He sat next to her bed, holding her hand and waiting for her to wake up. After the spell, she had blacked out and hadn't woken up since. She hadn't even stirred, she was hardly breathing. Milah walked into the infirmary.
"Mum?" She sat on the end of Hermione's bed. "I brought some flowers. In charms, we've been learning Orchidea, it produces flowers." She laid them on the table in front of her. The flowers were beautiful, rainbow roses with palm leaves and small, pretty white flowers filling the smaller spaces, wrapped in purple tissue. Draco smiled at her.
"They're beautiful, pet." He looked into her eyes for a few more seconds. "You look sad." He observed. She shook her head in dismissal.
"I promised myself I wouldn't take any notice of them." She said as a reply.
"Them?" She shook her head again, "tell me about it, Milah." He urged.
"The other kids, they all laugh and poke fun at me."
"Why?" Draco asked.
"Because I do everything right first time. I get every question right and all of my spells are made an example of by the teacher." She explained. Draco smiled fondly.
"Just like your mother."
"Mum? I've never seen her do magic." Milah replied.
"She's wonderful, brilliant." Draco answered. "She did everything right first time and all of the other kids used to poke fun at her. Even me." He added.
Milah stared in shock at him. "You used to make fun of mum?"
"Yes, and it's not something I'm proud of." He said. Milah looked at the large clock hanging over the double doors of the Hospital Wing. It was half past one.
"I have to go, I've got herbology in fifteen minutes." She came round the other side of the bed, kissed Draco's forehead and then kissed Hermione's. "Bye mum." She whispered. "Bye dad!" She exclaimed as she quickly ran from the wing.