When the doors of the Hospital Wing opened, Draco snapped his eyes shut and grasped Harry's shoulder. Harry looked back at him. He understood completely. When they reached the bed, they all stood there in silence. Draco didn't want to open his eyes. The fear of the simple thing he would see brought a stop to his heart. But eventually, he would have to. So...he slowly opened his eyes and gazed at Tru. Her eyes were closed and she lay straight on the bed. It was the same bed she lay in the night they became friends. He had a small flashback of the game they played with bertie botts beans. It brought a tear to his eye.
Madam Pomfrey had spoken to Remus before when he had stayed with her. She had told him that no potion or remedy could heal a coma. Which was certainly what she was in. Draco sat closest to her. Just looking at her.
For hours they sat there talking to one another around her. Laughing as best they could. Draco along with them. He knew that she wouldn't want him to be sad. She would want him to be happy. The hours they spent lead into the night. Which was cold and full of more coming snow. It fell silently out the window. Draco was left all alone next to the silent Tru. He was sleeping soundly next to her. Dreaming of pleasent things. Roses and beautiful music resounded in his mind as he continued his pleasent slumber.
Harry and Hermione had gone to retrieve him and take him to bed. However, when they entered and saw him asleep, they approached him with caution. "Goodness..." Hermione said. "He has so much care for her...you'd never usually think that about Draco Malfoy would you, Harry?" Harry was smiling at the scene in front of him. "Five years ago...no." he chuckled.
They stood there quietly observing Draco's sleeping form. "Why do you think she didn't tell him?" Hermione asked sitting next to Tru. Harry examined Draco, to make sure he was really asleep. "I think she was afraid to." he said silently, looking over at Hermione with knowing eyes. "Why would she be afraid? They're so close, she should trust him like she trusted us."
"One night, she stayed up and was crying. She told me she's afraid to tell any man because she thinks that if she falls in love with them and tells them they'll abandon her like her mom did to her and Professor Lupin."
Hermione stared at Tru. "But she's not-"
"Oh come now Hermione, you and I both know that she's got feelings for Draco. We see it every day. She is. She just doesn't know it yet."
Hermione looked at him and smiled. Harry was right. Tru had such strong feelings towards Draco. It was possible that she was in love with him but didn't know it yet. That's normally how love came about. You felt for someone so strongly but you didn't understand what it was till the right moment. Harry and Hermione stood there smiling down at them for a long while. They looked so peaceful. It was as though there was nothing really wrong with Tru, that they were just talking and fell asleep.
Harry finally leaned forward and shook Draco lightly. Draco's eyes blinked open wildly and he smiled at them. "Oh..I...I must have dozed." he yawned, and stretched, and stood up. He spared a glance at Tru and then turned away. "Well lets get to the common room...maybe play some chess?" "Draco...it's past midnight. We came to take you to bed."
Draco looked up at the clock. It was ten past midnight. He chuckled. "Well...alright. Thanks guys." Harry and Hermione and Draco started to walk out. Draco dragged behind and they had turned the corner when Draco stopped. He turned and looked back at Tru. He walked slowly back to her and he sat on the bed next to her. She looked so sad just laying there. He sighed and leaned down, kissing her on the forehead. "I love you." he whispered.
He jumped up from the bed and began to run out after the others, leaving Tru alone in the Hospital wing.
