Chapter 14 (To Her Rescue)
A figure in a dark cloak stood tall in front of the Hospital Wing, with eyes that seemed to bore holes on its doors by the way they stared at them. Slowly, the figure approached the doors and muttered a spell; the doors to the Hospital Wing suddenly threw open. In went the figure with only one goal on its mind, to get rid of her…
The figure walked with calm, long strides as it approached the bed on which laid the girl it was yearning to get a hold of. The figure knelt in front of the girl. Its face inches away from her as it leaned in to get a better view. The figure used one hand to caress one cheek, snickering, seeing the girl flinch in alarm. Right there and then it wanted to do something bad to her, something so great yet malevolent, anything to make her pay for all the unwanted sufferings. With a hand on her cheek, it slowly made its way to her neck, tracing the lines that run across it. The figure then took out another hand and used both hands to wrap them both gently around her frail little neck; the figure was in control this time. And if no one stepped up soon, the girl would be lost forever…
Draco slid out of the Slytherin Common Room and quickly made his way to the Hospital Wing. He knew the perfect spell on how he could enter the hospital wing. A certain someone taught him a spell for opening locked doors, something much more powerful than Alohomora.
Rounding a corner, he took off at a brisk pace seeing the hospital wing straight ahead of him. He stopped inches away from its doors. He stretched out his hand to touch the door knob. To his surprise, he was able to turn it around and push open the door. 'What the… Why is this door left opened?' Draco thought as he slowly slid himself inside the room. He was not ready for what he saw…
"Harry! Wake up! We're going to see Hermione, remember?" Ron prodded Harry repeatedly to get him to stand up.
"W-what?" Harry said groggily as he took his glasses off his bedside table and wore them. He saw Ron standing expectedly in front of him, fully dressed and ready.
"Sorry about that Ron. Here, I'll just get my cloak and then we can go."
"Hey! Get off of her!" Draco yelled at Hermione's attacker and ran to her rescue. He saw Hermione struggling under the strong grip of someone. Draco could not tell if the attacker was a man or not. It was dark and the person was wearing a hooded cloak. Draco could see that Hermione was choking. Her eyes were turning red and her tongue was lolling out. It was unnerving to see that not one of the other patients in the hospital wing and Madame Pomfrey herself did not stir or even wake up from their beds. With the loud noise that they were making, it's as if someone charmed them to not hear anything.
Draco sprang on Hermione's attacker. He threw a punch on the figure's face. The mysterious person staggered a little. The figure fought back and threw repeated punches on Draco, most of which Draco was able to evade. One punch however busted Draco's lip. Draco fell to the ground and was caught by surprise. Suddenly, the figure took out its wand and pointed it at Draco, "Avada Keda-"
Draco stared in shock at the figure in front of him, he knew what was going to happen next. As soon as those words were spoken, he would never live to see light again.
Draco closed his eyes. He was going to die. This was his end.
"Nooooo!"
It was Harry, he came in just in time to see the cloaked figure point his wand at Draco. "Expelliarmus!" Harry yelled.
The wand flew out of its owner's hand. Seeing defeat, the figure turned and ran away from the scene, pushing the hospital wing doors open.
"Malfoy! Are you alright! Who was that?" Harry asked with a grave look on his face.
Ron who was shaking, offered his hand out to Draco to help him get up. "Why didn't anyone else here hear you! These people…" Ron said as he looked at the other beds with people lying down on them, seeming to be asleep. "And Madame Pomfrey! How could she not hear you!"
"I didn't see the face of her attacker…" Draco said, sputtering blood from his upper lip as he spoke. He slowly crept towards Hermione. She was unconscious but he could see that she was breathing normally again.
Draco was relieved to see that Hermione was alright. He got up but it didn't take long before he too fell into unconsciousness, but not before he took Hermione's hand in his own.
