Forever Yours

Chapter Twelve

Hermione looked to the floor, trying to get some answers. She knew what she was doing up here, but she wasn't going to tell him that. "I was meeting an old friend." Hermione said, looking at him, finally. Draco continued to stare at her. He saw right through her. He knew what she was doing here, and that she would never admit it.

"What are you doing here?" Hermione asked him. Hermione glared at him. He was probably here to fuck the girls, but if he was, why would he spend time getting her away from that awful man. Draco sighed and looked right at Hermione. "I was looking for some potion for my mother when Madam Pomfrey asked me too find you. I must tell you the woman was going crazy when she asked me. 'Where is she? What is she doing?' Draco mocked.

Hermione shifted her weight from one foot to other, growing nerous. "How did you find me so easily?" She looked at him, the first time since he had brought her into the room, with out a glare. Draco sighed again. "A tracking spell. Honestly, Hermione I don't no where your heads been, and Madam Pomfrey doesn't either. Come on we-" Draco said, but what cut off by Hermione's question. "For tracking spells, you need something that belongs or has something to do with the person your searching for." Hermione said, looking at him. Draco looked confused at this. "So?" He asked. Hermione continued to stare. "What did you have of me?" Hermione asked him.

Draco looked taken back. He hadn't expected this. "I-" He said,not being able to find his words, "a ring." He said, opening the door and walking out of the room. Hermione followed him, quickly. "A ring?" Hermione asked him, still rushing toward him. "Yes," Draco said, slowly.

"I don't where rings." Hermione told him, looking at him curiously. Draco stoped in the hallway to look at her. "It wasn't a ring you wore." Draco told her, and started walking again. "What do so mean?" Hermione asked, running to keep up with Draco. Draco stopped again. He looked down at her, into her chocolate eyes. "It was a ring that was meant for you." Draco said, pausing. "It was the engagement ring I was planning to give you." Draco told her, and walked down the steps. Hermione followed him, tears began to sting her eyes.

He might have asked her to marry him. She would be married if it wasn't for this stupid mistake. She would be married if it wasn't for her stupidity. She could be married with the man she loved most in the world if it wasn't for her for making a stupid mistake.

Hermione followed Draco to this room in the basement, neither saying a word. "What are we doing here?" Hermione asked when they reached the door. She had realized they were heading towards her bedroom when the got off the last floor. "You have to get your stuff, so we can leave." Draco said. Hermione looked at him in disbeliefe. "I can't leave here! I need to get this money! I'm not going! I'm gonna get money and save my baby!" Hermione yelled, crying too. She covered her ears with her hands.

Draco grabbed her hand and brought them to his chest. He pulled Hermione into an embrace. "Shh... Its ok," Draco told her. "No," Hermione said in his chest, "my baby isn't. Its going to die, Draco." Hermione cried. Draco pushed her away, slightly. He cupped her chin, and pushed back some hair that had fallen on her face. "The baby will be fine, Hermione." Draco said, in a soothing voice.

"How?" Hermione asked him.

Draco paused for a moment. He would not tell her that he gave the money to Madam Pomfrey, he would lie.

"A donation was made to the school for you and it just happens to be enough." Draco told her.

"But who would?" Hermione askedm crying tears of joy.

"They wish to remain anonmynous.

A/N: A one month anniversary! Just so people know, neither Draco or Hermione will die. Review!