A/N: Told you! Chapter 7 was kinda lame.. I thought so myself… -_-' anyway.. I hope this is better.. the plot is all planned out now so.. Keep your eyes open for updates..! and by the way.. there's no thank yous for this chap.. I have no time to write it all.. so.. I'm sorry.. but don't worry.. I appreciate every review I receive! Believe me! =) and yeah.. one more thing.. you're probably very sick of reading dream sequence, but in this story.. dreams are VERY IMPORTANT!! So there.. I've warned you.. thanks again to those who reviewed!!!

--And sorry, by the way for some grammatical errors in the story. I just haven't been writing stories lately... high school life is really hectic...

Summary: Draco is dying, he only has a year left to live and no amount of magic can save him. Now Draco promises to change- to make his few months of living filled with laughter instead of tears. Will be D/Hr, sooner or later. R&r please.

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Chapter 8: Mistake

Everything was a blur. Different colors were swirling, drowning her, pulling her inside the whirlpool of colors. She couldn't breathe. Loud pounding can be heard from somewhere. She was confused. She didn't know where she was. She screamed at the top of her lungs for help but no one seems to hear her. A force pulled her inside the whirl of colors and she fell hard on the floor. In the far corner of the room she saw someone hidden by the softly lit torch, and even from afar it was evident that the person was crying.

She approached the person cautiously and she gasped as she realized who the person was.

"Mrs. Malfoy?" she asked, mystified.

She looked up. Tears uncontrollably fell from her eyes. "It's you,"

"Mrs. Malfoy. I don't understand, what happened?" she asked, her heart was pounding painfully fast as she stared at her. She knew something was awfully wrong.

Narcissa grabbed her wrist. She was now shaking slightly. "Something happened to Draco.."

Her eyes widened as she felt her whole body numbing. Her heart was beating fast. "Wh-what do you mean?" she asked, fighting the urge to ran away. In the look on Mrs. Malfoy's face, she knew, that the thing she was about to say was definitely something she didn't want to hear.

"He's sick.." Mrs. Malfoy whispered gravely. "And there's no cure.."

"What do you mean?" she asked urgently. Hot tears threaten to fall from her eyes but she tried to stop it. No. She won't cry. Not until she knew it was true. "It can't be... he looks okay."

"But he's not..."

"B-but.. It just can't be! No!!" she said loudly. "There's just no bloody way!!"

"And the doctors said he has 1 year left to live.. or maybe shorter.."

"No!!" she repeated. "It's not possible.."

Mrs. Malfoy looked up. Fresh new tears continued to spill from her eyes. She was absolutely in distress. "I wish you're right.. I thought so too that its not possible.. but it is.. and it's happening.."

She shook her head. Her mind was racing. She knew the Malfoys have no sense of humor and so it's probably true.. but no! Draco couldn't be sick. He just can't be.

"You're joking!!"

"I wish I am.."

"But it can't be! You're probably making this up!"

"Why would I lie about something as serious as that?" Mrs. Malfoy said seriously.

"NO!! You're lying.." she shouted as she started to ran away, afraid of hearing more. It can't be.. It just can't be true. She ran as far as her feet could go. Not knowing where she will go. She ran faster and felt the floor shake but she didn't care. It vibrated with more velocity and she fell yet again but this time she fell faster, causing a certain girl to wake with a start.

"Oh my God!!" Pansy screamed as she sat up straight in bed looking horrified. Her heart was still raising and she could feel beads of sweat falling in her face. Pansy looked at her clock; it was exactly 6:00. She closed her eyes for a moment before getting out of bed. "What the hell.." she muttered as she felt a sudden pain in her head. She has never been woken up by a dream before and as far as she could remember, this was the first time she ever dreamed at all. She touched her throbbing head for a moment and tried to recall what she just dreamt.

"There's Mrs. Malfoy.." she muttered ticking everything she could recall in her fingers. "Then she was crying." She then started pacing in her room and tried to recall more.

