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St. Mungo's Hospital IV
Draco's Point of View
I stared at those brown eyes.
I knew those eyes. I knew her……she appeared in my cell……the brown eyed angel.
She came back, like she promised.
I wanted to tell her to take me to Malfoy Manor. I have to see, no, confront, Lucius Malfoy.
But my strength failed me, and before I could tell her, I collapsed.
Two Months Later……
Hermione's Point of View
The unicorn's blood does not seem to have adverse effects on Draco Malfoy as yet. He does seem to be recovering well. He asked about your whereabouts once, Ms Granger. I informed him you are a teacher at Hogwarts.
Hope all is well with you.
A. Pye
I folded the letter and put it away in the drawer.
Draco's Point of View
Healer Pye took time to tell me all about it, while I recovered under his observation in St. Mungo's.
He told me how Granger saved me, and showed me news clippings from the Daily Prophet about Fudge's trial.
Granger went all out to save me, a Malfoy, her enemy, who insulted and made her life utterly miserable at Hogwarts; just because she was a Muggle-born.
I never knew why though, for Granger never came to visit me after that day.
And now, I am still alive, because of her.
Draco's Point of View
When news got out that I was regained consciousness, The Daily Prophet swarmed the hospital with reporters trying to get an interview with me, by the fireplace or by owl.
Thankfully, Healer Pye was there to block them off, and he did this with zealous energy. This was as well, for I really did not have the physical and mental strength to deal with the press.
I suspected the reason was because Healer Pye did not want the fact that he used unicorn blood to save me - to leak out to the press. I did not know why, me being alive was a medical miracle, and I was surprised the Healer was not capitalizing on it.
In actual fact, secretly I was pleased with the publicity. I wondered what Lucius Malfoy was thinking when he read the news and knew I am still alive. In fact, I often wondered about that. Although I no longer had the burning desire to confront him.
One Month Later
Draco's Point of View
Healer Pye informed me today that I could be discharged in two days' time. I was secretly relieved, this means an end to all the nasty potion concoctions I have to take; the endless medical tests that Healer Pye insists I have to undergo……
But suddenly, reality dawned upon me. I have nowhere to go……
In fact, I don't even have galleons, no, sickles even, with me.
I have to get, a job.
A job - it sounded so foreign to me. I am at a loss about that. My OWLS results were mediocre for I never really studied hard in school. I'd always depended on my inheritance of the Malfoy fortune. Now I cannot even call myself a Malfoy.
Perhaps it was still the Malfoy pride, but I never spoke to Healer Pye about my predicament, and he never asked. In fact, for my last two days at St. Mungo's, Healer Pye was so absorbed about giving me more health checkups and medical tests that we hardly spoke about other matters, except that he kept asking me to fervently promise (almost to the point of pleading, in fact) to come back for checkups once a month.
I bid Healer Pye goodbye that rainy afternoon. Deep in my heart, I would always be grateful to him, and……Granger.
That day, I left St. Mungo's with a heavy heart.
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