Chapter 15

Draco came into the hospital wearing his coat. He had his arm underneath, but hastily removed it when he came up to reception.

"I'm here to see two people. Mr H Potter and Miss H Granger."

The reception clerk looked up from her magazine and started to type on the computer.

"Mr Potter is in room C4, and Miss Granger is in room C6."

Draco thanked the woman and made firstly for Hermione's room. He walked past C4 and was very tempted to go in when his eyes flashed yellow, instead he controlled himself and walked past the curtain.

When he got to Hermione's room her parents were there. Mr Granger stood up and crossed to Draco.

"Young man." He said in a stern voice.

"If I may, could I please shake your hand and say thank you for helping my daughter. Without you she might be dead."

The short bald man shook Draco's hand heartily even though his face didn't match.

Draco looked up.

"How is she?"

Mrs Granger stood up.

"The doctors say she's stable, she has had to have three blood transfusion's, they may have to perform surgery at a later date to repair the muscles in her neck, that could be life threatening. So far everything seems to be okay."

She walked up to Draco and looked into his face with her tear stained eyes.

"Thank you."

Then they left, Mrs Grangers sobs could be herd as she walked down the corridor. The Draco sat down.

Having never been into a hospital before, he had never seen someone in a hospital bed before. He could tell there was something wrong. When he had walked in, none of the other patients were lying down covered in bandages, wires and tubes.

She looked so innocent lying there, pale, still. Almost like when Draco had seen his mother in her home when she died. Lying in her home hospital bed wearing a black dress. After the unfortunate event of his uncle, tom Marvolo riddle otherwise known as Lord Voldewmort, raping her Narcissia became very ill and depressed and had to be nursed from home. Draco had to watch his own mother wasting away, after a while they had to bring in a hospital bed and life support machine in case of some sort of emergency. Her son watched as the nurses tried to keep her alive and resuscitate her but it did not work. Lucius had let his son go in to say his final goodbye before he had her cremated.

Draco took Hermione's hand and held it with both of his own. The last time he had held Hermione's hand; those perfectly manicured fingers had closed around his. This time the drooped solemnly in a doll like way.

He lent down to her ear and spoke softly into her frizzy hair.

"I'm not going to let him hurt you or anything i have loved again. You shouldn't have suffered like this."

Hermione's hand twitched.

"I'm glad you agree, this means I can rid us of Brother Potter forever. I have bought the stake with me; I can do it here when I leave you."

She twitched again.

"Me and you will be together, I said you would be mine, one way or another. I mean it, I love you."

An extra beat went up on the heart monitor, for a split second Hermione's hand closed around Draco's and then let go.

Taking this as a sigh of agreement, Draco stood and crossed through the curtain. Walking back down the corridor crossing into Harry's Cubicle. Sitting down he loosed down at his brother.

"At this moment I don't know whether to love you or to hate you. Hermione knows what I am going to do and she agrees with me. I refuse to let you take anything else that belongs to me, it isn't fair."

Draco put his hand into the inside pocket of his jacket and grasped the wooden object sitting there.

"You hated me since you found out about that affair, it wasn't my fathers fault and it wasn't your fathers either. James was like a substitute mother to me and he was your adopted father. You have some serious issues, for Christ's sake you killed your own father."

He drew out his hand revealing the sharpened wooden point, raising it above his head Draco spoke through gritted teeth.

"Goodbye little brother." Slamming the steak down into the flesh covering Harrys heart a screech rang through the ward as a tortured soul left its body. The carcass evaporated into aged looking ash similar to that of his mothers that rested on the fireplace. All of the monitors attached to Harry started to beep,

Draco left before the doctors came and returned to Hermione.

"It is done my love, now we can be together,"

Hermione's eyes opened and Draco lent down to kiss her.

"I love you too Draco."

Finally finished, I now the end is cheesy but who cares, I like it and it's my story. Please read and review.

Love Jax.