Over the Moon
Chapter Six
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Summery: In the beginning Granger and Malfoy share a few innocent kisses. And it seems all they do is run. But that's just half of it. Hermione's past slowly comes back to haunt her and Malfoy's the only one who can save her.
Draco Malfoy
"Granger! Granger!" I feel panic rising up in me. "Are you . . ." my voice faltered into the dead of the night. Suddenly I feel very alone and scared.
Thinking of what to do, thinking of some sort of spell that could help me, I clutch onto my wand. Suddenly I yell out the first spell that comes to mind. "Watria Consciden!"
My wand's pointed at Granger's face, and a good sized amount of cold water spills from the end of my wand, wetting her. A couples of seconds pass, and still she hasn't woken up. The next thing I know, I'm slapping her lightly across the face, but to no avail does she respond. Now I'm becoming desperate, but I'm only glad for the fact she's still breathing.
And now I'm sweeping the girl into my arms and thinking for the best route to get to the Hospital Wing. I just hope I'm not too late.
Without much force, her arm lightly hits me across the face, smearing something wet and sticky against my skin. I look at her arm, suddenly realizing there's blood dripping. I make out several deep cuts on her wrist and soon find much more on the other. My heart is pounding, and I find it hard to breath.
I take another look at the blood and race towards the Hospital Wing.
Hermione Granger
I open my eyes just a tiny bit, and watch the rays of the sun hitting me. I feel warm, my eyes glancing out of the window.
That's when I notice I'm sitting on a white bed, and when I open my eyes wider. I finally realize that I'm not in my bed, and that I am actually in the Hospital Wing.
My eyes scan across the room, ending upon the shape of Draco Malfoy. I feel my heart beating loudly against my chest and I shut my eyes tightly, not believing the circumstance I'm in. My mind wanders to the last thing I did. What did I do? Malfoy probably was there, if he was here with me now , well I'm assuming since. . . . .
Suddenly flashbacks of what happened, rummages through my mind, giving me a huge headache.
The first thing I see is total blackness, which suddenly evolves into lighter images. Then I recognize it as the outside of Hogwarts. I hear footsteps approaching, and I remember that I'm crying. The footsteps turn out to be Malfoy's, when I recognize him talking. We chat for a bit, and I remember being stubborn with him.
What surprised me the most, was the information he told me about himself. I felt shocked and embarrassed then, feeling my cheeks grow warm.
And now the images start to fade, one by another, and I remember listening to the silent. Nobody's talking and I felt exceptionally dizzy and faint.
My eyes snap open and I realize it must have happened then. The reason I came to where I was, and Malfoy had watched it happen. He had been there to witness it.
Draco Malfoy
After I feel Granger's eyes linger over me for a few precious seconds, I suddenly feel so much relief sweep through my body. It refreshes me, and I give my head a little shake.
I start to stand up from my position on the chair, making sure I'm making as little noise as I possibly can. I don't want Mrs. Promfrey to suddenly come bustling back into the room. Even though, she told me to tell her when Granger was up and about. But I know that'll have to wait for the time being. For now, I need a private chat with that girl over there.
Hermione Granger
My eyes widen as I notice Malfoy coming over. I was glad my eyes were open so I could see them. Considering if they were closed, I wouldn't have realized him coming towards me.
Briefly my eyes look past him, enough to notice his messy hair's not slicked back as usual. I could feel a smirk coming on, but I ignored it. I wanted to figure out what the deal was. Why was I here in the Hospital Wing? Where were Harry and Ron when I needed them most?
Draco Malfoy
I went to one side of Granger, pulling a chair over. I looked at her face, resting my eyes on her questionable chocolate brown eyes. Her left eyebrow was raised, which surprised me, since I never noticed she could do that. And I copied her, stunning her even more.
"Why am I here?" The first words out of her mouth stayed with me and I realized she didn't really know.
"You don't remember," I asked, aware of how Hermione looked early in the morning. Her face was unwashed, and her brown, bushy hair was extremely tangled up in a bunch. When she noticed me staring, she started flattening it with her hands. I watched her cheeks slightly redden as she spoke.
"No . . . Unless you can possibly tell me," she said coolly, resting her hands together. "What happened anyways? Am I sick or something? How long have I-"
"Hold it," I said, doing a gesture with my hand. "That's too many questions for me to answer and I'm not up for it. When Madam Promfrey comes around, she'll tell you all you need to know. But you've been here pretty long Granger. Actually, two and a half days mind you."
She stared at me, her eyes widening with disbelief. "Then what happened?"
"You tell me, but keep it low. I don't want anybody-"
"Oh please Malfoy, just spill it. Why am I here?" Her eagerness got the better of me and I cleared my throat before I replied.
"Just look at your wrists," I mumbled, although loud enough that she'd catch wind of it. I watched her eyes harden for a second, then look down at her cuts. They were bandaged, and I was surprised she hadn't noticed them before. When she finally looked up, there were tears in her eyes.
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