get it up(WB...hate it sooo much!!) So here ya go you know what to do...please review.
Disclaimer: These Characters (except for the made up ones ) still and always will belong to JKR.
Draco spent half of his day home fighting with his father and half in his room. Why did his father have to be like this? Draco thought to himself as he opened his trunk and started unpacking. He didn't care what his father said. He would save Hermione and no one, not even his father, would stop him.
Just then a tawny owl flew through the open window and landed on Draco's bed carrying a letter from Hermione. He began to read it to himself out loud.
Dear Draco: I know we haven't been apart very long but I missed you and just had to write to you. So did you tell your parents about us? What did they say? I bet they weren't too happy. Well I have my first appointment at the muggle hospital in London tomorrow at 8:00am. If your not almost dead or not grounded and you think you could manage getting out of the house, meet me at Diagon Alley at 11:00am. Just write back and let me know. With Love From Hermione xoxo
Draco finished reading the letter and quickly got out a quill and parchment and began writing her back.
Dear Hermione: Well you guessed right! My father flipped out. We were fighting for almost the whole day. But he can't ground me. I'm an adult now. So I think I could manage to get out of the house to see you. I miss you a lot and I'll definitaly see you tomorrow. Draco.
He gave his letter to the owl and watched it fly, away out into the sunset.
"Draco,dinner," His mother called to him from downstairs.
Draco would probably have to go through another yelling match with his father all through dinner. He already had a major headache from the last fight and wasn't looking forward to having the pain in his right temple increase.
He walked downstairs and into the dinning room and sat down at his usual spot and started to eat.
"So," his father spoke looking at Draco. Draco however did not look up from his plate.
"Did you break up with the mudblood bitch yet?" He asked.
"No!" Draco answered firmly and then looked up from his plate staring into his fathers cold grey eyes. "And I'm not going to, you cant tell me what to do!" Draco yelled at his father.
Lucius slamed his fist on the table and Narcissa let out a little scream. He walked over to Draco until his face was right in front of his son's.
"I don't care what you say, you will dump Granger and marry Pansy Parkinson!" Lucius yelled.
"Lucius stop yelling," Narcissa said in a quiet voice.
Lucius turned on Narcissa. Draco hated it when his father would yell at his mother when she would go against him. They always got in bad fights and sometimes Lucius would even beat up on her.
"Shut up and stop sticking up for him!" He yelled at her.
"I wasn't sticking up for him! I just told you to stop yelling!" She yelled back in his face, but after looked like she regreted it.
Draco was scared for his mother. It was times like these when she would ocassionally talk back that Lucius hated the most. He thinks he's the boss of the family and can control everyone.
"Narcissa go wait upstairs for me. I hope you realize you made a big mistake and you will pay," He said lazily as he picked up his plate.
She apparated out of the room.
"Why don't you just leave her the fuck alone!" Draco yelled slamming his fork down on the table.
"Shut up!" Lucius yelled at Draco once again and then apparated upstairs.
The night was very long. Draco couldn't sleep at all through his parents bitching back and fourth at each other. Why couldn't his father learn not to make such a big deal out of every single little thing?
Finally, later on that night around 4:00am, Draco fell asleep.
The next morning the sun drew into his room causing him to pull the covers over his head. He peaked his head out of the covers to check what time it was. 10:39
"Ohh Shit!" Draco silently yelled. He was supposed to meet Hermione in 20 minutes. He quickly got out of his bed and fixed himself up with his wand.
He walked downstairs and slipped on his shoes.
"And where are you going?" Lucius asked him. Draco turned around, looked at his father and without saying a word apparated out of the room and into the entrance of Diagon alley. He saw Hermione standing by the other side of the entrance. Her long straight brown hair blowing in the wind. She was wearing a black tank top and a jean skirt that showed off most of her taned legs in which Draco thought was very sexy.
He walked up behind her and slowly wraped his arms around her waist. She jumped a little but soon realized it was Draco and she turned around and kissed him on the lips.
"How are you?" He asked her.
"Well, not too good," she sighed. "I have to go on this muggle machine called a dialysis machine. It cleanses your blood and then returns it to the body nice and fresh."
"So how long do you have to be on this machine for?" He asked as he lead her into the ice cream parlour.
Hermione took a deep breath. "For the rest of my life."
"What?" Draco said in shock. He couldn't believe it. Things were getting worse and worse every day. "What happened to a transplant?"
"Well there's a huge waiting list and I have the most common blood type of all muggles which brings me even lower on the list".
