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Chapter Fifteen
Step Two
"Ginny?"
"Yeah?"
She hopped down from her bed and joined me on the floor. I was flipping through the magazines, but my mind was elsewhere.
"Something's wrong with Draco. He hasn't been himself lately. He's been in a foul mood and there are always bags under his eyes, as if he doesn't sleep. He dozes off in class, but he manages to get good grades such as myself. I don't understand. I tired to get him to talk about it, but he just pushes me away. He hasn't been the same."
"Do you think he found out?"
"He couldn't have, unless someone was listening. I'm scared Ginny. I don't want to make him angry with me."
"Why should he be mad with you? He should've cast the protection spell. Common sense. But you're having this baby and that's all there is to it. He's just going to have to deal with it."
"Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Madam Pomfrey are to meet tonight. I'm scared about that too. How do you think they'll take it?"
"Honestly? Horrible. But, knowing Dumbledore and how he favors you, he'll let it go. McGonagall might be disappointed in you, but I highly doubt that they'll revoke your badges. Harry and Ron don't know do they?"
"No, and I don't want them to know. I have a feeling that they'll become very angry with me. I just don't know what to do."
"Well, when do you plan on talking to Malfoy about this whole thing?"
"Whenever his mood improves. Which is probably not anytime soon. It's only been a few weeks. I'm almost at my first month."
"Be careful, just because you're a witch doesn't mean that your baby isn't at risk. It still hasn't formed its protective layer around itself, so if you fall down a flight of stars so to say, I don't think the baby will be so healthy anymore."
"Don't worry about me Ginny, I've always been able to take care of myself. Have you noticed that my symptoms came earlier than they were supposed to?"
"I did. I researched it a bit, and I think it has to do with the blood. I think Malfoy has some special blood in him. Maybe veela? Baby veelas always grow faster."
"Yeah, that's probably it. Let's go to dinner, I'm starving."
She nodded happily as we walked down the cold stone steps of the castle. I was only half listening to what Ginny had to say about Harry, for my mind was preoccupied on my blonde Slytherin and why's he been like this. I had the worst feeling that he found out from one of his Slytherin goons. Our shadows danced against the wall, the torch-light outlining my body. I stopped walking and stared at my shadow. I ran a hand over my 'flat' stomach. I smiled slightly, knowing that a baby was growing inside of my stomach.
"Don't worry, that spell we cast won't wear off until the baby is out of your body. Then it will slowly fade away, concealing the fact that you were ever pregnant."
I nodded my head and walked through the front doors of the Great Hall.
Katelyn Diane Malfoy…I love it.
I looked up and came eye to eye with Dumbledore. Not only him, but also McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey were looking at me, not in an angry way, nor disappointed. They just…looked at me. I gave them all a weak smile before sitting next to Ginny, once again devouring everything within arm reach.
"Hermione? Are you sure you're okay? You've been eating a lot. I know we've asked you this tons of times, but I still think that there's something wrong." Stated Harry who eyed me worriedly.
"I'm going to tell you the same response each time. I'm fine. I'm just hungry. Now, if you would pass me that bowl of potatoes, I would greatly appreciate it."
Scooping up a large amount and dropping them only my plate, I smiled at them sweetly before stuffing my mouth full of vegetables. Not only did Harry and Ron look at me, but also a number of others, including Draco.
-HGDM-
(I really hate changing these things, but they just won't frigging work the way that I want!)
I stood in the owlery, impatiently waiting for him. What could possibly take him that long? I didn't ask him for a reply. I stopped pacing and stared out through the large window as a loud shriek filled the cool air. A black bullet circled around me before perching gently on my shoulder. I chuckled, very impressed by my bird's brilliance. It cawed affectionately before dropping the cloth at my feet and sticking its leg out, revealing a small piece of parchment.
Len-I have everyone here waiting for your signal. The clairvoyant has said nothing since the Hogsmeade trip. He is constantly in his room, concocting something. I swear, it's either he's bloody brillian, or bloody crazy. He has not informed that anything has changed since your actions. We weren't supposed to go that far. Let's hope you don't ruin the future of us all.
Vik
I slipped the note inside of my robes and gave Shan a cracker before he flew away, probably back to the Lair. Gathering the cloak in my hands. I placed it around my shoulders as I left the owlery. I checked my watch.
Midnight. They should be there already. I'm late. Damn it Viktor.