"And then there's something about Draco being sick.." she counted. "And I sort of over reacted.. That I ran away..." she stopped, her lips curling into a smirk. It didn't make sense at all. She then concentrated hard to recall how her eerie dream ended and she chuckled softly. "And then I fell.. What a weird dream.." she laughed some more and grabbed her towel. "Wait 'till I tell Draco this.." she muttered as she entered the bathroom, cackling louder than ever.

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Draco went inside the castle, not knowing where to go in particular. He didn't want to go to the great hall, scared that he might have another pain attack. He sighed. The thing that happened earlier was a close one and he never want that to happen again. EVER.

He sighed once more and decided that instead of eating in the Great hall, he'll just go to the kitchens, get himself some food and eat in his room. He definitely didn't want another round of questioning. Most especially with Pansy.

He finally reached the painting of fruits, tickled the pear and went inside. He won't be staying there for long. That was one of the places that a Malfoy shouldn't be seen. Draco looked around, it was the second time he had been there and nothing changed a bit. A group of house elves immediately approached and bowed down to him. He merely nodded and the house elves positioned themselves presentably, waiting for Draco tell them what he needed.

"uh.. can any of you bring me food in my room?" he asked, point-blank.

"But we is not allowed to do that, sir," squeaked a house elf at his right. "It is one of the Hogwarts rule. A Hogwarts student is required to eat in the great hall.."

"Just do it, okay?!" he snapped. He was getting irritated. He knew even Dumbledore would allow him to eat there due to his condition.

"Right away, sir.." squeaked a familiar voice in his left. "I is doing what you say right now.." the house elf immediately got a tray and followed his orders.

Draco eyed the house elf for a moment before he realized who it was.. "Dobby.." he said quietly. The house elf looked up and smiled at him. "I is not scared of your family anymore.."

Draco just nodded. "Dobby, can you do that for me everyday? Every meal?"

Dobby looked suspiciously at Draco. "I is not wanting to disappoint my new master, Dumbledore.. he said rules are rules and is never meant to be broken"

Draco rolled his eyes. "Don't worry, I'll tell Dumbledore about it, okay. Just do what I say!!" he then turned around and left the kitchen. His food's probably there in his room by now.

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"Hey Crabbe! Where's Draco?" Pansy asked as she glanced around the Great hall. "Have you seen him?"

Crabbe looked around, shrugged, and carried on eating. Pansy sighed. "I guess that's a No." she said quietly while she grabbed a toast. She glanced towards the door. "Where the hell could he be?" she muttered to herself. She then saw Blaise Zabini entering the great hall. "Hey, Blaise!! Hey!!" she called loudly.

Blaise looked around looking for his caller and spotted Pansy waving him towards her. He approached her and sat beside Goyle. "What do you want?" he asked.

"Have you seen Draco?" she asked urgently. "I've been looking for him but no one seems to know where he is,"

Blaise shrugged. "I haven't seen him too." he said.

"Damn.." Pansy sighed heavily. "Where could he be?"

Blaise shrugged again. "Dunno.."

Pansy looked once again at the door. There was something definitely fishy going on. It was like Draco was hiding something from her. There was something, but she didn't know. She could feel it.

"Hey! Pansy!"

Pansy snapped out of her thoughts and stared at Blaise. "What is it?" she asked.

"What's been happening to Draco?" he asked as he took another bite at his toast. "I know I shouldn't ask, but what is he up to?"

Pansy raised a brow. "What do you mean?"

Blaise put his toast down and lowered his voice. "Don't you think something happened to him? I mean, he never missed the train to Hogwarts before. And don't you think he's rather paler?"

Pansy looked incredulously at him. "But Blaise, Draco is always pale. And beside he said his mother was s-"She stopped.

Blaise looked curiously at her. "Go on... Draco's mother was what?"

Pansy felt a shiver run through her spine. Draco told her his mother was sick but her dream told her otherwise. Does her dream mean something? Something like Draco represents his mother and his mother was Draco? Was that the reason behind her dream?

Blaise waved a hand in front of Pansy's face and shrugged. "Okay. That's right. Ignore the one you're talking to." He rolled his eyes and continued munching his toast, ignoring her as well.

Pansy stood up and grabbed her bag.

"Where are you going?" Blaise asked confused.

"To the library" she said as she got her books on the table.

