Doc Granger

by jaci93

AU/AR, OC, OOC. After the war, the most unlikely pair of rivals begin a burgeoning friendship that grows into something more. Through medical ailments, familial pressure, and Wizarding societal norms, will the relationship that Draco and Hermione have developed be strong enough to survive?

44. Chapter 44

26 March, Monday, 0530 BST

Draco's eyes fluttered open. He stared at the ceiling of his hospital room as he lay in bed. He clutched at the wedding band he used as a pendant on the silver chain around his neck.

He bolted upright. He pulled himself out of the bed and headed into the hall. He walked down the corridor towards Madame Pomfrey's office. The more severe cases were always housed closer to the head mediwitch's quarters.

"Glad to see you up and about," Madame Pomfrey said as she waved him into Hermione's room, "You've been unconscious for the past two days."

He stood in the doorway for a moment, frozen as he saw Hermione lying in the hospital bed. She was smaller than he remembered. He finally moved toward his wife. Madame Pomfrey squeezed Draco's hand and nodded at him. He swallowed as he touched Hermione's left hand. He saw his handiwork.

She had a breathing tube connected to one of those Muggle respirators. She had also one of those Muggle EKG machines monitoring her heart rate. He watched her chest rise and fall rhythmically, knowing full well that the respirator was probably helping her to do that. He couldn't stop a tear from falling onto his hand and onto hers.

Madame Pomfrey waved her wand, summoning a chair to the bedside, behind Draco. She placed a hand on his shoulder, leading him to his seat. The wizard sat, still holding onto Hermione's hand. He rested his head on her mattress, looking up at his wife. Madame Pomfrey left the room, her breath hitching in her chest, knowing the severity of the situation.

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