"Hermione...Hermione wake up." Draco looked at me with sad eyes. And suddenly, I remembered last night.
"I-I'm falling in love with you Hermione." I was shocked, and his words echoed in my ears. I looked into his eyes, his beautiful green eyes, and realized I loved him too. But I was just too schocked to tell him that. He placed his hand on my shoulder but I shoved it away. He looked at me, concerned. And I ran. As fast as I could back to the dorm and into my room. And I cried myself to sleep.
"You're going to be late." He muttered, and began to walk off. "Draco-" I was going to tell him I loved him, but I felt something come up my throat. I ran to the bathroom and kneeled by the toliet. "Hermioine," Draco said in a concerned voice, "what's wrong?" He ran into the bathroom, and I puked in the toliet. "Oh God," he said and held my hair back...
I thought I was done, and Draco was still there holding my hair back. I looked at him, and his forehead was creased. I glanced behind him at the mirror. I looked horrible. My hair was frizzy and in tangles. My eyes were red and watery, and my nose was running. My face was pale, and I looked back at Draco. So was his. I wiped the corner of my mouth and tried getting up, but my knees collapsed under me. Before I hHeit the ground Draco grabbed my arm and caught me. He helped me sit on the toliet, (the lid was now closed, the puke flushed) and he stared at me for a second. "Are you okay?" He asked. "Yeah...yeah of course..." "Come on then," he said, taking my hand. I felt like collapsing again. Draco let me lean against him, his hand on my waist, the other holding my hand keeping me steady. He kept glancing at me, making sure I was okay.
We reached the short cut we usually took so Draco's friends could see me. I was finally able to stand on my own, and when I saw Blaise he whistled. "Damn, Granger." He came over to me and thrusted my hips so that I was standing close to him. A few of Draco's friends slapped my butts. "No...guys...I don't want too..." I muttered but they kept going, and I was too weak to fight them all off. "Guys! Quit!" Draco shouted. They turned to him in surprise."C'mon man we were just having some fun." Draco took me carefully by the waist and lead me off into the classroom.
Professor Snape winked at Draco as he eyed his hands around my waist. I shuddered. Draco and I sat next to eachother, and professor assigned us a quick potion assignment. Draco and I got it done early, so I started writing a note to Ron and Harry.
Dear Harry and Ron,
I know I've been acting strange lately. And I'm sorry. I just...I dunno. I guess I changed. But I realized how wrong it was yesterday, and how much I missed you guys. And I'm going to change back into my old self. I'm sorry guys.
Love,
Mione.
"PSST," I whispered to Harry. He looked at me, and I tossed him the note. He rolled his eyes and stuck it in his pocket. I slumped in my chair, hoping he would forgive me.
The rest of the day was...abnormal. Draco kept looking at me, and was some-what protective of me. And my teachers were surprised when I suddenly turned back to the book-worm, grade-grubber, polite Hermione. I talked to each of them after class, apologizing, and explaining myself the best I could. Draco and I started to walk back to the dorms together, but Harry stopped me. Draco went on, and Harry went on. He hugged me and rambled on about how he too was sorry.
We laughed together and he asked if I was going anywhere. "For what?" "Uh, for Christmas vacation. It's tomorow." Oh my gosh! I forgot about that. Draco was probably packing right now! "Uh no, Harry, I gotta go. I'm sorry I'll talk to you tomorow!!" I ran off onto the dorm. And I was right. Draco was packing. I opened the door and Draco looked at me, with sad, sad eyes. "Draco, I love you!" I blurted out. He did a double-take, and gave me a wide grin. I ran to him and jumped into his arms. He spun me around and kissed me. I felt a moment of bliss. Pure bliss.
"Draco, please stay with me for Christmas." "Are you kidding? I'd never leave you." I smiled at him, he smiled back, and we kissed again.
I fell asleep with Draco's arm around my middle. Him whispering in my ear how sorry he was for taking advantage of me. And how he was going to change. And how much he loved me.
When I woke up Draco was gone, and I went to the bathroom to brush my hair and teeth. But instead I was kneeling by the toliet, puking my guts out. Draco came into the bathroom, and started, "Hey, you weren't in the- Oh god." He rushed by my side but I was already done. I wiped the corner of my mouth and brushed my teeth. Draco looked at me with utter concern, his forehead creased. "I'm fine," I assured him, "It's probably just something I ate." I smiled at him. "I'm fine, really."
He finally smiled back at me and said, "C'mon, then." He took me by my hand and lead me to the living room. And suddenly he looked down to his right arm, where his dark mark showed. His eyes turned fearful. "I must go." He seemed frantic. He kissed my forhead, grabbed a coat, and told me he loved me before leaving.
I sat there, worrying for hours. About 12 hours actually. He was gone so long, and it was getting late. What had Voldemort done to him? Was he still alive? Was he in pain? What was going on?!?