Blaise looked up, totally startled. "Huh?"

Pansy rolled her eyes. "It's really complicated, okay? So don't ask!"

Blaise continued to look flabbergasted but she didn't mind him and immediately left for the library.

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Pansy entered the library and felt totally unwelcome. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students looked suspiciously at her but she scowled at them, causing them to ignore her and mind their own businesses.

Pansy slowly examined each bookshelf. Pansy sighed. Truth be told, it was only her second time in the library. She wasn't much of a reader. And her first time in the library was way back when she was first year. She went there not because she was going to read or something, but she went there to look for Draco.

She looked around. She felt slightly lost but felt relieved when she saw Madam Pince stocking books in the corner. She cautiously went towards her.

"Umm... Where's the Divination section?" she asked, point-blank.

Madam Pince stopped what she was doing and stared at Pansy for a moment before accompanying her to the Divination section.

They finally reached the far end of the library and were greeted by strong smelling tea leaves. Pansy sneezed and Madame Pince pointed where the Divination books are stocked.

"Everything in this bookshelf is about Divination. The exit to the library is way over there." She pointed at the large door near the first bookshelf.

Madam Pince looked at her again. "I know you don't usually come here but I think you wouldn't be lost." She then moved away and left her alone.

Pansy stared at Madam Pince's receding back for a moment before turning her full attention to the books in front of her. She needed to understand what was happening. She needed to know whether her dream was an omen. She knew there was something... There's definitely something and she vowed to find that out.

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Draco finished eating. He was now sitting on his bed, staring yet again in space. He should have stayed home. In that way, the risk of being seen sick wouldn't be his problem anymore. He got his list out of his pocket. He was definitely running out of time. His life was slipping away from him every second and still, he hasn't started with his list. He sighed. "Oh well, at least there's still time."

Draco stood up and went towards the window. He peered outside and remembered yet again the things that happened to him earlier. He can't believe he was almost caught by the least person he wanted to see -- Hermione Granger.

He sighed. "Fate must be cruel to me", Draco thought as he continued to gaze outside his window. "But then," he thought as a sudden realization struck him, "Why do I always keep on seeing Granger whenever I wanted to be alone??"

He was right. He noticed that Granger always turns up whenever he needed time for himself. Like when he was in muggle London, he accidentally bumped into her when he ran away from the hospital. Then that morning, she was there outside the grounds.

"Is she spying on me?" he thought but dismissed the thought almost instantly. "Granger wouldn't spy on me... She doesn't have a clue on what's happening to me." He sighed heavily. He shouldn't problem about Granger anymore. He still has a list to do... and leaving Potter, Weasley and Granger alone was part of it.

He slowly backed away from the window and was about to sit on his bed, when he suddenly remembered to go to library to borrow the book: Concealing heavy sickness and diseases to the public eye. It was the book which his other doctors recommended him to use. He got his list which he forgot to put back in his pocket and went his way to the library.

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"There!! Deciphering dreams!!" Pansy triumphantly exclaimed.

"Shhh..." A bunch of prefects who were seating nearby, chorally whispered.

"Can't you be more sensitive?" another Ravenclaw student chimed in.

Pansy spun around and raised her brows in a very antagonistic sort of manner. She placed one hand on her waist and flashed her signature smirk.

The prefects who were commenting on Pansy's behavior suddenly stopped dead when they finally saw who she was.

Pansy raised her brows much higher, making her twice as evil as she looked. "What did you say??" Pansy hissed venomously.

The Hufflepuff prefects seemed to have lost their voices because no one spoke. They knew pretty well that no matter what sanction Dumbledore gave Pansy, she will still curse whoever minded her business.

Pansy gave them one last evil glance. "If you ever mind my business again I will surely curse you!" With that, she grabbed her bag and the book, Deciphering Dreams before leaving the library.

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Hermione stared absentmindedly at the last paragraph she wrote in her notebook. She wasn't really sure if she meant what she wrote but, well, she just felt like writing it. She read the paragraph yet again, and the things she wrote down has been echoing in her head... over and over again...

Whoever that person is, I will find him... Sick or not, I will take care of him. Because in my heart and in my dream I know I love him. No matter who he is and where he's from... I won't leave him... I will find him...

