Disclaimer: See Chapter One.

Author's note:

Most italics for thoughts.
"Quotations" for speech.
In first and third person POV
Ruler thingys separate the first person POV
(One's POV can be Draco's. Another can be Hermione's.)
(Sorry if it's a bit confusing.)

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Chapter Four: Oh no!

"There are two mistakes one can make along the road to truth..
Not going all the way, and not starting." - Hindu Prince Gautama Siddharta
------------------Monday, The Last Week of June (The Next Day)

It was noon. They were at the Malfoy Manor.

"...What are we suppose to do here?" asked Granger.

"We could always fly."

"Fly?"

"With a broom."

"No, we are NOT flying.."

"Why? Scared Granger?"

Draco looked at Granger straight in the eye.

"You're scared aren't you?"

She didn't reply.

Hmm..scared of flying...

"I'll tell you what Granger, we'll play a game of Wizards' Chess. If I win, you have to fly on a broom with me. If you win, I'll listen to you and do what you want for a week. Deal?"

The mudblood thought about it for a moment...

"Deal."

Oh what have I got myself into?

Hermione was playing Wizards' Chess with the one and only, Draco Malfoy, and he was winning.

I shouldn't have agreed!

"Check."

I should have watched Ron and Harry play this more.

Hermione moved her king, Malfoy moved his queen.

"Check."

Oh this is hopeless! I'm no good at Wizards' Chess!

She moved another piece...

Shoot! I forgot that knight was there!... Draco moved his knight.

"Check mate." He smirked.

Oh god... why must I be afraid of heights? Damn that hot Slytherin!

Time for revenge. Draco smirked as he saw Granger shaking in fear as she got on his broom..

Not the broom that he broke, but a different broom... the Nimbus 2001.

"Better hold on tight Granger. You don't wanna fall now do you?"

He heard the girl squeak in fear. ...wait a minute...squeak?

He got on the broom after Granger. He kicked off. The brunette screamed her bloody lungs out.

"AHHHH!"

"Shut UP Granger!"

She stopped screaming, but kept muttering, "I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die..."

Draco took control and steered the broom. He looked at Granger and saw that her eyes were closed.

"Open your eyes Granger."

"No!" she said, and then she continued muttering, "I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die and it's all gonna be that damn hot ferret's fault!"

Did she just admit that I'm hot?

Draco then crashed onto the tree that broke his other broom. He expected the mudblood was screaming her bloody lungs out, but surprisingly she wasn't screaming. The blond looked around. He saw girl lying on top of a branch underneath the branch that he was on, bloody and unconcious. Bloody hell!

He looked around and saw his broom, unharmed.

"Accio, Nimbus 2001!"

He got on the broom and flew to where Granger was. Her head was bleeding badly. This is bad...very bad... He placed the girl on his room and flew to the ground. Draco then carried the unconscious girl back inside the Malfoy Manor, leaving his broom behind.

"Ginky?" A house elf then appeared.

"Yes, Master Draco?"

"Get a doctor or nurse over here...quick!"

"Do you wish for me to fetch Madam Hafella?"

"Yes! Quickly!"

The house elf nodded its head. "Yes Master Draco." And he disappeared.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

Draco walked into the nearest room with a place for the brunette to lay on. It was the guest room. He placed her on the bed. At that moment, Madam Hafella appeared.

"Hello, Mister Malfoy.What seems to be the problem?"

Draco moved away from Hermione so Madam Hafella could see. "Oh dear..what happened to this young lady?"

"Flying accident." Madam went over to Hermione and muttered lots of charms. The blood then vanished and the cut on her head disappeared.She conjured up a potion and handed it to Draco. "Give this to her when she wakes up...if she wakes up.."

Draco stared at her. "What do you mean 'if she wakes up'?"

The nurse sighed. "She has lost a lot of blood, and has a very bad concussion. She has also fallen into a coma. The longer she sleeps, the more likely it'll be that she'll never wake up."

Draco paled. "Isn't there anything you can do for her?"

Madam Hafella shook her head. "The potion that you have in your hand is for the concussion. Using spells or charms to make her wake up will likely cause brain damage."

The Slytherin then got angry. "What am I suppose to do? Wait around here until she wakes up?"

She sighed. "Yes. There's nothing else you can do..but hope that she wakes up soon." Madam Hafella then left...leaving a distraught Draco behind.

He walked over to Hermione, took a chair and placed it next to her bed, and sat down. This can't be happening! This has to be a nightmare! Any moment now I would wake up. Inside, he knew that this was real..no matter how much he wish it wasn't, it was. Why did I have to make her fly that stupid broom?

Because you wanted revenge said a tiny voice inside his head.

Oh man! I screwed up!

Why do you care anyways?

I'm the reason why Hermione is in a bloody coma!

Your calling her Hermione now?

...What the heck are you anyways?

I'm your conscience.

...

And you like Hermione.

I do NOT like the mudblood!

Just keep telling yourself that Draco and one day you'll believe it...

I'm telling you, I do NOT like the mudblood!

...then why are you holding her hand?

Draco saw the he, was in fact, holding the unconscious girl's hand. Yet...he didn't let go.

See? You LIKE her. You want to HUG her. You want to KISS her. You want to LOVE her..

Draco frowned.

Leave me alone!

I'm your conscience, and I won't ever leave you alone.

He groaned. Great! Just what he needed.

He looked at Hermione again. She looked so delicate...so fragile.Even if she is in a coma, she was beautiful...right now, he just wanted her to wake up so he could kiss her...all he wanted to do was kiss her..

Ah ha! See you like her! And don't you dare deny it!

No! She's a DIRTY, FILTHY, MUDBLOOD! I can't like her! I won't!

Can't. Won't. Doesn't change the facts that you like her,Draco...

Whatever..

"Master Draco?"

"What!" he yelled angrily. He turned aroundand sawthatitwas onlya house elf. The house elf immediately shrank in fear.

"G-Ginky wanted to know if M-Master Dr-raco was hungry."

Hermione would never want a house elf to be fearful...

Draco sighed. "Sorry for snapping at you Ginky. And no, I'm not hungry."

Ginky the house elf was shocked. Never ever had Master Draco apologized! He disappeared.

Draco then turned his attention back to Hermione. "You're changing me..." He said softly. The young Malfoy sighed. "..and you don't even know it."

He took her pale hand into his. "I wish you would just wake up, Hermione..."

He didn't know how long he had been sitting there, staring at Hermione...but after a while, he slowly drifted off to sleep.