In Pain, Love & Desire
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter...Only this plot...
Author's Note: Thanks to those of you who reviewed. I'm debating whether I should continue this story or not..so let me know what you think. Also, This will be Ron/ Hermione for a few chapters, but then... lol...Read on!
Chapter 4:
Hermione Granger was running down the hallway, trying to reach the 3rd floor. She walked into the elevator and waited. They weren't allowed to apparate in hospitals due to all the confusion it would cause. People could only apparate or floo to the foyer, which was on the ground floor. So, Hermione was stuck doing it the old muggle way, with one's feet. Finally, the doors opened and she practically sprinted to her patient's room.
He was still there. The death eater. The window was open and the moon reflected upon his skin, giving him an eerie glow. He was awake and moved his head as she came in. She walked towards him and was about to check his pupils, when he grabbed her wrist with enough amount of force to make her wince. But his eyes...his eyes were begging with her. It seemed like he was trying to plead with her for something, but what?
"What is it? Are you hurting?", she asked him.
At the sound of her voice, his eyes widened and he shook his head violently.
"No, stop. It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you," she walked away from him and he seemed to calm down. Hermione had never in her life expected a death eater to be so..afraid. He was like a wounded animal, afraid to let others near him. She wondered what had really been done to this man. She walked to him once again and plucked out a few of his brown hairs. She needed them for her potion.
"I'll be right back, don't worry, I will find a way to get you better", with that Healer Granger walked out onto the lab to begin her potion. It was gonna be a long night.
He couldn't believe it. It was her! How could they have done that to him. his own father?? But then again, when had that man ever done anything that didn't involve his benefit in some way. Even if it involved hurting his own son. He turned his head and winced at the pain shooting through his neck. Oh yea, he remembered why he was here now.
He had refused to obey the Dark Lord's order, and had been punished for it. But no, his punishment was merely another part of the plan they had concoted. He was to serve them better lying in this hospital, because he would be close to...her. No, he couldn't let them involve him in this again. He was supposeed to have killed them, but his own conscience had failed him. So now he had to finish the 'job' or say goodbye to his life and..her, forever.
He had seen the pain in her eyes, the sadness. He was the one who had caused it and it ate him inside everyday. The thought of her hurting was more painful to him than all the physical pains that he had to endure. But he could do nothing about it. She had seen his dark mark. He was sure of it, because even though she had treated him nicely, he could still sense some fear in her because of what he was. He was surprised thoguh, that she had actually consented to helping him. But then again, he had always known that she had a nurturing nature. He had seen for himself.
He had been thinking too much, he thought, as he felt a throbbing headache coming on. He shifted in the bed, gingerly, and dozed off to sleep.
Healer Granger was bent over a book, reading the instructions for the potion. It seemed it would take three months to complete, assuming that there would be a full moon on it's last day. Hermione put her head in her hands and sighed deeply. The wounds in her heart still felt raw to her. her parents death and now having to deal with the death eater...she didn't know what to do.
She made a list of the ingredients she would need. Her friend, Healer Geales had left her a book she had asked for. It contained information on very dark curses. She read through it trying to find something to heal the cuts and bruises on the death eater's body. Finally, she found a spell that looked like it might work. She smiled to herself and quickly left the room.
She walked over to him. He was deep asleep. Maybe she could heal him without waking him. She leaned close to his face pulling out her wand. She murmured the incantation, followed by a flick of her wrist.
His skin started glowing for a moment and it seemed like it was working, but then something went terribly wrong. A black mark started spreading from all the wounds on his face. It looked like his face was covered in grime. Suddenly the darkened skin started bleeding and his eyes snapped open. He released a scream of pain and Hermione winced at the agony in it. She tried spells to make the pain stop but his wounds kept bleeding profusely. She didn't know what to do, if she didn't do something soon he would bleed to death.
She did the first thing that came to her mind, she put her hands on his face. She felt the blood and the torn skin protruding under her fingers, but it seemed like the blood had stopped. At her touch the wounds closed immediately and his skin looked flawless of any marks. She lifted her hands and admired his face. After she removed her hands, the deep cuts and bruises appeared again.
"What the-?" she swore...
A/N" Hey guys...WOW...i knoe i havent updated in a long time...i was busy with finals and i had writer's block..lol...short chappie...im trying to get back on track...anyway please REVIEW D