A/N: I'm trying my best I just don't know how much I'm liking where I'm heading, I think I can turn it around into something good. Sorry about the lacking chapters \ ILL FIX THEM, some day.

I posted this not really pre-reading it because I need to go to bed. So if there are subtle mistakes, please don't get on me about it too much, it'll be fixed within time, I just figure you'd be more happy if the next part of the story was up

Chapter 15: Healing Bruises

Draco was knocked out cold for 3 hours; Hermione sat at the side of his bed, never leaving his side. Why would he risk his life for hers? Granted yes they both were fully attracted to each other but never in her dreams did she honestly think that Draco would risk his life for a muggle born. She sighed watching his non moving body stay limp. Hermione raised her hand over his head and brushed his hair back wishing he'd wake from the darkness.

"Draco… wake up… for me? Please. Come on." She begged him still unconscious on the bed. Hermione rested her tired body against his chest, hearing a weak heartbeat, which rhythmically rocked her to sleep.

Late during the night, Hermione's sleeping body was moved to where she was curled up in a chair with a blanket engulfing her body. A soft candle was lit giving the two a small sense of security. Draco began to stir, slowly coming back to being his awaken state. He rose up from his bed looking around before his eyes settled on a small person covered by a blanket next to his bed. A small smirk came across Draco's face. He watched her eyes move rapidly, knowing she was fast asleep in a dream, then watched her body's movement from air flowing in and out of her body raise up and down slowly. She looked so peaceful. Draco looked to see the time; it had been 7 hours since he saved her from the tree. His mind went back in thoughts to recollect on what had happen. His mind traveled to what could have been and what did happen. Draco slapped his forehead in realization that he could have easily touched the knot and things would have been so much easier, but his mind was rushed and the imagery of the branches flying around beautiful Hermione's body scared the living hell out of him. He sighed out loud before laying back against the pillow he had been resting on in his unconscious status. He turned his body to its side so that the view of Hermione sleeping was what he'd see constantly while he had to stay in the hospital wing.

A couple of hours went by; Draco eventually fell asleep after watching Hermione dream peacefully in the chair beside his bed. The chair was just close enough that Draco could reach out and hold Hermione's hand and that's where it stayed, his hand over hers as they slept until the dawn's light danced upon their faces. Draco woke first, again staring at the sleeping body before him. Moments later, Hermione stirred, her eyes fluttering open taking in her whereabouts before looking down with an awaking yawn. She saw his hand placed upon hers, immediately she knew that he had to of woken up and an instant smile flew upon her face. She looked up and their eyes met as happy as ever.

"Hey you" Draco said softly rubbing his hand over hers gently.

"How are you feeling?" Hermione moved her hands to intertwine their fingers together and she moved closer to where inches became the new distance between them.

"Better, now that I'm seeing you and seeing that you're safe and sound." He said smiling, feeling refreshed.

"Draco"

"Hmm, What is it Hermione?"

"…that note in the book, you mean every word."

Draco smiled, eyeing her so that she could see the shine in his eyes that were trying to express I love you. Hermione noticed it but wanted him to say it, she didn't want to read it or see it- even though that it's beautiful and sweet, but she wanted to hear him express it. For Draco expressing feelings was a rare thing and she loves every second that he would bother to express his feelings.

"Of course I meant every single word, I've loved you ever since I met you, and I just had a really immature way to show it. I know you over heard me talking to my friends, but I was protecting us. I didn't and wasn't ready for them to know just yet how lucky I am to have such a great girl, I want it to be a perfect moment to where peace will be there and not complications, but I guess I screwed that up as well. They know everything and they even tried to hurt you seriously. I am a fool."

Hermione's eyes expanded at the word love being said, it excited her. She finished listening to Draco finish off what he wanted and he had said it shyly. Soon enough he waited and a moment of silence fell between them. Hermione forgave him the second she saw his eyes when he said of course. She forgave him 100 and she didn't mind the whole friend issue because he had a big point. So with that, Hermione basically lunged her body onto his for a huge embrace. She couldn't be happier. She squeezed him and wouldn't let him go; he could feel her huge smile upon his cheek, causing him to grow his very own wide smile. She turned her head kissing his cheek.

"I love you too Draco." She said happily.

"Wow," Draco snickered. "So I guess you forgive me for being such an idiot. And heh, if this is what happens when I risk my life for you, maybe I should do it more often"

Draco chuckled and Hermione rose up to her feet.

"DRACO MALFOY, YOU DO THAT EVER AGAIN AND I WILL KILL YOU, and you are no idiot/fool or whatever insult you wish to throw at yourself UNLESS you risk your life again, in which case, I will kill you"

"Ironic" Draco laughed. Hermione laughed pretending to be hurt and slapped his arm, causing Draco to squint a bit in pain due to some bruising left over, Hermione immediately babied him.

"Oh! Oh I'm so sorry… Um, anything I can do to make you feel better?" she said worried but still excited for the love between them that seemed to sprout over night, most would say it was odd how their secret crushes turned into such a love so fast, many don't believe in it… then again, many don't believe in magic either, and look at where they were. Proves things wrong, doesn't it?

"Well, now that you mention it…" Draco eyed her mischievously "you could come back on this bed and…"

Hermione raised her eye brow "Draco…"

"Jeeze Hermione, I was just going to ask for a kiss." They both laughed and Hermione was eagerly willing to fulfill his request. She sat her body down on the bed and turned to him. She placed her arms on both sides of his shoulders and she gave him a playful smirk teasingly growing closer to his face, before planting her soft lips onto his. Draco growled into the kiss before pulling Hermione tightly against his body. Their tongues played games, and their lips told each other secrets in the process of making out, so close that they were almost one body. Slowly they turned the heat off and slowed their kissing back into a controlled nature, they were still in the Hospital wing after all, but it was Sunday. No classes were going to happen, all Hermione and Draco would be missing would be meals and they didn't mind it that much.

An hour of eye gazing later, Draco was released and was able to leave the hospital, wing. Hermione and Draco didn't part each other for a second. Draco's friends had pushed him to a point where he was furious with them and didn't want anything to deal with them at the moment. Draco and Hermione walked down the hall on their way for Breakfast. On their way Pansy Parkinson ran past, seeing Draco with Hermione. She glared, and at that second Draco rushed Hermione into a corner to give her a brilliant kiss just to please himself and Hermione and to make Pansy a little more jealous than before as a warning, reminding her that Draco gets what he wants and that Hermione was what he wanted.

Finally they reached the great hall, Draco and Hermione stood still for a moment as eyes still lay upon the unexpected couple before Hermione and Draco spilt their ways to their housing tables. It was time to talk to Harry, Ron, and Ginny and for Draco to face his backstabbing friends. Draco walked over to his spot glaring at each one of them, seeing that half were shamed at themselves and the other half enraged at him for what they strongly enforced was betrayal.