I cursed him under my breath as I traveled down the deserted halls, snuffing the wall torches with spells as I passed them. I wouldn't want them finding out that I was past curfew. I approached their door. My breaths became quicker, anticipating the news that would come to my attention. It was all in what Madam Pomfrey said that would make or break the plan. The plan…the plan that would bring us back to power. Their voices traveled down loudly through the halls, startling me, causing me to run back. Noticing my stupidity, I traveled back. I heard their voices as I walked further down the halls under my invisibility cloak. I was dying to find out what they were talking about.
"I know. This is a serious matter Albus. But we cannot take away her title because she has earned that title, just like Gretta Auburn. She earned that title and she got pregnant, but remained on top with her schoolwork. I'm sure she will do the same."
"I agree with Poppy, Albus, but those actions were, not like her. I am very disappointed. I would've thought that she would have taken the proper precautions."
I slipped silently through the door and stood in the corner. They were standing huddled together, talking in hushed voices, as if to conceal a secret, a secret that I needed to know.
"I personally think it isn't that serious Minerva. There have been more students before her that have become pregnant besides Gretta Auburn. Students that were not the heads."
Ah, so someone is pregnant. The wheels in my head started spinning, hoping that it was what I thought.
"But this is Hermione Granger! The greatest witch of our time! She should've been more careful!"
"What do you want her to do Minerva? Give it up? She wants this baby. She believes she's ready. As do I. They are engaged anyways."
I backed against the wall. I knew it. But I shouldn't be surprised. I already knew. But I was surprised. I knew it was going to happen. I should be happy…happy that everything was going to plan. I smile spread across my face.
Everything is perfect…now let's just hope Krum cast those spells…I crept as quietly as I came, know knowing what I need to. My heart was light with happiness. This was our chance. This was our chance to once again show the world that we still have the power…we always have.
Tomorrow…tomorrow is the day that shapes us all…-HGDM-
"Miss King. How are you today? Well, I hope?"
"Actually Madam Pomfrey, I'm doing quite alright. Just very anxious."
"Oh? And why is that?"
"I need a pregnancy test."
She nodded solemnly as she led me into an empty room.
-HGDM-
I sat alone in the library. I was supposed to writing my potions essay, but my mind wandered along with my eyes. Sitting in the back near the window was my favorite place to be for I could see our spot perfectly. Today she was occupying it. Today was windy and her hair was blowing furiously behind her. The leaves scattered about her body, but her eyes remained glued on a maroon little book. She simply tied her hair in a semi-neat ponytail. Finally finishing doing whatever it was she was doing, she closed the book and looked in the sky hopefully.
"Draaacooo…Draaacooo…" cooed her voice in my ear.
Her voice sent chills up my spine. Memories flooded and swarmed around in my head. I shook my head vigorously, trying to get them out, but I couldn't.
"What are you doing?" she asked, sitting across from me.
I glared evilly and closed my potions book and gathered my parchment before answering her.
"Trying to forget."
"Forget about that day Draco? Why would you want to forget? You know you enjoyed it."
"That's only because I thought you were Hermione."
"How could you think that love? I'm much better than her. But there's more important things to discuss than how much better in bed I am than the mudblood."
"I have better things to do with my bloody time than to talk to you. In fact, I think I'll go and pay the love of my life, the mudblood, a visit."
I gathered my items into my hands and began walking away.
"I'm pregnant Draco. And it's yours." She said loudly, turning around.
I quickly spun around and held her shoulders tightly.
"If this is some sick joke Lenora, it isn't funny." I hissed dangerously low in her ear, my grip tightening around her shoulders.
This was it. My worst nightmares come true.
"I'm pregnant Draco and the baby is yours. Didn't you use the protection spell?"
She asked, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Don't blame this on me! Don't you use birth-control pills?" I spat back, pacing the small area.
"What are we going to do?"
"What is there left to do?"
"I can get…an abortion."
"No! You will not kill anything. Especially if it is mine."
"And Granger? Your fiancé? What are you going to do about her? You cannot leave me alone with this baby. But I know you can't leave your fiancé."
I tugged at my hair as I considered the possibility. Be shunned by the entire wizarding world, thrown out of the family, kill something or lose the only thing that keeps me alive. I groaned in frustration as I sat next to her.
"Draco, it's no big deal. People kill babies all the time. The world is overpopulated anyways."
"No! You will keep that baby Lenora. I will not make another mistake. I refuse."
"Then what will you do?"
"Lenora, you know how hard this is for me. I'm torn right now. It's either I lose Hermione, the only person who will ever love me for the way I am. The only person that I can ever love with all of my heart, or my responsibility…my responsibility to that baby and you."
