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Chapter 12: Again?

Hermione Granger awoke to a cold and blunt room where a dark figure sat near the window sill, staring blankly outside. She wondered who it could possibly be but her musing was ceased when the person faced her. It was Draco Malfoy looking desolated and miserable.

"Draco" she said weakly

"Hermione! You're awake!" He approached her and sat by her bed side.

"I was so worried, Hermione. It was my fault, all my fault," he said. "I really thought I'd lost you there. I'm really sorry." He then gently touched her silky face.

She bit her lip because Draco was acting so passionate and loving which is why she couldn't utter a single word. She loved his touch, the way he gazed at her and, the way he said he was worried about her. She just loved him.

"You're sorry? For what? It's not your fault. It'll never be your fault," she explained.

"If I had helped you for the past few days, none of those things could have happened. I almost lost you, Hermione, I almost did. I don't know what I'll do if that ever happens," he said, in the verge of tearing up.

She smiled. She sensed the love in his voice and it made her feel wonderful; like everything would vanish and she wouldn't give a damn as long as sheand Draco are together.

"It's not your fault, Draco. It really isn't. If it's someone's fault, it's mine. Believe me, it really isn't your fault"

"How do you know when you don't even know what happened to you"

"I just had an anxiety attack or something. It's nothing that devastating; nothing to blame yourself on"

"No, it was not an anxiety attack, as you were probably presuming" he paused. "You've been out for three consecutive days, Hermione. You had a heart attack and your body system started failing you. You almost died Hermione" He said as tears started flowing from his cheeks.

"I did?" She was shocked with the news. So that meant that she has been lying in this bed for three days because she almost died. Holy shit.

"I'm really glad your awake now," he said, tightly gripping her hands.

"Please stop crying, Draco. I really don' t want to see you crying. Please stop." She found it really weird that Draco was crying because of what happened to her

"I can' t help myself Hermione, You don' t know how bad I felt, how awfully bad I felt. How so damn terrible I felt as I saw you, just lying there with a 50 percent chance of survival, unaware of what I have deep inside of me. How cursed I felt as you lay there, engaged to someone else, who's in the middle of no where, while here I am. Here I fuckin' am, waiting for you to wake up and hoping you could still find out how I truly

feel" He pause, staring deeply onto her teary eyes. "Hoping you'll know how much I truly love you," he added.

This is all a dream he loves me? He really does love me? You don't

know how much I' ve loved you, Draco. I really do. " I…I" she muttered, unsure of what to say to his sudden statement.

"I know my timing is awfully bad and you don't have to say you love me, the same way I love you. I just want to know if I still have a chance, a chance to fill even just a small space in your heart" How stupid of you Draco! She's fuckin' getting married. But wait, was there just something in her eyes a while ago? Her words, her everything, it implied something that I have been wishing to come true. He thought.

There he said it again. He loved me. But I do love you, she thought, more than you probably love me and more than you' ll ever know

" I..I.." still, muttering.

"It's Ron isn't, it? You...you love him, don't you?" He stood up and then retreated to his original place with his face away from her. " I know I may not match up to him, but I can try, Hermione. I can try..."

"Draco, I…." she stood up, although, it was hard.

"I…" she paused, suddenly, thoughts rushed onto her head.

There was Ron, Latvia, her friends, Ron's friends, her family, Ron's family.

"I.. I care about you, Draco. I care a whole damn lot about you"hose were the words which she forced to say. She must put in

mind the many people who expected that she and Ron would get married. She must

put in mind her family, her friends, and his family and friends. But she loved

Draco so much, too

"Care?" He said turning around to look at her.

"Draco.. I.." She said trying to form more words.

"No, it's okay. I expected too much from you. Of course I wouldn't get the same response as I wanted to. You're getting married for Christ's sake! How stupid of me, really, to even have the guts to tell you how I truly feel about you. After all, you're getting married! And not to me. I' m sorry. I'm just making things more complicated for you, I suppose"

Yes, she was getting married, but she's also in love with another person. And that person wasn't her fiancé.

"Draco, please…. I know I'm getting married but..." She was confused. She didn't know whether she should tell him or not. This was her chance to tell the only person she has ever loved her genuine feelings for them. "I… I lo--" She was cut short when Latvia entered, bringing in fruits and flowers.

"Ohhh! You'rre vell alrready!" She said smiling. She sensed the apprehension in the atmosphere so she asked, "Vat's 'rong"

"Latvia...could we have some time alone for a moment?" Hermione said, wanting to hit Latvia in the face. She keeps on intruding on them when they were by themselves.

Latvia's smile turned into a frown "Vhy?" This time, she felt a certain feeling from Hermione which caused her to become a little ire.

"No need Latvia. She just needs some rest. Please do rest Hermione. You need it because Ron's arriving tomorrow; he called me. You don't want you're fiancé to worry, now do you? You don't ant to worry the person you love so much. You don't want to worry the

fuckin' lucky person that you fuckin' love so much. You don' want to worry the fuckin' person I…" he ceased. Envy, want to be, hate, because he has you He thought

"Drraco, it's vyou 'ow needs ze rrest. You've been 'ere since she 'as gotten 'ere You 'avent even got back to zer rrom forr rrest. I'll stay 'ere and watch 'er. You go on and rrest." She said quietly to him but Hermione heard it. She was noticed that something might be going on and she wanted to avoid further unlikely speculations.

As the two got outside, Hermione resided back to the bed and then tears suddenly started to roll down her cheeks. She felt so pathetic. He watched over me the whole time She thought

When she was lying down, tears still falling down, Latvia entered. She took a seat near the television and turned it on. It was the first time the television was used since Hermione got confined to the room because all Draco did when he was there was watch over the one true person he loved.

A/N: so, how was it? tell me what you're thinking through revieweing okay:)

much again,

tom's princess