Into the Woods
Chapter 3
Draco returned later with some medicine.
"Hermione, I'm back!"
"I'm on the bed," said a quiet voice.
Draco walked over to where the bed was and sat on it, causing it to sink a little. He carefully avoided sitting on her legs, which were bruised very badly.
He conjured up some lights and placed his things down on the bed. "Relax," he told her, and dabbed his finger in a sort of crème.
Gently, he massaged it into her skin, watching the cuts slowly form scabs and the bruises fade. He took some wore and rubbed it on her arms and on her face.
Hermione felt embarrassed. Here she was in the middle of God knows where, sitting next to her enemy, letting him touch her – it was too much for her.
"Draco," she started.
"Yes?" he said.
"It's just – I don't feel comfortable with you…"
He embraced her, taking in her scent. "I feel the same. But it'll be okay. We'll work it out. You have to promise me something, though."
"What?"
Draco drew something from his pocket and held it out to her.
"Promise me, that, if you ever need something, you'll use this to contact me."
"Yes, okay, but how
do you use it?"
"This," Draco said, indicating a small
locket. "was given to me by my mother. To use it, simply hold it
open and hold it up to your heart. It will send a signal to
me."
"Okay."
Draco looked Hermione in the eyes. "Promise me you'll do this," he commanded.
"I p-promise," Hermione stammered.
Draco took Hermione's arms. "I don't want anything to happen to you, that's all."
Hermione's face suddenly changed and she looked like she was scared of something.
"What's wrong?" Draco questioned.
"I've just realized – He's going to be back soon. You had better leave!"
Draco stood up and smoothed out his pants. "Very well."
Then he disapparated with a crack – and Hermione was left alone to wait for Him.
She was afraid.