I felt tears rush to my eyes. I've never cried before. But seeing the situation, I felt like I had the right. Not wanting Lenora to see me weak, I shooed her away.
"I'll think about it Lenora. But most likely, it's going to end between Hermione and I. but don't hold your breath." I said shakily, swallowing my tears.
"Alright Draco. Remember, this is for the baby too, so don't be too long."
She left my side and trekked down the halls and out the door. Sitting back down at the table, I stared out the window. She was still sitting there, this time looking straight ahead. My heart was heavy with a plethora of emotions such as grief, depression, and guilt. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her. She was just so perfect, which made me feel worse.
How can I possibly tell her that she won't be the mother of my children? How can I break her heart like this?
I felt the tears gather again but I blinked them away as I slinked back to my room to ponder about how I should break the engagement and her heart.
-HGDM-
I sat on Ginny's plush pink bed. I stared up in the ceiling inhaling the sweet flowery scent from the lit incense. I closed my eyes thinking of Draco's weary face. His eyes no longer sparkled and he seemed more exhausted. It was now the last week of the month, officially making me one month pregnant with little Kate. The secret was eating me alive and my nights have gone sleepless, causing me to drink a dangerous amount of dreamless sleeping potions. I didn't understand my dreams. They just didn't make sense.
I can't take this anymore. I can't keep things from the father of my child, especially something this big.
"Ginny?" I started with excitement.
"Yeah? Is something wrong? Is it Kate?"
"No, I decided that…that I'm going to tell him." I stated hazily, holding my stomach.
"Who? Malfoy? About what?"
"About my baby. About our baby."
"Hermione-"
She got up from her position on the floor and joined me on the bed. She sat next to me and placed a gentle hand on my shoulders and squeezed it tenderly.
"Are you sure about this? I mean, look at him."
She led me over to the window where I was able to see Draco sitting on the one of the many lake benches. His back was slouched and his hair was disheveled. I couldn't see the expression on his face though.
"He's a mess, Hermione. I'm don't know. Is this such a good time?"
"This is the only time I can. Maybe it can lift his spirits, I mean, it's all about luck."
"Hermione, he's eighteen. Do you think knowing that he got someone pregnant will lift his spirits? That's more stress if you ask me."
"I didn't ask you Ginny." I snapped back, grabbing my purse.
"I hope that's the pregnancy talking because the real Hermione would heed a warning."
I turned around and faced her. I held her shoulders tightly as I spoke as calm as I could be. It was the pregnancy talking.
"I'm sorry Ginny. I can't take this any longer. Wish me luck."
"I'll be here when you come. Tell me everything that happens."
I nodded as I walked out of the Gryffindor dormitories and through the empty halls. Glancing out from a nearby window, I noticed a majority of the student body was outside, enjoying their Sunday before classes. I followed a group of chatty girls outside. Taking a side route, I avoided the quidditch filed as I walked to the lake bench. My light yellow sundress tugged at the light breeze that rushed past. Wisps of hair flew in the gentle wind, softly scented with the first flowers of early spring. I walked down further along the path, facing a certain blonde Slytherin's back. His head was held low in his hands, sleeves rolled up past his elbows, and his hair was disheveled. He had look of pain on his face as he slouched farther and sighed very heavily. Checking my purse for a stress potion, I advanced on him.
"Draco? Are you alright love?"
He lifted his head slowly as he turned around at the sound of my voice. His eyes locked with mine. Bloodshot with bags of weariness under his eyes, he looked like a true mess.
"Hermione. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with Ginny?"
I sat down next to him and placed a delicate hand on his.
"I came out here because there's something I need to tell you. However, I want to know what has been bothering you first."
He shook his head slightly as he cupped my cheeks.
"It's nothing. Nothing has been troubling me. What is it that you need to tell me?" he asked, kissing my forehead lightly.
"Don't tell me nothing's wrong, Draco. I want to know and I want to know now. Stop evading me. I thought you said you loved me. You can tell me anything." I snapped.
He hesitated, obviously deciding whether to tell me.
"I'm going to find out another eventually Draco. Would you prefer me to find out from someone else? Because I won't be too peachy if I do find out what's been troubling you through Parvati."
He scooted closer as he grasped my hand tightly, causing me to wince slightly.
"You're right. I can't keep this from you forever. You need to hear this from me."
