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Chapter Five
Draco woke up a couple of hours later and rolled over in his warm, soft bed. He slowly turned his tired head and looked around the dark room and found everyone else sleeping. He should have already known from Crabbe and Goyle's deep heavy snoring. Crabbe's high, long snores and Goyle's deep, rumbling snore, then Crabbe again.
Draco glanced at his bedside clock, which said two o'clock am. He grumpily rolled over and pressed his soft pillow over his ice-blond head, trying to block out the steady annoying snores.
I'm never going to fall back asleep with all this noise. He complained. He lifted his heavy head up as the pillow still lingered there. As he moved, the picture of Hermione and him at Christmas time last year, tumbled out and landed face up right in front of him. He stared at it for a while before actually picking it up. He then felt his eyes start to burn and a hot tear trickled down his cold, pale cheek.
I hate this! Draco yelled with anger in his cold, lonely mind. I wish nobody cared we were going out. I miss her so much. I want to be with her right now. He threw his pillow off his messy haired head and shoved the picture back into his pillowcase. He pressed his face into his white pillow and tried to stop crying. At least Dumbledore understands. Then it hit him. He looked up at the dashboard of his bed and started to think. The invisibility cloak!
He scrambled out of his messy bed and tiptoed towards his trunk. He quietly popped the trunk open and slowly pulled the soft cloak out.
"Yes!" He murmured, but quickly covered his mouth. He glanced around the room to see if anyone heard him, but everyone and everything was asleep and still. He let out a quiet sigh and walked over to his four-poster bed. He quietly stuffed sheets and his pillow under the top sheet to make it look like someone was under it. He tiptoed back to his trunk to put on something over his nightwear.
He pulled out his Slytherin robe and some soft black slippers and quickly put them on. He grabbed his wand and the invisibility cloak and tiptoed out the door. He wrapped the cloak around him and stumbled quietly down the dark hall towards the creaky stairs. He hopped down the cold wooden stairs and landed without a sound in the empty common room.
He stopped for a moment and looked at the dim lighted room. The fire was almost gone and from what he can see with the little light in the cold room, there was nobody there.
He crept towards the door that led into the hall and quietly pushed the back of the portrait door open.
Finally he was out in the hall. He was more cautious now for Mrs. Norris and Filch were wondering the school at this hour. If he were caught, boy would he be in trouble.
He slowly took out his wand and mumbled "Lumos" and the end of his wand lit with a bright light so he could see better. He walked out of the hall and into the stair well. As he excitedly walked towards the door that led to the Hospital Wing, he felt something brush across his arm. He turned around to see who it was but there was nobody there. When he turned back around, the door to the Hospital Wing was wide open. He slowly crept in.
Who opened the door? He thought to himself. Moments later, he found out just who it was. He saw Harry suddenly appear next to Hermione, then Ron. They are using an invisibility cloak also. Wait, they have an invisibility cloak? Draco was burning with anger. He really wanted his little white hands around their pathetic little necks. Hold on. I am acting just like my dad. I don't need to be like him, swooping down to his level. I'm just jealous, that's all.
He tiptoed into the room and let the door close by itself. He crawled over to the bed next to Harry and Ron and sat down to listen.
"Oh, Hermione." Ron cried. "What happened? Come back to us please." Ron was already on his knees with her cold, pale hands in his.
"Come on Ron. Lets go." Harry said as he tried to hold back tears.
"Ok." He gently placed Hermione's hand back down and slowly stood up, not taking his eyes off her.
Get your eyes off my girl. Draco said in his angry mind.
Then they put the invisibility cloak back over them and quietly stumbled out of the room.
Draco sat there for a couple more minutes just listening to the soft slow breathing coming from Hermione, and waiting till Harry and Ron were way out of earshot.
He slowly got up and walked slowly towards his girlfriend, trying to make the least noise possible.
Clink
Draco dived behind the bed again. Someone was in the room with him. He peeked up over the bed with the invisibility cloak wrapped tightly around him and tried not to breathe, afraid whoever it was may hear it. He searched the dark room but couldn't see any living thing moving besides Hermione's chest slowly rising and falling.
Who was it? He thought to himself. He started to panic. What if it was Mrs. Norris?
He was about to get back up again when he was sure that it was nothing. But then…
Clink…tap.
This time he didn't move. He just froze where he was. He lifted up his head to see if anyone was in front of him and to his surprise, I was Madam Pomfrey and she had a large blanket in her hands. She was walking right towards him. He jumped out of the way, but barely made it. He was sure the cloak brushed against her bare leg, because she turned and looked in his direction. Draco froze, not even breathing.
She shook her head and turned back to what she was doing. She opened the folded blanket and gently laid it over Hermione's cold body and tucked it under the mattress. After she walked back into her office, Draco made his move. He quietly ran over to her side and threw the cloak off, and it dropped to the floor. He took her cold hand in his and held it tight, hoping she would wake up from the warm touch. Her eyes stayed shut and her body limp.
"Hermione?" Draco whispered as he looked at every form of her face as if trying to keep a picture of her in his mind. He lifted his hand and played with a loose curl that was lying over her shoulder. Her finger that the ring was on had a clean white bandage over it.
He looked at her clean face and longed for her beautiful eyes to be open. He wanted her to look at him. It would make him feel more alive right now. Seeing her like this almost kills him.
He jumped at a sound that was coming from Madam Pomfrey's office. He quickly leaned over and gently kissed her cold, pale lips and flung the cloak back over him and ran out the door. He didn't want to leave but he had no choice. He rather not get caught because first of all, Hermione won't approve.
As he quietly ran down the dark hall towards the stairs, he ran into his worst nightmare that he rather not be seen by right now. Mrs. Norris was walking towards him. He quickly ran towards the wall and leaned up against it. That didn't seem to help. Mrs. Norris walked right up to him. She started to meow loudly and a few seconds later, Filch came walking around the corner.
"What is it Mrs. Norris?" He asked in his deep slow voice. "Is someone here?"
She started to sniff Draco's shaking leg and meowed louder. Filch walked towards Draco and reached his hand out to grab him. Draco slid a couple of inches away from his dirty hand and held his breath. Filch's face went from excitement for thinking he caught someone to annoyed.
"There is nobody here baby. You must have been eating the paint off the walls again. Come on." And at that, he walked away. Mrs. Norris lingered there for a couple more seconds, looking straight into Draco's gray frightened eyes. She really wanted to get him bad, but there was nothing else she could do to convince Filch there was a student out of bed.
After they turned the corner, Draco ran the rest of the way to the Slytherin common room and he got up to his room. He ran in quietly and stuffed the cloak back under his junk in his trunk and threw his slippers and robe on top of it. Then he jumped into bed and closed his frightened eyes tight. His heart was pounding. He was almost caught. He thought about what would have happened if he was caught and without realizing it, he was asleep.
A/N: Did you like it? Sorry it's so short, and sorry it took me so long to post it. I am writing chapters for two other books right now so it might take a couple of days for the next chapter. Anyway, please review!