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luv sean faris: Draco? Blind forever? No, but Hermoine does have a secret..one which will hopefully become a bit more apparent in this chapter, or perhaps in the next.
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The tray shook a bit in her hands as she entered the room. Of course another day had her hair pulled up, away from her face. Those long bangs fell over her face, concealing her left side a bit but she perked up as soon as she saw him, once more facing the window.
"Good Morning, Mr. Malfoy," she said, smiling a bit and setting the tray upon his desk once more before walking over, holding her hand out. He, however, was inmoving and she stepped a bit closer, "Mr. Malfoy?"
"WOMAN! I'm sleeping!" he said, suddenly falling back onto the floor, limbs flailing. She laughed, not helping herself and looked down, chuckling still as she knelt down quickly, helping him stand up, her hand upon the small of his back as he once more towered over her.
"Sorry, Mr. Malfoy. I didn't know you were sleeping. It's rather hard when you-" she cut herself off abruptly.
"Go ahead, say it. When I'm blind all the time." He smirked, but she knew behind it he was wincing and probably screaming in his mind.
"Is it, well that is..will you be blind forever?" she paused as he sat upon the bed, letting his legs dangle over the edge.
"They don't know. I won't know until around a month from now, give or take. They'll be testing my eyes sure, but I wont know fully until my eyes had time to heal."
"What happened to them?"
"Magic," he chuckled, thinking she would see it as a joke. She frowned and wondered who had cursed Malfoy.
"Well, Mr. Malfoy, think you can learn how to feed yourself?" she asked, taking his large hand within her own she ignored the sizzle which slowly seered up her arm and down her spine. She placed the fork within it and then let it dangle over the food.
"I can do it, woman!" he growled, whipping his hand away before bringing it back to stab over the plate. She smirked, moving the plate until he finally speared a cooked carrot, "See?" a large bite was given and she shrugged.
"Well, I imagine since you can do that I'll let you eat on your own for once. Want the t.v. on?"
"Nah, muggle events don't interest me," he quickly took a bite of a lopsided potatoe cube and never even noticed his slip.
"Hm, well then the window open for a bit?"
"Too cold."
"A trip to the bathroom?"
"Don't have to pee."
"Well then, I'll see you on my rounds tonight. Nurse Garza will help you the rest of the day." With that she pulled the curtain behind her, took a quick glance back and laughed quietly to herself as he reached for the milk, splashing a bit over his shirt, cursing.
Would he be blind forever?
"Will he be blind forever?" she said, leaning back a bit in the chair. The nurses lounge smelt of coffee, left over donuts, and whatever food snuck in. A few chairs covered the tiled floor and ten lockers aligned one wall. Coffee mugs adorned one wall, calendars and schedules the other.
"Who? Mr. Grouch?" Angie asked. She shrugged, sipping at her black coffee, "The doctors honestly don't know. All they know is they're quite sure they've never seen anything like this. It seems to be getting worse, his eyes. But, they honestly don't know. Why? Take a liking to him?"
"Haha, funny. If I take a liking to him, shoot me," Hermoine said, standing and rising out her mug.
"Give me the gun, cause hunny. You're going down."
"Hand me that," he said, pointing towards the towel at the sink.
"Get it yourself, lazy britches," she replied, straightening his bed as he growled from his post at the darkened window.
"You should feel sorry for me. You know-"
"Should, is the key word. You can do a lot more by yourself than the other people give you credit for."
"Oh? Well, I can't see, so what can I do but sit here all day?"
"You can buy books on c.d. you know. You can also get brail books, with little bumps and things."
"Books. I used to know a girl who loved books. Quite the snotty little brat-"
"And I bet she was smart. And ate guys like you for breakfast."
"Nah, I was a simply snack," he came to stand behind her a moment, placing a hand upon her shoulder to steady himself.
"Nurse Hart. I know I'm such a grouch, but there's something I want to do."
"Oh? I refuse to let you grope me. Blind or not," she chuckled, turning and holding his hand within her own.
"Can I, touch your face?"
"My face!" she brought her own hand from his to touch over it.
"I can't see you, and I have this image. I want to know what you look like."
"Well, I.." but his hand was already rising, those fingers brushing along that long cheek. His tongue came out to lick over his lips as she closed her eyes, savoring the sensation of his fingers running across her face. He traced her eye lids, the arch of her brow, and then her nose. Finally his fingers dipped to her lips, tracing over first the top and then his thumb lingered over the bottom. He smirked a moment, but it quickly faded as his hand slowly began to run up her left cheek when reality snapped back in.
"Oh! Mr. Malfoy, the time!" she looked at the clock, stepping away suddenly and turning from him.
"Nurse Garza will be in here a moment," and with that she rushed out, leaving him dumb struck in her wake. She rushed down the hall, finally making it to the nurses lounged with her hand coming up to hold the left side of her face. He would have remembered, she was sure. It was all coming back, the flashes of the accident, and how she had left the wizarding world.
He had almost touched upon her that small part of her she had forgotten. The witch within, her hand came up, stirring the tea without touching it as a head ache began to form. He had almost found out she was Hermoine Granger, the witch who had been hiding all these years…
A/N: I know, I know. It's a tad boring. I'll kick it up a notch or two. Remember, Hermoine has a secret and is running. The question is..will she return to the wizarding world and will it be with or without him? Hehe, I know, I win. Anywhoo.
The next chapter: Hermoine and Draco's first romantic encounter. Draco is slowly becoming less of a grouch! Yay.