When I woke up, I noticed that I wasn't in pain anymore. I didn't dare open my eyes, and I ignored my sense of smell and hearing, not wanting to register where I was. I knew theoretically that I was no longer hanging from a wall because I was obviously horizontal, and laying on something soft. I allowed myself to test my senses one at a time, to assure myself that I was alive, though I wasn't sure I wanted to be. I smelled antiseptic. They definitely don't have that in the afterlife. I listened carefully and heard the sound of breathing near by, which worried me a bit, but I didn't smell anyone menacing. In fact, his smell was quite alluring. I would know that scent anywhere. I opened my eyes and looked up into beautiful grey ones, But a second pair caught my attention, a dazzling green one.
"Draco, Harry." I croaked. Draco cringed, and tried to smile at me, but I could tell that even Harry had a hard time with his darker emotions. He couldn't hide the revulsion and anger, and in his eyes, I could tell it wasn't at me.
"Who?" Draco asked desperately.
"Who what?" I asked confused.
"Who did this to you Hermione." Harry plead.
I struggled a moment. "I can vaguely remember the color red..." I froze. Vaguely? I can barely remember what even happened. "I may have blocked whatever happened from my mind. I only have a vague idea."
"Someone forced himself on you, Hermione." Harry said gently.
"What?" I asked, confused.
"Someone stuck you to the wall in the corridor and raped you." Draco couldn't look me in the eye.
"Malfoy! Couldn't you have been more gentle?" I blinked at Harry.
"Look at her, she's confused. She's not gonna understand a more gentle explanation. I'm here, you're here if she can't handle it." Draco was staring down at his hands, pointedly not looking at me.
"Draco?" I whispered, and he looked up. His expression took my breath away momentarily. He was pained, afraid, and crying. Draco Malfoy was crying. And he swore that a Malfoy never cried. "What does this mean about us?" I asked in a small voice.
"Nothing changes if that's what you mean. Not unless you want it to." Draco said, Harry nodded.
"After this though, you aren't leaving our sight." Harry said forcefully.
"Thank you, both of you. I'm not sure which one rescued me, my mind kind of shut down less than half way through the experience. But thank you both anyway." I reached my hand out tentatively. Harry and Draco lifted their hands, and I froze, berated myself for it, then grasped their hands tightly in my own. I could tell how much me hesitating hurt them even more. I had to try to hide it. It will probably be a while before I went back to normal.
"Pomfrey will be back soon, she's gonna run a few tests on you since you can't remember who did this. We need to get him out of the school so he can't do this to anyone else."
"Can that be done?"
"If he didn't wear muggle protection, then yes. None of the magical contraceptives prevent semen from entering the body. So she'll take a sample. We'll be here for you. If you want us."
"You two certainly will not. She is a lady, and deserves privacy." Madam Pomfrey scolded as she walked in. Draco glared, and Harry blushed, looking down at his feet.
"Madam Pomfrey," I whispered. "I'd like them to stay, please. After...that, I would like a hand to hold and I'm not going to choose between them. They are the only people I trust anymore."
"Fine." Madam Pomfrey moved to the end of the hospital bed after closing the curtain around the four of us. "Stand at her head if you must stay. You don't need to see this, or her for that matter." She got to work immediately, I tried to focus on the hands holding mine, and not the hands down below. "You do realize, Miss Granger that you were supposed to tell me you were fae the moment you found out, or entered the school." I gulped.
"I wasn't aware. I only know of what my mother told me, which wasn't much."
"You're general mediwitch has to know your race in order to treat you properly. Because you are Fae nothing actually changes with how I treat you, except I have to be more careful about how strong a scent things have. But if you were a Veela, a werewolf, a vampire or really anything else I would have had to stop using certain herbs, or materials in order to not damage the person beyond repair."
"Do vampires come to school often?"
"It's a rare occurrence, but it has happened twice in my time here. They were siblings though."
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you...How did you find out?"
"I'm sure after these two rushing you here the whole school will know. Your wings were out." I froze. "They came out probably halfway through the ordeal as is customary when a Fae loses his or her virginity."
"I didn't lose it, Madam Pomfrey. It was stolen." I snapped bitterly.
"And we are working to find out who it was who did this, and he will most likely be sent off to Azkaban." Madam Pomfrey sat up straight and looked down at me, putting my gown back down to cover me, along with my blanket. "That should do it. I will know shortly, do you want me to tell you immediately?"
"Yes." I said simply. She nodded and left the room. I looked at the two boys, who looked much calmer than before. "You two don't have to stay if you don't want to."
"Hermione, we want what you want and need." Harry said.
"Do you want us to go?" Draco continued.
"Well...No..." I answered, blushing slightly.
"Then it's settled, we are staying with you until you tell us to go away." Harry said simply. I smiled.
"I would like to sleep, so if you want to leave for a bit, I understand, and probably won't notice."
"We are staying, Hermione. Just sleep." Draco stood and kissed my forehead, bringing my blanket up around my shoulders. Harry stood and kissed my forehead too. My boys. My beautiful and loving boys. What would I do without them? I drifted off into a peaceful sleep, with dreams of them holding my hand to comfort me.