A/N: Song is Hear you me by Jimmy Eat World. Shorter chapter this time, sorry! Enjoy and review please…
Song of the heart's Embrace
Chapter Four
Hear you me
There's no one in town I knowYou gave us some place to go
I never said thank you for that
I thought I might get one more chance
There were many reasons that he had come to Hermione, many reasons.
Reasons he would never ever tell.
She wanted to know them, but couldn't.
She wanted him to come, and he did.
They walked outside of the doctors and Hermione began to shake.
"Are you alright, Mudblood?" Draco asked his hand grasped in hers.
"I'm just slightly nervous… thank you for coming with me," she murmured.
"No, really it's alright… are you ready?" he asked, smiling briefly as she nodded.
Without reason he kissed her lightly on the forehead before they entered, a simple meaningless kiss that meant a lot.
What would you think of me now?
So lucky, so strong, so proud?
I never said thank you for that
Now I'll never have the chance.
Doctor Wood was really unimpressed at what Hermione had to say.
"So your worst enemy is staying with you?" he asked, pacing the room and not daring to look at Draco.
"Look, Oliver, it's hard to explain, but I think we both need someone!" Hermione muttered.
Oliver Wood looked at Hermione and sighed. She was different, that much was true. She was half-healed. He looked at Draco and they shared a look, with meaning and none. He wanted to thank Draco right there, but he knew he couldn't he was proud of Hermione's improvement and she was lucky, whatever it was they were giving each other, it was working.
May angels lead you in
Hear you me my friends
On sleepless roads the sleepless go
May angels lead you in
Hermione had fallen asleep on Draco again, and he sat tracing her face. It was true he hated her, but at the same time, he couldn't hate her, no matter how hard he tried. He kissed her lips gently as she slept, as a kind of thank you, because they were friends. And for once, he wanted to sleep; he wanted to escape into a place where he was vulnerable.
So, What would you think of me now,
So lucky, so strong, so proud?
I never said thank you for that
Now I'll never have the chance.
Hermione awoke and looked at Draco, his delicate sleeping form. She blushed, and pushed back his hair, filling her mind with sinful thoughts, fantasies that made her laugh. A smirk played on his lips and she withdrew he mind, the smirk reminding her that he was there.
Malfoy was within.
May angels lead you in
Hear you me my friends
On sleepless roads the sleepless go
May angels lead you in
"Hermione!" shouted Draco, staring at the bath as it overflowed.
Hermione ran in and swore loudly, turning the tap off and cursing under her breath as she emptied part of the bath.
She turned to him and gasped.
Her eyes fell upon the scabs on his stomach.
She brought a hand to it and he winced as she traced them.
"Please don't," she whispered, resting her head on his chest. "Please, Draco, don't hurt yourself…"
"It doesn't hurt…" he sighed.
"Please, Draco, you're all I have!" Hermione gasped.
Draco frowned, realising she was being truthful.
May angels lead you in
May angels lead you in
Hermione couldn't begin to explain just how empty she was, how scared she felt, feeling she couldn't loose Draco, if he carried on like that, she wouldn't be able to cope.
Draco had been really shocked at her reaction to his cuts. Why would she care?
And if you were with me tonight
I'd sing to you just one more time
A song for a heart so big,
Go wouldn't let it live
Draco held her close as they watched the film, letting Hermione burry her head in his shoulder as she cried. He knew it wasn't the film she cried about. Believe it or not, she had been through worse than many and nearly all characters in movies. He knew she was kind, gentle, and sensitive and he accepted that in some ways. As the film ended, he turned it off. Hermione was very close to being asleep and so Draco rocked her, humming gently.
"Draco?" she questioned.
"It's alright, I'm here, just go to sleep," he said, kissing her forehead gently.
May angels lead you in
Hear you me my friends
On sleepless roads the sleepless go
May angels lead you in
Dreams are always nice.
Hermione cherished hers, because he was still singing to her, holding her, protecting her. He was her knight.
May angels lead you in
Hear you me my friends
On sleepless roads the sleepless go
May angels lead you in
He looked down at her face and thought of only angels, her angelic glow warming him through. At this moment, he really couldn't hate her, not right now anyway, he had to protect her.
May angels lead you in