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YAY!! Two chapters in one day!

Maid or slave should be within the next week. Sorry about the wait, perhaps you all can considering it a Yule present (or Christmas, Hanukkah, or that Kuwansa thing). I've been super busy decorating my bedroom ( not a good excuse i know), working, and making sure both my bunny and boyfriend don't get sick for the celebrations.

Enjoy the next chapter.

And to answer one of your questions, no I'm not dying, i have been sick, but nothing serious.

The next morning the common room was overly quiet. He knew what was missing, but admitting that was not something he was willing to do. He walked down to breakfast with a tired look on his face. He barely got any sleep.

He looked over to the empty spots that usually had the golden trio. Something had to be wrong with Granger. Something that was not small. He looked around his table seeking out an half-bloods, muggle-borns in Slytherin were unheard of. He looked over at Tracey Davis.

"Davis!"

"Yeah, Malfoy?" she said annoyed considering her normally doesn't treat her like a human being.

"Come here, I need to ask you something." To his surprise she stood up and walked over.

"What do you want?"

"What's lung cancer?" She raised her eyebrows and poked his chest.

"Your lung tissues become infected with cancer, which is deadly in some cases, actually it is almost always deadly with the lungs, and eventually it spreads and you die. That is unless they can operate or give you chemotherapy. Why are you finally going to die and go to hell?"

"Thank you Tracey." He said as he ran out of the room. He ran to where he normally did when he had a problem, Snape. Snape was standing mixing a potion when he barged in. "Is she really going to die?" he nearly yelled and Snape stirred it once more before lifting the large wooden spoon and tapping it on the edge.

"Yes, she's going to die." He said annoyed. "Do you mind using a name possibly?"

"Her..Granger, is she going to?"

"Yes. She is lucky you got her to the hospital wing last night. Mind telling me what you were doing with Granger around 1 a.m?"

"Honestly, I wanted to use the cruciatus curse on her and she started coughing and weezing."

"Well she still suppose to have about eight months now, you have time, not that I advise you doing it." Snape bottled some of the potion and handed it to Draco. "Bring that to Madame Pomfrey. Don't worry about getting to class late."

Draco walked slowly up the stairs thinking. Without Granger whom would he compete with? Who would he belittle without them losing their head? Granger was always a fireball that spit it back. She was his opposite and without her, well simply he had nothing. Nothing to blame for his problems. Nothing to hate. Nothing.

He walked in to the hospital wing to see Harry and Ron sitting next to Hermione. Harry saw him come in and stood up stiffly walking over to Draco. "Never thought I would say it, but thanks for what you did Malfoy." Harry hugged Draco in a quick manly way and then walked back to the sleeping girl.

"Madame Pomfrey?" he asked at her door and she walked out briskly.

"Oh Draco dear, you did a good thing last night, I'm sorry I was so stern with you." He held up the potion and she looked at it with a relived expression. "Can you wait here for a little."

"I have…"

"You're the head boy, I have a task for you that is important." She walked to Grangers bedside and shooed Harry and Ron off to go to class. They protested, quite loudly too, only to have Madame Pomfrey become like a mother bear protecting her cub. The boys left in a hurry and Hermione woke up slightly drinking the dark green potion.

"How long now?"

"You should have your promised amount Hermione. We are going to do everything we can for you, but won't you find reason to live the rest of your life without schooling?"

"It's something I love."

"Hermione if I knew I was going to… I would leave Hogwarts no matter how much I loved it so I could live the rest of my life happily."

"I'm happy. I helped win the war." She shut her eyes tightly and small tears clung to her lashes.

It hit Draco hard that even though Granger helped Potter and Weasley win the war against the Dark Lord, she wasn't going get to see how the wizarding world turned out. She was going to die. It seemed like a waste for her to fight for something, win, and then lose in the end.

"Mr. Malfoy, could you bring her back to her room?"

"Yes, Madame." He walked over to her and she ignored him as he lifted her up. He wasn't going to let her walk.

"Put me down Malfoy, I can walk."

"Could you walk last night?" he said sternly trying to ignore the looks he got from students walking by.

"Malfoy this is embarrassing for me, please."

"Our common room is floors away, you can barely breathe and you think im going to let my worst enemy die to something dumb like lung cancer."

"Oh so your only interested in killing me before I die. See that flight of stairs Malfoy? Go ahead throw me down it if you want me dead so bad! Yeah I took your mother down! She tried to kill two first years! Do you honestly think I would let that happen? And your father is a freaking nut case who tried to ra…"

"Granger." He said and she shut up and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling herself closer to him scared of falling. He muttered the password to the portrait and made his way to the couch setting her down. She shifted to get up and he held her shoulder down. "Stay. I'm getting a blanket and pillow and you're staying in the common room from now on."

"Because you want to see me live? How sweet."

"I don't know what I want Granger, but I will tell you that I personally think that this is a lame way for a war hero to die."

"Thanks. I'll be sure to throw myself off the balcony tonight." She said and he walking into his room grabbing a silver pillow and his comforter. He tucked the pillow underneath her and then lightly placed the comforter over her.

"Are you cold?"

"Perfectly toasty thanks." She stared at the ceiling with a blank expression. "I could use a drink and some food though if you plan on taking care of me."

"I'll be back."

During his time gone somehow she reduced to a bundle of tears wrapped in his blanket on the floor. She didn't notice him come in. He placed the plate and goblet down and saw the blood in the corner of her mouth as well as it splattered on his pillow.

"Go to class." She spit out hand covering her bloody mouth.

"Whatever, try not to stain my stuff." He grumbled and threw his pack over his shoulder.

Jerk.

I mean yay! I wrote that.

Next chapter within twenty minutes

Thanks for reading...

and the next chapter has a great part apparently.