"Where is this muggle hospital and who is your doctor?" Draco calmly asked.
Hermione pulled out a small rectangular card and handed it to Draco. It had the hospital number on it, the name of the hospital and the doctor's name number on it.
"Do you mind if I borrow this?" Draco asked her.
"No of course not, I have six more." She laughed. "I'm really sorry Draco, but I have to cut today short. I was hoping we could spend the whole day together but they gave me so many appointments in one day that I have to go to."
"It's ok," Draco said as he kissed her cheek lightly. Draco normally would have not been too happy but he had his own plans once Hermione had left.
"Ok I'll talk to you later then," Hermione got up off her seat leaned over and kissed Draco once more then left the ice cream parlor.
Draco soon after walked to the outside of Diagon Alley. To get where he wanted to go he was going to have to walk. He walked three blocks past Diagon Alley, took a left, then two more blocks, then a right and the finally stopped.
He looked infront of him and saw a big building and a sign on the door that said Entrance. He was at St. Bernadette's hospital; the muggle hospital Hermione went to.
Almost the whole hospital, of what Draco could see, was surrounded by Ambulences and cop cars. He walked up to the entrance and slowly walked inside. He had no idea how he was going to contact this Dr. Smith person.
He looked to his left where he saw a bunch of chairs with people sitting on them. They didn't look right though, Draco thought. Some had machines attached to them, some had a thick almost vein like thing sticking in their wrists. Draco looked into a corner and saw 3 little boys in night robes who looked extremely pale and they were all bald.
Draco didnt know what was wrong with the people in the hospital all he knew was that he hated it and he hadn't even been in it for that long. The hospital made Draco very uncomfortable.
"Excuse me, are you lost?" A girl from behind Draco asked.
He turned around and saw an older looking women wearing a white uniform, with a pin on her chest that read the name Amanda on it.
"Umm I'm looking for Dr. Smith, maybe you could help me?"
"You'll have to go to the Help desk," She said pointing to a desk a few feet away from him.
"Oh," He said. Draco felt like such an idiot. He had no clue what the hell he was doing. He walked up to the counter and saw a younger looking women in the same uniform with a pin that read the name: Alaina on it. She had long blonde hair tied back in a ponytail.
"Can I help you?" she asked before Draco could speak.
"Umm yeah, I need to speak with Dr. Smith."
"Ok no problem," She said politely. She reached over and pressed a button on some sort of key pad.
"Doctor Smith, could you please contact the Help desk please? I repeat, Doctor Smith please contact the Help desk...thank you." Her voice rang through the hospital.
A few seconds later a red light flashed on a button of the key pad.
"Dr. Smith?" she asked.
"Yes?" Came a cheery voice.
"There is a young man here to see you"
"Ok I'm on my way down," he replied. The nurse let go of the button.
"He'll be right with you," She told Draco.
"Thanks."
A few moments later a short bald man walked over to Draco, with a big smile on his face.
"So I take it you want to speak to me about something?" He asked.
"Ya," was all Draco could say. "I'm Hermione Granger's boyfriend" Draco said.
"Ahh yes," Dr. Smith said and held out his hand and shook Draco's.
"And what would you like to talk to me about?"
"Well Hermione told me that a transplant for the disease was possible but she would have to go on a waiting list. If I wanted to give her one of my kidneys, she wouldn't have to go on a waiting list right?"
"That is correct," Dr. Smith smiled again.
"Well then I would like to give one of my kidneys to her," He said at once.
"It's not as easy as you think. You'll have to go through a series of tests and fill out some papers before we can start the actual procedure."
"I don't care," Draco raised his voice then lowered it. "I'll do whatever it takes to save her."
"Ok," the doctor smiled. "Lets take the first step to helping Hermione into a full recovery. Shall we step into my office?"
"Sure," Draco replied.
They both got up and Draco followed the doctor. This was it, Draco thought to himself. She's going to be healthy again and they would be able to plan their future together. Or at least that's what Draco thought before the doctor spoke once more and ruined the moment that Draco thought would have been the best moment of his life.
"So how old are you?" asked the doctor.
"Seventeen," Draco said uneasily and new immediately something was going to go wrong.
"Ok," The Doctor said. "I'll just have to ask you to get your parents to sign this form."
Authors Note: AHA! So you all thought everything was gonna be just fine didn't you? Well how wrong you all were!!! lol. So there's chapter three. Hope you all liked it. Please review and let me know what you all think! Thanks to Alaina for getting this up once again!!