"I will find him..." Hermione shuddered and closed her metallic notebook shut. She didn't know what to do. She was so damn frustrated and confused. She slowly closed her eyes and breathed in and out to ease her mind.

"Hey! Hermione! Are you alright?"

She opened her eyes slowly and was greeted by Ginny Weasley's worried stare. "You've been like seating here in the Great hall not talking to anybody and not eating anything. Is something bothering you?"

Hermione tried to look cheery, though no matter how she tried, she knew that Ginny wasn't entirely convinced she was fine.

Hermione stared at Ginny for a moment and before she could think of something to say, her mouth automatically gave an answer. "There's a lot on my mind lately..." Hermione heard herself mutter. "You know school stuff and all."

Ginny looked at her, half expecting that exact answer.

"But don't worry about me, Ginny. I'm okay." Hermione added.

Ginny just nodded. Even if deep down she knew Hermione wasn't being truthful, she just let it pass. She knew Hermione has this very serious problem, and since she was sensitive enough, she decided to wait for Hermione to open up the topic herself.

Ginny smiled warmly at Hermione. "Just remember. If you need a good listener, I'll be right here." She muttered sincerely.

Hermione smiled. "Thanks for understanding, Ginny!"

She smiled widely. "No problem!" Ginny said while grabbing her bag and standing up. "Anyway Herm, I have to go! Herbology is my first subject! I still need to grab a few things! Don't hesitate to call me when you need me! See you later!"

"Okay Ginny! See you later!" Hermione called as she watched Ginny wave at her before exiting the great hall.

When Ginny was finally out of sight, she then drowned herself with juice before standing up. She glance at her watch, it reads 7:30. Hermione smiled, she still has 30 minutes before the first subject bell rings. Hermione grabbed her metallic notebook and her bag and headed for the library.

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Draco was now sitting at the far end corner of the library, scanning the pages of Concealing heavy sickness and diseases to the public eye. It was just the book he wanted. It was offering almost every help he needed, like how to make a person less pale, how to make bruises disappear and even how to stop someone or ones self from throwing up in public.

Draco closed the book and stared at the book cover. It was a good thing that the book was very light and not too catchy. It looked like a plain hardbound notebook. That's it.

Draco checked his watch and stood up. He still has 20 minutes to learn the first 2 spells in the book. He hurriedly gathered his things up and went towards the exit in full speed, accidentally colliding with an unsuspecting Gryffindor.

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They both crashed with a sickening crunch. Books and parchments scattered around the place as the two of them tried to break their fall. Draco landed hard on the floor while Hermione fell atop him. Hermione looked sharply to the person below her and was totally miffed.

"What the hell is your problem?" Hermione hissed angrily as she tried to get off her 'attacker'. "Didn't you see me coming in?!"

Draco shoved Hermione off him and started collecting his scattered things. "Look, Granger! I'm in a hurry! It was also your fault, you weren't looking…"

Hermione looked sharply at him and was totally stumped as she realized who she bumped into. "Malfoy! It's you again!"

Draco rolled his eyes. "Whatever, Granger," He picked a blue metallic notebook off the floor and put it inside his bag.

Hermione glared at him and started picking her things up. "I've told you before and I'm telling you again! Next time, please be more careful, okay?"

Draco just shrugged. He wanted to get out of there very badly. And besides, he shouldn't be talking to Granger… He still has a list to do.

Hermione grabbed a blue hardbound notebook and hurriedly inserted it in her bag. She then collected her slightly scrunched up parchments and her quills.

Draco stared at her for a moment. And without thinking, he bent down, grabbed Hermione's things, and then pushed it at her. Hermione just stared at him, totally startled. Without another word, he exited the library.

But what they didn't notice, the books they needed badly… were not in their hands anymore.

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A/N: I'm totally sorry for the late update!!! I forgot my FF.NET password and so it took a really long time to post this. I do hope you understood and enjoyed this chapter. I totally tried my best to make this right… oh well, I might update late due to heavy assignments and stuff. But rest assured, I AM GOING to FINISH THIS! Well, that's it for now.