I smiled, but the look on his face caused me to become serious once more. Whatever Draco needed to tell me, the anticipation was giving me butterflies.
"You know I love you?" he asked, voice quivering, as if fighting back tears.
I nodded my head as he scooted even closer to me. I was getting scared.
"You know I'll always love you, no matter what happens to us?"
"Yes." I replied. I felt tears rush to my eyes and a large lump for in my throat. I blinked back the tears as he continued.
"You know I'm not perfect? And you know that I can make mistakes? And you also know that I have to do what is right, or what I feel is right?"
"Draco, I'm scared. Why are you saying this? I don't understand." I said, voice cracking with emotions.
"Hermione, I've made a mistake. One that I can't take back. I didn't meant to. I'm so sorry Hermione. I'll always love you though. I'm so sorry love."
"What did you do?" I questioned, standing up and backing away, fearing the worst.
"Hermione, I was drunk. I thought it was you! I didn't mean to hurt you! I'm so sorry!" he exclaimed, grasping my shoulders, pulling me back towards him.
"Draco, don't you dare break my heart. Not now…"
He dropped his head low and let go of my shoulders. I shook my head as I stood there.
"No…no…Draco…no…please…" I pleaded.
"Hermione, I have to break the engagement." He stated with a firm voice and an emotionless face.
I put my hand over my mouth as I backed away, hitting the nearby tree. I can't believe this is happening. Why would he do this to me?
"What did you do?"
"At the quidditch party, I got really drunk…I thought I saw you, so I led you to a room and…"
"Who was it?" I asked, shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
"Lenora…and she's pregnant. I already told her."
My breaths became quick and short as my eyes darted back and forth. My mind was racing and the ground was becoming blurred. I couldn't feel the air reach my lungs. The only thing I could feel was the stinging sensation that rocketed from my palm to my fingertips as I slapped him.
"HOW COULD YOU? HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO US?" I screamed, tears flowing freely down my cheeks as I beat my fists against his strong chest. He held me close but I pushed him away.
"HOW COULD YOU LEAVE US! HOW COULD YOU DRACO? I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME! HOW CAN YOU LEAVE US ALL ALONE! HOW?"
"Hermione! Calm down? Who is 'us'?"
My screams and shouts attracted attention from other students who looked at us with interest. I felt my face burn in anger and disappointment. I already said too much. My hand whipped across his face again as I wiped away my tears. I then ran. I ran as fast as my legs cold carry me. I sprinted towards the only place I felt protected. The Gryffindor dormitories, where Ginny sat waiting for me. I burst through the door, only to collapse on the floor. People rushed to my side and hoisted me up. They encircled me, bombarding with questions. I couldn't hear them though. All I could hear were my short breaths. I pushed past them and knocked past Ginny's door.
"HERMIONE! What happened to you?"
With a tear streaked face and a body shaking wildly, I looked horrible. I opened my mouth to speak, but all I could do was gasp for air. My throat was slowly closing up and my chest ached from the lack of air.
"Hermione! HERMIONE! Breathe!"
I shook my head and managed to mutter a few words before I once again began wheezing for air.
"Draco…Lenora…pregnant…" was all I managed to mutter.
I felt darkness creep from the corner of my eyes, but I shook my head vigorously. My breaths were becoming quick inhales and every time I tried to breathe, pain surged through my body. I grasped my chest in pain. I knew what was happening. I was hyperventilating and it hurt like nothing else had ever hurt before. I feel to my knees and my vision began to blur. Ginny was in front of me, grasping my shoulders, shaking me. I couldn't hear her over my loud gasps of air. Why is this happening to me? What did I do to deserve this?
"Don't…tell…"
I couldn't finish my sentence before I collapsed on the floor, darkness enshrouding me. A shrill shriek of my name was the last thing I heard.
-HGDM-
"HERMIONE!" I screamed.
I heard feet bang against the floor as I attempted to lift her with no avail.
"Ginny! What happened?" asked Ron, shortly followed by Harry.
Their eyes bulged at the sight of Hermione unconscious on the floor.
"Ginny! What happened!" exclaimed Harry, lifting half of Hermione easily, Ron lifting up the other half.
"Help me get her to the hospital wing."
"What happened?" persisted Ron.
"Just help me!"
We sprinted down the hall at amazing speed. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the same blonde Slytherin that cause Hermione's pain. The same blonde Slytherin that caused Hermione to be in such a state. The same bloody Slytherin that whacked two girls up! I stopped dead in my tracks and glared evilly at the approaching boy down the hall. We locked eyes as he looked up. He suddenly stopped and hung his mouth open. His eyes were no longer on me, but the young girl that lay limply in Ron and Harry's arm, barely in sight anymore. He shot down after me.