Authors Note: Hey ppl. Omg I love you guys soo much!! lol. Such great reviews!!! Thanks a bunch!!! hehe. Well here's the third chapter. Sorry took me awhile to get it up(WB...hate it sooo much!!) So here ya go you know what to do...please review.
Disclaimer: These Characters (except for the made up ones ) still and always will belong to JKR.
Draco spent half of his day home fighting with his father and half in his room. Why did his father have to be like this? Draco thought to himself as he opened his trunk and started unpacking. He didn't care what his father said. He would save Hermione and no one, not even his father, would stop him.
Just then a tawny owl flew through the open window and landed on Draco's bed carrying a letter from Hermione. He began to read it to himself out loud.
Dear Draco: I know we haven't been apart very long but I missed you and just had to write to you. So did you tell your parents about us? What did they say? I bet they weren't too happy. Well I have my first appointment at the muggle hospital in London tomorrow at 8:00am. If your not almost dead or not grounded and you think you could manage getting out of the house, meet me at Diagon Alley at 11:00am. Just write back and let me know. With Love From Hermione xoxo
Draco finished reading the letter and quickly got out a quill and parchment and began writing her back.
Dear Hermione: Well you guessed right! My father flipped out. We were fighting for almost the whole day. But he can't ground me. I'm an adult now. So I think I could manage to get out of the house to see you. I miss you a lot and I'll definitaly see you tomorrow. Draco.
He gave his letter to the owl and watched it fly, away out into the sunset.
"Draco,dinner," His mother called to him from downstairs.
Draco would probably have to go through another yelling match with his father all through dinner. He already had a major headache from the last fight and wasn't looking forward to having the pain in his right temple increase.
He walked downstairs and into the dinning room and sat down at his usual spot and started to eat.
"So," his father spoke looking at Draco. Draco however did not look up from his plate.
"Did you break up with the mudblood bitch yet?" He asked.
"No!" Draco answered firmly and then looked up from his plate staring into his fathers cold grey eyes. "And I'm not going to, you cant tell me what to do!" Draco yelled at his father.
Lucius slamed his fist on the table and Narcissa let out a little scream. He walked over to Draco until his face was right in front of his son's.
"I don't care what you say, you will dump Granger and marry Pansy Parkinson!" Lucius yelled.
"Lucius stop yelling," Narcissa said in a quiet voice.
Lucius turned on Narcissa. Draco hated it when his father would yell at his mother when she would go against him. They always got in bad fights and sometimes Lucius would even beat up on her.
"Shut up and stop sticking up for him!" He yelled at her.
"I wasn't sticking up for him! I just told you to stop yelling!" She yelled back in his face, but after looked like she regreted it.
Draco was scared for his mother. It was times like these when she would ocassionally talk back that Lucius hated the most. He thinks he's the boss of the family and can control everyone.
"Narcissa go wait upstairs for me. I hope you realize you made a big mistake and you will pay," He said lazily as he picked up his plate.
She apparated out of the room.
"Why don't you just leave her the fuck alone!" Draco yelled slamming his fork down on the table.
"Shut up!" Lucius yelled at Draco once again and then apparated upstairs.
The night was very long. Draco couldn't sleep at all through his parents bitching back and fourth at each other. Why couldn't his father learn not to make such a big deal out of every single little thing?
Finally, later on that night around 4:00am, Draco fell asleep.
The next morning the sun drew into his room causing him to pull the covers over his head. He peaked his head out of the covers to check what time it was. 10:39
"Ohh Shit!" Draco silently yelled. He was supposed to meet Hermione in 20 minutes. He quickly got out of his bed and fixed himself up with his wand.
He walked downstairs and slipped on his shoes.
"And where are you going?" Lucius asked him. Draco turned around, looked at his father and without saying a word apparated out of the room and into the entrance of Diagon alley. He saw Hermione standing by the other side of the entrance. Her long straight brown hair blowing in the wind. She was wearing a black tank top and a jean skirt that showed off most of her taned legs in which Draco thought was very sexy.
He walked up behind her and slowly wraped his arms around her waist. She jumped a little but soon realized it was Draco and she turned around and kissed him on the lips.
"How are you?" He asked her.
"Well, not too good," she sighed. "I have to go on this muggle machine called a dialysis machine. It cleanses your blood and then returns it to the body nice and fresh."
"So how long do you have to be on this machine for?" He asked as he lead her into the ice cream parlour.
Hermione took a deep breath. "For the rest of my life."
"What?" Draco said in shock. He couldn't believe it. Things were getting worse and worse every day. "What happened to a transplant?"
