Sorry it took so long to update. I hit a block, I was actually writing a small post to put in about this block when the skies opened up and creativity struck ... I think lol. HermioneJoan thanks so much for your review! I kinda have a thing for bad Ron. He tends to be crazy in all my stories lol please read and review I look forward to hearing from faithful readers! Again sorry it took so long to update I just wasn't sure where I wanted to go with it lol.
"Mione must you write so early in the morning?" He groaned as he rolled over and covered his head with the pillow.
"Shh I'm working on the prophesy." She hissed and continued to scribble. He stood up and walked over to her leaning over the back of the chair kissing her neck.
"Come back to bed." He whispered in her ear as she shook her head. He sighed and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "What have you figured out?"
"Well," She began to chew on the end of the quill "Most of it is pretty straight forward. One of the few 28, you, will defy his family and fall in love with the most brilliant muggle born witch of her age, me."
"And you say my egos bad." He laughed.
"I didn't self-declare that name unlike someone who calls himself the Prince of Slytherin." He scowled at her and she continued "after the Great War the Prince of Darkness, again you, and the princess of light, me, will reunite Memories will be forgotten. Obviously us regaining our memories." She paused again
"It's got one thing right, you're defiantly my princess." He kissed her cheek she smiled.
"I love you too Draco." He smirked at her and looked back at the parchment. "But when true love is reunited the old magic will be reborn. Magic cause by their sacrifice will protect them from the one that's wants them dead but only as long as their love is alive. Someone's going to try to pull us apart." She finished. Draco walked around the chair and pulled her into his arms.
"Hermione, no one can pull us apart. I've finally got you back and I am not letting go. You can count on that." He buried his face in her hair.
"You promise?" she asked against his chest.
"I promise." He whispered. "Now since you have me awake at this ungodly hour lets go get some breakfast." He pulled away from her and walked into the bathroom she quickly followed giggling. An hour later they finally headed to the great hall where they sat at the Gryffindor table Ron refused to look up at the two of them, Harry awkwardly began cutting into his pancakes and looking over a Ginny.
"Ok what's with the awkwardness?" Hermione finally asked annoyed.
"There's a piece of shit Death eater sitting at our table Hermione!" Dean Thomas practically growled. Hermione's fists clenched around her silverware she laid them down on the table and turned her fierce glare to Dean.
"Ignore him Mione." Draco whispered but she shook her head not looking away, dean seemed to know he had said the wrong thing when he saw the fire in her eyes.
"Do you think I'm a bloody idiot dean?" she asked he opened his mouth to answer but quickly closed it when Seamus grabbed his arm clearly knowing Hermione wasn't finished. "I know what Draco has done and I don't rightly give two shits about what you or anyone else has to say about it. He has been acquitted of his actions in the past and you'll do good to remember that the next time you try to open your mouth." She was breathing heavily and if it wasn't for Draco's hand on her shoulder she was sure she would have stood a long time ago.
"He threw us in a dungeon Hermione! They fucking tortured you!" Dean screamed he was now standing.
"He did what he had to do to stay alive Dean, and he didn't torture me Bellatrix did that! We all did things in the war that we aren't proud of, you can't blame him for everything that happened just because he's here." She had shrugged off Draco's hand and was standing as well. "That goes for everyone." She finished looking around the entirety of the hall before retaking her seat. She was shaking with anger. Draco wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to him. Dean stormed out of the great hall thoroughly pissed off. Hermione had tears in her eyes. She had done everything she could to push that particular memory from her mind. Unfortunately Dean had brought it back with his little statement.
"Mione, Are you ok?" Draco whispered in her ear. She slowly shook her head; she could feel the panic attack coming and locked eyes with Ginny.
"Draco get her out of here, she needs to go to Pomfrey!" Ginny said quickly standing. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up. Realizing she couldn't stand he picked her up and ran to the hospital wing.
Madam Pomfrey!" He screamed she came running from her office.
"What happened?" she asked as she motioned for Draco to lay Hermione on the bed.
"She had a panic attack." Ginny answered coming up behind them. "She had them all the time after the war until she was able to repress that wonderful little memory Dean just brought back to the forefront of her mind."
"What memory Miss Weasley?" she was running her wand over Hermione checking her for any other inflections.
"Her torture." Draco answered quietly. Madame Pomfrey looked up at him nodded and returned to the girl who had a pained look on her face.
"She reliving the events due to the panic attack. Mr Malfoy I'm going to need you to hold her still while I give her this potion." She said he nodded and grabbed onto her arms. She began to fight and tremble but he held her tight.
"Mione it's ok. Aunt Bella is dead, you're stronger than this. It's not real Mione." He coaxed in her ear and she slightly stilled at his words. Madame Pomfrey quickly tilted her head back and poured the potion down her throat. Her eyes opened and she took a few quick breaths. "You're safe Mione." Draco said still holding her in place as her eyes frantically searched her surroundings.
"Miss granger you had a panic attack. I'm going to need you to stay in the hospital wing for a few hours so I can keep an eye on you. You will be released at lunch time." Hermione sighed and nodded.
"Are you ok?" Draco asked as he took her hand. She could see the guilt in his eyes and felt her stomach drop.
"Draco it is not your fault." She said he shook his head but she pulled him close to her. "I don't blame you Draco; It was beyond your control not to mention neither of us knew what we know now. I will not let you blame yourself for anything that bitch did. I love you Draco" She said firmly
"I don't deserve it." He mumbled she sighed.
"Are you going to go back on your promise to me?" she asked he looked at her shocked and surprised.
"Never" he said she smiled and leaned forward and kissed him.
"Then don't ever doubt my feelings for you. And do not let anyone else try to tell you any differently. I love you Draco Malfoy and there isn't a person alive or dead that will change that." She said firmly. He sat on the edge of the bed and leaned in close to her cupping her face with his hands.
"I don't know how I got you to stick by my side last year but it was the smartest thing I've ever done." He kissed her she pulled him close to her as possible. When they pulled away he looked into his eyes placing his forehead on hers.
"Mr. Malfoy you'll need to go to class. I'll expect you back here at lunch time to escort her to the great hall." Draco pulled away reluctantly and nodded to the healer.
"I'll see you after classes love." She could see the smile in his eyes and she smiled back. He left the hospital wing only to come face to face with Dean Thomas.
"What did you do to her?" Dean asked glaring
"I didn't do anything to her Thomas. You're little comment earlier sent her into a panic attack where she relived those oh so wonderful memories she had managed to repress." Draco seethed. Dean looked at the hospital wing door and back to Draco.
"Panic attack?" he asked
"Yes Panic Attack which was triggered by what you said. She had to take a calming draught to come out of it and now she will be there until lunch." His fists were clenched and he was doing everything possible not to punch the idiot in front of him. Dean turned and walked off without another word. Draco shook his head trying to calm herself before heading off to his classes.