Ok so here is chapter 7. thanks to all the people that reviewed!! They truly made my day, and to all the other people that are reading my story and not reviewing… well I wont say that im mad, but do review please, so I can know what you think… that way I don't get that weird feeling like I'm being watched or something like that. Lol.
Anyways back to the story.
Chapter 7 "It's You!"
Malfoy stayed there where he was, suspended in the air for a second. He looked down and then over at Hermione. He was about to say something when all of a sudden he fell, fell hard, right into the blue icy cold water.
Hermione threw herself into the cold water and felt like if dozens of tiny little knives were being pushed into her skin. But she ignored that feeling. She ignored everything. The only thing in her mind was Draco. She swam to the place that she had seen him fall.
She finally found him. He was floating there, unconscious. She held on to his arm and tried to swim with him to shore, but he was too heavy. She had to get him out of the water, or they would both catch pneumonia.
She tried as hard as she could, but the waves weren't helping. She then remembered that there had been someone else on the beach. She looked back, to where she had been standing, and yes, she saw a tall, dark figure looking her way.
Hermione frowned, not understanding why he wasn't helping them, if he already had once.
"Help!" Hermione yelled at him. But he didn't move. Hermione was beginning to panic.
"What the hell." She heard Draco whisper. She looked at him to find him with his eyes half opened looking around franticly.
"Can you hear me? Are you ok?" Hermione practically yelled at him.
"Yes, I'm ok. But can you keep your voice down?" he groaned. Hermione could see the great effort that it took him to speak.
"Listen Malfoy," she said in his ear "I'm trying my best here to save your life ok, so if you could cooperate just a little I would appreciate it."
"And…what…the…bloody…hell…am…I…supposed…to do?" he asked breathlessly, his voice shaking.
"Can you swim?" she asked
"I can barely open my eyes, Granger. I think you can answer that one yourself."
"Ok, I'm going to try again, but please just do whatever you can--" but Hermione couldn't finish her sentence because at that moment she found herself along with Draco floating in the air all of a sudden.
"Not again." Whined Draco.
"Oh God," was all Hermione could say. She looked over at the person, still standing on the beach, but his wand was out now, and he was using it to keep her and Malfoy on the air.
She could feel as they began to move, or rather to float towards the person.
Finally, once they were over firm land, he set them down slowly. The rain was still falling hard. The man that had just saved their lives stood about five feet from them.
Hermione couldn't see his face because one: he had a dark hood pulled up and two: the rain was way too thick to see much of anything.
Hermione looked down at Draco, who was now laying on the wet sand, or rather mud, his eyes completely closed now. He looked as if he was asleep.
"Malfoy, Malfoy" she called to him as she shook his arm.
"Hmm." Was all he could say.
"Don't fall asleep, not now. Please."
Hermione looked over to the man again.
"Who are you?" she asked.
The man took three steps forward, and then slid off his hood.
"It's you!" Hermione gasped as she recognized the man standing in front of her.
"Hello, Granger." Was his response.
"Zabini?" Malfoy asked slowly.
"Nice to see you two again." He answered.
"We will worry about greetings later ok?" Hermione interrupted. "Zabini, help me get Malfoy to the hotel." She ordered.
"Why don't you just apparate?" he asked her.
She shrugged. "Guess it never occurred to me."
"So what are we waiting for?" he asked her
"Let me get all of our things."
As Hermione gathered her things and Malfoy's she couldn't help but wonder exactly what was Blaise Zabini doing there, and why had Malfoy been attacked.
But she would ask him that later. Right now the most important thing was to get Draco back to the hotel and into some dried clothes.
She came back to Zabini's side, who was staring down at Draco.
"What are you doing?" she asked him.
He turned to look at her. "Nothing" he murmured.
"Ok, let's go."
They bent down to help Draco up. Each one took hold of him by the arms. Draco wasn't exactly passed out, but he wasn't that awake either.
Blaise nodded. "Ready?"
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Back at the hotel, Hermione had made Draco change into dry clothes. If it was up to her she would have made him take a shower, but she had a feeling Draco wouldn't cooperate with that one.
Right now Draco was lying down on the bed. Hermione didn't need a thermometer to know that he had fever.
His cheeks were rosy colored, well come to thin about it, he was getting red everywhere. He was sweating like crazy too, and shivering with cold.
He was muttering senseless things, but it calmed Hermione a bit to hear his voice.
Blaise leaned against the wall, watching everything. He couldn't understand why the Granger girl was here with Draco. Damn, that only made his job a lot harder.
He shook his head and sighed. What he hated the most was that Granger would soon ask questions, and he would have to answer. But what in the world would he tell her.
Hermione gave Draco an improvised potion she herself had made. She was going to give him muggle medicine, but despite Draco's state, he refused to take it. So Hermione had to make a potion. It hadn't taken her long though, Blaise had noticed with surprise.
So after taking his temperature again, Hermione stood up and walked towards the door, motioning for Blaise to follow her.
He sighed in defeat as he followed her to the sitting room.
"You must have figured out that I have some questions." Hermione began as she poured herself a cup of tea.
"Yeah, I thought about it." He answered coolly.
"Then you must also know that I expect them to be answered.
Blaise was surprised to hear her speak like that. It was as if she had some sort of power and she knew it.
"Yeah, I figured."
"Good."
"So what do you want to know?"
"What happened at the beach?"
"You were there."
"You know what I mean."
He sighed again, looking away from her stare.
"Well Granger, it's no secret that there are several people after Draco."
"I know that."
"Well, I'm his friend. He is my best friend. I hadn't heard from him in a while. So when I heard that he had been located, well I decided to come looking for him."
"Who was the man that attacked Malfoy?"
"Beats me. I'll I know was that he was a Death Eater."
"That was a Death Eater? How do you know?"
He shrugged again. "I saw the Dark Mark on his arm."
"How did you end up at the beach?"
"I was walking through Downtown, I think they call it, and I saw the man. I recognized him from one of the many parties that the Malfoys hosted. So I decided to follow him. And then I saw you two, and the rest is history."
Hermione kept on staring at him, and this made him uncomfortable. He had the strange idea that she didn't believe him.
And he was more right then he would have ever dreamed.
Hermione wasn't sure what to make out of his words. They sounded perfectly normal, and he had no reason to lie to her. But still Hermione couldn't shake the feeling away, she couldn't ignore the feeling at the pit of her stomach, and she dint know what to do.
"So…" Blaise said.
"So what?"
"So what, may I ask, are you doing here, Granger?
'Ups.' Hermione thought.
Ok so that was chapter 7. We have a new character, a mysterious one too. Can any of you guess what's going to happen?? Wuahahaha. Lol
O and I promise to explain a little bit more about what happened in the next chapter ok. Just bear with me, things will get answered!! Promise!!
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