"Well there's a huge waiting list and I have the most common blood type of all muggles which brings me even lower on the list".
"Where is this muggle hospital and who is your doctor?" Draco calmly asked.
Hermione pulled out a small rectangular card and handed it to Draco. It had the hospital number on it, the name of the hospital and the doctor's name number on it.
"Do you mind if I borrow this?" Draco asked her.
"No of course not, I have six more." She laughed. "I'm really sorry Draco, but I have to cut today short. I was hoping we could spend the whole day together but they gave me so many appointments in one day that I have to go to."
"It's ok," Draco said as he kissed her cheek lightly. Draco normally would have not been too happy but he had his own plans once Hermione had left.
"Ok I'll talk to you later then," Hermione got up off her seat leaned over and kissed Draco once more then left the ice cream parlor.
Draco soon after walked to the outside of Diagon Alley. To get where he wanted to go he was going to have to walk. He walked three blocks past Diagon Alley, took a left, then two more blocks, then a right and the finally stopped.
He looked infront of him and saw a big building and a sign on the door that said Entrance. He was at St. Bernadette's hospital; the muggle hospital Hermione went to.
Almost the whole hospital, of what Draco could see, was surrounded by Ambulences and cop cars. He walked up to the entrance and slowly walked inside. He had no idea how he was going to contact this Dr. Smith person.
He looked to his left where he saw a bunch of chairs with people sitting on them. They didn't look right though, Draco thought. Some had machines attached to them, some had a thick almost vein like thing sticking in their wrists. Draco looked into a corner and saw 3 little boys in night robes who looked extremely pale and they were all bald.
Draco didnt know what was wrong with the people in the hospital all he knew was that he hated it and he hadn't even been in it for that long. The hospital made Draco very uncomfortable.
"Excuse me, are you lost?" A girl from behind Draco asked.
He turned around and saw an older looking women wearing a white uniform, with a pin on her chest that read the name Amanda on it.
"Umm I'm looking for Dr. Smith, maybe you could help me?"
"You'll have to go to the Help desk," She said pointing to a desk a few feet away from him.
"Oh," He said. Draco felt like such an idiot. He had no clue what the hell he was doing. He walked up to the counter and saw a younger looking women in the same uniform with a pin that read the name: Alaina on it. She had long blonde hair tied back in a ponytail.
"Can I help you?" she asked before Draco could speak.
"Umm yeah, I need to speak with Dr. Smith."
"Ok no problem," She said politely. She reached over and pressed a button on some sort of key pad.
"Doctor Smith, could you please contact the Help desk please? I repeat, Doctor Smith please contact the Help desk...thank you." Her voice rang through the hospital.
A few seconds later a red light flashed on a button of the key pad.
"Dr. Smith?" she asked.
"Yes?" Came a cheery voice.
"There is a young man here to see you"
"Ok I'm on my way down," he replied. The nurse let go of the button.
"He'll be right with you," She told Draco.
"Thanks."
A few moments later a short bald man walked over to Draco, with a big smile on his face.
"So I take it you want to speak to me about something?" He asked.
"Ya," was all Draco could say. "I'm Hermione Granger's boyfriend" Draco said.
"Ahh yes," Dr. Smith said and held out his hand and shook Draco's.
"And what would you like to talk to me about?"
"Well Hermione told me that a transplant for the disease was possible but she would have to go on a waiting list. If I wanted to give her one of my kidneys, she wouldn't have to go on a waiting list right?"
"That is correct," Dr. Smith smiled again.
"Well then I would like to give one of my kidneys to her," He said at once.
"It's not as easy as you think. You'll have to go through a series of tests and fill out some papers before we can start the actual procedure."
"I don't care," Draco raised his voice then lowered it. "I'll do whatever it takes to save her."
"Ok," the doctor smiled. "Lets take the first step to helping Hermione into a full recovery. Shall we step into my office?"
"Sure," Draco replied.
They both got up and Draco followed the doctor. This was it, Draco thought to himself. She's going to be healthy again and they would be able to plan their future together. Or at least that's what Draco thought before the doctor spoke once more and ruined the moment that Draco thought would have been the best moment of his life.
"So how old are you?" asked the doctor.
"Seventeen," Draco said uneasily and new immediately something was going to go wrong.
"Ok," The Doctor said. "I'll just have to ask you to get your parents to sign this form."
Authors Note: AHA! So you all thought everything was gonna be just fine didn't you? Well how wrong you all were!!! lol. So there's chapter three. Hope you all liked it. Please review and let me know what you all think! Thanks to Alaina for getting this up once again!!