Chapter 8
The next morning you woke up. You saw Draco’s hand by yours, and then saw him sitting on the floor leaning up against the bed. Just then Neville and Hermione walked in, you pointed to Draco on the floor. Neville went over and woke him up. Hermione started again, but it didn’t take long for everything to be pieced back together. You just sat there, didn’t blink as it all replayed in your head.
“I remember.” Then you told them what had happened. “There were these two girls…”
That’s all that Draco heard. He remembered the two girls he asked where you were. He got up and went straight to McGonagall.
He got to the opening for her office. He went up the stairs as far as they went.
“Professor! I need to talk to you!” he yelled.
After a few seconds the stairs started to move. When he got to the top, he opened the door. “Professor?”
“Come in Draco.” He walked in. “How is she doing?”
“Fine. But Professor, they used the cruciatus curse on her. Twice!”
“I know.”
“Well can’t you do something about it?”
“Draco things are different now.”
“But-”
“Just go be with her.”
“Yes Professor.”
He walked back to the hospital wing Neville and Hermione had left. You were laying there with your eyes closed. He went and sat on the floor, his back against your bed. You turned to look at him. You ran your hand through his hair. It was very calming. He almost fell asleep, but Madame Pomfrey came in.
“How are we doing?”
“Okay.”
“Well, it looks like all the pieces are in the right places, so we are going to bind them together. It might hurt more.”
You looked at Draco and held out your hand. He took it. Madame Pomfrey said a spell and you could feel something. You squeezed Draco’s hand. She left and Draco was just watching you. He sat next to you.
“I… I just have to try something.”
He moved to sit in front of you. He reached out and touched your face. He came most of the way then pulled you the rest of the way. He gave you a passionately but gentle kiss. When it was over, he rested his forehead on yours and his hand on your neck. You didn’t remember anything. You wanted too so bad. A tear rolled down your cheek.
“I’m sorry.” You whispered.
He wiped the tear from your face and kissed you on the forehead.
“Shhh… It’s okay.” He ran his fingers down your cheek and walked away.
As soon as his hand left your face all the memories started coming back. Draco make it to the hallway and sat against the wall. His head in his hands.
“Draco.” You whispered.
“Draco.” You said louder.
He thought he heard something and lifted his head.
This time you yelled it, “Draco!”
He got up and ran into the room and stopped about halfway to you. He looked into your eyes. He smiled and ran to you giving you a hug and then kissing you.
“I know you would figure out a way.” You said.
He stayed with you the rest of the night.
In the morning Madame Pomfrey said you were good to go. But you would have to come back for physical therapy. Draco helped you walk and brought you to therapy almost every day.