"MADAM POMFREY!" screamed Harry, laying Hermione gently on one of the starch white beds.
"Oh my! Ginny. I need your help. You know I presume?"
"Yes, I do. What do you need?"
"Three red vials and two blue ones. You three," she said, pointing at the three boys standing in the doorway.
"Sit down and don't say a word. I want the whole story from each of you." She hissed, scurrying over to Hermione's side.
She tilted Hermione's head as the liquids slipped down her throat. She took a longtime, careful not to let her choke.
"Give her about five minutes. She should wake up. Miss Weasley, if you would."
I followed her to her small office, littered with paper and empty potion bottles.
"What happened to her?"
"She went to tell Malfoy about the baby, and she came back crying and she couldn't breathe."
"Hyperventilation. I told her to take it easy. Okay, so she told him? Didn't take it well?"
"I don't think she even told him. I'm not too sure. I think he broke the engagement."
"Oh dear Merlin. Does he know what he has done?"
"I think so. He looked horrible. I think he was planning to do it. He looked miserable for about two weeks now."
"Well, I need to ask you a favor."
"Yes?"
"I need you to collect Miss Granger's assignment for her classes for about a week, maybe less."
"Why?"
"Because she'll be staying here of course. You don't actually think I'd let her out today did you?"
"She will never allow it."
"It doesn't matter! If she wants this baby then she had best stay here! The amount of stress she is under is not healthy. She needs to think more about the baby instead of herself. She says she wants it, but she'll have to work for it. She will stay in the hospital bed until I see fit! Now if you'll excuse me Miss Weasley, Hermione will be waking soon. I suggest you wait with the boys."
I huffed out of her office. I heard Hermione rustled in her sheets.
"Ginny! What happened?"
I wasn't even paying attention to Ron's question. I just stared daggers into Malfoy's eyes. He was leaning casually against the wall, arms folded across his chest. The very thought of him acting so cool and calm made my blood boil. I walked over to him, giving him a sly smile, I whacked him. My palm collided with his soft cheek. He just remained standing and took it.
"That's my third one today. May I ask what that is for?"
"No! What the bloody hell did you do to her? What did you do that caused her to be in that hospital bed?"
"I don't have to answer any of your questions, Weasley. It isn't your place to know."
"Bloody hell it isn't! My best friend is waking up after just hyperventilating. I think it's my place to know what you did to her."
Before he could answer, Madam Pomfrey stepped out of her room.
"Mister Malfoy, I think you should talk to someone. I think she needs an explanation." She said with bitterness.
He walked past me into Hermione's room. I opened my mouth in protest but Madam Pomfrey's voice of authority interrupted me.
"Ginny, they need to work things out, for the better or for the worse. I think you shold leave."
"But we want to see her." Harry whined.
"Then you may see her later. Now leave. I have patients to tend to. I have no time to baby-sit you all. Good day."
We all left in a huff. But apart of me was worried. I looked back. Their shouts boomed through the halls. I shook my head in sadness as I walked away with Ron and Harry. How can he do this to the person he loves. If he loved her…
-HGDM-
"Hermione? Oh thank goodness you're okay." Draco, no, Malfoy, said in relief as he swooped down in the chair next to me, clutching my hand.
"I'll leave you two alone." Madam Pomfrey announced apologetically, closing the door gently.
I took my hand away from him and glanced through my side window. The sun was still high in the sky, casting shadows against the wall from the colorless curtains. The window was open, letting the light afternoon breeze.
I love you Hermione.
You're the one I want to spend my life with.
I'll always be by you're side.
I can't survive without you.
I'm sorry.
I'll always love you Hermione.
"Hermione? Hermione?"
His light shaking and his soothing voice brought me from my thoughts of happiness…happiness that I will never feel again.
"What are you doing here Malfoy?"
"So it's back to Malfoy then?" he asked, obvious pain in his voice.
"I need to talk to you about what happened."
"What is there to talk about? You got her pregnant. End of conversation."
"You didn't even hear the whole story!"
"You think hearing how you got her pregnant will make me take you back? Just sod off Malfoy."
"I'm not asking you to. I thought it was you okay? I was drunk."
"So you wouldn't have used protection with me?"
"Hermione, I'm sorry alright? Is that what you want to hear?"
