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Chapter 5- The Accident

Draco sped forward on the road. He went nearly 80 miles per hour, but didn't look guilty at all. He dodged cars, trunks and motorbikes going "too slow" and didn't stop at any stop signs or red traffic lights. I didn't notice that we were going so fast; all I was looking at was Draco. His beautiful eyes were gleaming in the moonlight.

All of a sudden, there was a flash of light coming from a truck in our lane. We were going to crash! I realized that we were in the left lane all along.

"TURN RIGHT, TURN RIGHT!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

Gripping the steering wheel as hard as he could, Draco rapidly swung his arms to the left; his eyes wide open as if he was hypnotized. He didn't look like he was in control, more like he was about to faint. We were both swung forward, and since there wasn't a crash, the air bags didn't open. Draco banged his head against the steering wheel so hard that it began to bleed. There was blood trickling down his face. The sight was so terrible that I screamed and cried at the same time.

I grabbed the steering wheel, crying as hard as ever, and tried to get the car back to the right lane. The car was spinning around in circle and I couldn't gain control over it. We sped over the bridge, and finally hit the fence surrounding it. Shattered glass from the windows was flying everywhere, Draco's side's door flew off the car and we went with it after a split second. We rolled off the bridge in a blur of glass, water, and…

A/N- I was nearly crying when I wrote this-

…blood. Draco's blood. I finally stopped screaming and sat as still as possible with the car falling into the water until I couldn't breath. With my shaking hand, I grabbed my wand. It was floating above me because of all the water pressure. I pointed my wand at my throat and gasped a small spell to let me breathe under water. I struggled to get my seatbelt undone and went over to the driver's seat. Draco was gone!

I played the scene in my mind over and over and remembered that his door swung open. He must have fell out; he wasn't wearing a seatbelt. I opened my mouth and let bubbles fly out of it. After what seemed like an hour or two, I decided to swim up to the surface, crying so hard that you couldn't even tell.

When I got to the surface, I gasped for air, then remembered to repeat the counter-spell three times in my head. I could breath air again. Of course, I couldn't get the thought out of my head that Draco was gone. The picture of him dead was in my mind and I couldn't forget it. I knew I never would. "I might as well die right now," I sobbed to myself, "I'm gonna find a sharp, jagged rock and stab myself with it…my life is over…I'm gonna die. I'll kill myself if I have to, but I'm gonna die!"

"HERMIONE!" Someone called my name.

I turned around to find Ron standing a couple of feet away from me. I got up and ran to him, throwing my arms around him when I got to him. Ron hugged me back and gave me a kiss on the cheek, then asked, "Are you okay?"

I couldn't get the whole story out of my mouth, so I shook my head, still crying as hard as ever, and asked, "How did you get here?"

"Someone that saw the accident sent an owl St. Mungo's. By what they told me, the person noticed your robes so they sent an owl to Dumbledore, who got me and Harry. We got-"

"Harry? Oh my-where is he!" I stopped crying as hard at that point; only a tear or two fell from my eyes.

"He's in one of the ambulances. No-don't worry! He's not hurt, he's waiting for you," he added quickly, seeing the scared look on my face.

"Oh."

"Come on, up you get. I'll help you walk over." He held out his hand. Taking it, I said, "Okay, but I'm fine." I stood up and started limping towards with ambulance.

"Yeah, you're fine," said Ron sarcastically. "You have a broken leg."

"And how do you know this?" I said.

When we got to the ambulance, the healers rushed over to me and gave me a quick check-up. "She has a broken leg," said one of them. Ron glanced over to me as if to say, "See? I told you so." I pretended not to notice as three of the healers helped me climb up to the seat that there was in the back. As Ron came over to help, one of the healers asked me what happened. Tears came back into my swollen eyes as I told the whole story to him and the others listening.

Ron half-smiled and gave me a pat on the back as comfort. It actually wasn't very comforting because it hurt. I softly said, "Ouch," and he frowned and apologized. Some of the healers went off to look for Draco. I turned away as they ran off because I couldn't bear to watch.

Ron climbed into the back to stay with me. Some other healers went in, too and after an hour or so, we got to St. Mungo's. I was rushed to a room where they gave me a liquid (that tasted really bad) to drink. That made me feel a little better; it must have been a tranquilizing potion. I felt drowsy and fell asleep…

A/N- Sorry it's short! I don't have as much time to write anymore because of school and all…