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Lucius felt chest constrict as he read the final line of the article. "This is what she talking about, this is what she's fighting" he said to himself.

He ran back upstairs to dress, he had to get there and stop them, the earlier the better.

Now:

Lucius arrived at St. Mungos within minutes of reading the article. He passed tons of people as he ran through the halls, searching for any signs of the people he would recognize, it didn't take long as he smacked into Harry, knocking them both to the ground.

"Damn Lucius, what the hell are you for?" Harry asked rubbing his shoulder where we was plowed into.

"I want to see Hermione – where is she?"

"Why would you want to see her?" he asked with an angry voice

"Potter, she saved my life, I want to see her, to thank her." he said in a soft voice

Harry still wasn't thrilled with the idea, but took him to Hermione anyway.

As Lucius approached the room where Hermione lay, he noticed his heart rate pick up, hammering against his rib cage, and his breath catching in his throat.

"Let me check to make sure no one else is in the room so you can have a few minutes with her." Harry said as he walked through the door, "come in, she's alone right now."

Lucius slowly approached the bed where Hermione's limp body lay. The whole world seemed to close in on him as he looked at how pale her skin was compared to the last time he'd seen her. He pulled a chair up to her bedside and sat down, pulling her cold hand into his warm one.

Harry stood back by the door, noticing the look in Lucius's eye's, the look seemed to be far away and detached, as if he was thinking about something to deep to express verbally.

"Hermione" Lucius called to her in a voice hardly beyond a whisper "What the hell happened to you?"

Harry was oddly touched by the warmth in the ex death eaters voice.

"Listen Hermione, I need to know if... if the dreams are true, give me some kind of sign and I'll fight with everything I have."

"What the hell are you talking about Lucius?" Harry asked with raised eyebrows.

"Harry, I need to ask you a question before I answer yours – was Hermione the muggle born who's blood saved my life?"

Harry let out a sigh, "Yes she is, We didn't tell you because we didn't want you to flip on her." he paused for a minute before continuing. "You were so close to death from the loss of blood, they didn't have time to find you a donor. Hermione was brought in shortly before you, she was unconscious, but your blood types matched – she was the only option to save your life."

"How did you know it was her blood?" Harry asked, finally realizing no one had ever told Lucius

"She told me." Lucius said in a low voice, sure Potter was going to have him committed.

"Wha---" Harry started but was cut off quickly by Lucius.

"Look Potter, I cant explain it exactly, I just – the last two nights Hermione has come to me in my dreams – at least I think there dreams. The first night she came, she asked if her blood had done it's job – the second night, last night -- she begged me to save her." He paused waiting for Harry to call him bonkers, nuts, weirdo, maybe even Psycho, but it never came so he continued. "I owe it to her to stop this from happening, she says she's trying to come back."

Harry plopped down to the chair close by and hung his head "I believe you, but theres nothing I can do." he said with a voice close to tears.

"You believe me? Why?"

"Because we were told you could end up with some sort of connection to her as her blood is flowing through your veins, it was a rare chance, but I guess it's happening." Harry said raising his head to look at Lucius.

"Why cant you stop them?" Lucius asked

"The healers say she will never come back, that her soul has left and the body is just a shell. Altho we are paying for her to be here, they are pushing for us to just let her go, they need the room for someone else who needs more care."

"Meaning they need the room for someone else, who's care will cost a great deal more." Lucius spat

"They say thats not it, but I have to agree with you." Harry replied

Lucius sat in silence, looking to the one person who had always shown him kindness. He promised her that he would help, but the hospital was against them. There had to be a way.

"Harry, who is in charge of her care, who makes the decisions?"

"I do, I'm practically her guardian."

"I have an idea, a way that we can help her – but I need your word that you will sign over her care to me."

"What good will that do? The hospital wants her gone."

"Because Harry, I have plenty of money and room, I can set up a room at the manor to mimic the hospital and I can pay for the best healers to to check on her and teach me how to use the machines. I have plenty of time on my hands and as I said before – I owe her this."

Harry sat back, pinching the bridge of his nose, shifting to see the clock. "You have eight hours to get a room set up before they come and turn the machines off. I don't like this but I have no options if I want to see her again. I will sign her over so you can make the decisions on her care."

Lucius nodded "I'll be back shortly, don't let them turn the machines off before I return." and he disappeared with a small pop.

He arrived back at his manor and went into his large bedroom, moving to his desk to write a two letters.

The first letter was to a company that specialized in medical equipment.

The second to a healer who had dealings with the Malfoys for as long as he could remember.

While he waited for response, he rearranged his bedroom so that Hermione and all her equipment would have plenty of room, he wanted her in there so he could watch over her. It didn't take long for a specialist in medical supplies arrived at the manor.

Lucius explained her condition and what he needed, which the man was eager to help him with. He bought a bed that would allow her equipment to remain close, but not have the looks of a regular hospital bed. It was made of fine wood with intricate carvings on the headboard, the mattress was made of the best material and the size was made into a queen. The next was the best life support machine made, nothing could interrupt the magic that made it work, it was fool proof and Hermione would stay alive even if the entire manor crashed down around her. The man showed Lucius how everything worked and what he would have to do to it daily. Lucius had also asked for a portable machine so that he could give her a proper bath, rather then a sponge bath. Satisfied he had arranged the best of everything, he and the man went separate ways.

Lucius received an owl from the healer, saying he would be at the manor within a moment notice as soon as Lucius called for him. Everything was working out how he wanted it.

The next thing he did was go to a clothing store, where he purchased the most comfortable silk night gowns made, along with under garments and warm socks.

He made his way to a store that mostly witches shopped at or husbands that were in trouble for something. He remembered she always smelled good, from flowers, fruits or even what he could describe as an exotic spice. He walked in with his head high and made a bee line to the closest sales girls he could find, he felt Hermione could possible come around easier if she could smell like she used to rather then hospital soap. After smell different scents for an hour, he had selected 15 bottles and made his way out as quickly as possible. He delivered all of her new supplies to the bedroom and bathroom before apparating back to the hospital to retrieve her.

He made his way back to her room, where Harry had been on guard since his leaving, the hospital was disconnecting her in twenty minutes and harry was starting to sweat.

"Thank god your back, the nurse was going to get the healer for final preparations." Harry said as he let out a long easy breath.

"I have arranged everything for her and have a private healer waiting my call to transport her safely to the manor and give her an initial check up."

Harry nodded and quickly signed over guardianship to Lucius. Lucius called for the healer, who did indeed arrive in a moments notice and the three made their way to take Hermione from the hospital.

The private healer placed a charm on Hermione, temporarily keeping her support going without a machine and the three apparated quickly to Malfoy manor.

Harry wasn't happy with the idea of Hermione in Lucius's bedroom, but he would be the main one caring for her so he bit his tongue and decided to just be thankful that Lucius was willing to go through all of this to save his best friends life.

Once the new healer had placed Hermione in her new bed and gave her a perfect check up, he and Harry left, leaving her in the hands of Lucius Malfoy.

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