"Sorry is not going to make Lenora un-pregnant. Sorry is not going to make me forget. Sorry is not enough Malfoy." I spat
"Hermione, I love you. I will always love you."
"I bet you did when you were banging Lenora now didn't you?"
He groaned loudly with frustration as I crossed my arms over my chest.
"I thought it was you!"
"Whatever Malfoy, is that all?"
"No! That's not all! I want you to understand."
"Understand what! She's pregnant Malfoy! Do you need me to spell it out for you? P-R-E-G-N-A-N-T! With your baby! What else is there for me to understand!"
He sighed in defeat as he ran a hand through his hair,
"What is it that you wanted to tell me?"
"Nothing. It doesn't matter anymore."
"So you lead me on like that?"
"You lead me on when you told me you loved me so you shouldn't talk."
"I really do love you Hermione."
"Then you wouldn't have hurt me like you did."
"Hermione, please tell me."
I hesitated. Was it worth it? Did it even matter anymore? I'm a muggle-born. He'd be happier with her anyways…
"When did you do it?"
"When did I do what?"
"When did you whack up Lenora?"
"Hermione…"
"WHEN DAMMIT?"
"The quiddtich match. The first one of the season at the celebration party."
"What are you going to do now?" I questioned, holding back tears and swallowing the lump that formed in my throat.
"Hermione…please…"
"Marry her right? Support her? Become a father? Create memories that you'll smile back on?"
The tears rushed down my cheeks but I didn't even bother to wipe them away as I stared back into his blue-gray eyes. They were full of hurt and pain. I looked down upon my hands in which he grabbed.
"Hermione, I'll never forget you. I'm sorry, but this is my responsibility."
"What happened to your responsibility to me?"
"I'm sorry. But I want you to know that I'll never let you go. No matter what happens. I promise."
"Draco, forget it. You hurt me enough. Just…stop…"
"Hermione-"
"Just let me go. Forget about me! Marry her! She's having your baby! Your heir! Go!"
I screamed, tears blurring my vision.
"I'm so sorry Hermione. It is my responsibility."
"Then you'll be needing this back then huh?"
I yanked the ring off my finger and shoved it in his hand. He stared down at the piece of jewelry in shock. His mouth hung open as if trying to say something, but couldn't.
"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR MALFOY? THE BABY TO BE BORN? GO! YOU HAVE WHAT YOU NEED! NOW GO! PROPOSE TO HER DAMMIT!" I cried loudly.
"Hermione-"
The opening of my door cut him off.
"Mister Malfoy, I think you need to leave. She has been through enough because of you." She stated, trying her best to hide her bitterness.
He sighed and looked upon me once more. He leaned down to peck my cheek, but I backed away. He scoffed in amazement as he stepped outside, leaving me alone in my room. I immediately covered my face and sobbed into my hands. All the emotions I bottled up pouring out.
I loved you Draco…I was faithful to you all this time and you do this to me…how could you? How could you do this to me…to us…I will never forgive you Draco…
"Just let me go." I whispered to myself, imaging him next to me, by my side like he promised.
"Just let me go…"
-HGDM-
I watched in satisfaction as Malfoy left the Hospital Wing. This is it. This is how it's supposed to end. I laughed evilly as I walked down the corridors, in my head, I checked off step two of my plan to power…
A/N: Yay! I'm done. I'm sorry for such the long update. I feel bad because I left you guys hanging there. I have had so much work. Not that you care but I finished a project in exactly two days. I'm such a procrastinator, as you can see. I'm so sorry you guys. You have no idea how hard it was for me to break them up like that, but you have to admit, it was to be expected. He got Lenora pregnant. I mean come on. Now for the preview:
My eyes fluttered open as I groaned in pain. I lay on the floor, coughing up blood. Pain surged through my body as I shifted slightly. Great, I can't even more. I attempted once more, but I cried out loudly in pain, tears spilling from my eyes. My head rest in my own small puddle of blood that was seeping very slowly from head. I felt myself become weak. Having landed on my front side, which cause my breathing to become hindered, I felt my head become light from the lack of air. Gathering my strength and bracing myself for excruciating pain, I turned over. I cried loudly, screaming in pain. Tears continued to flow down my cheeks, salt from the tears stinging the small cuts that lined my face. The simple task of rolling over exhausted me and caused pain to linger through out my limp body. I definitely broke some bones. Fatigue feel upon me like a weight that I couldn't fight. I closed my eyes, choking down pain as I fell asleep. Too tired to cry for help.
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