The Forbidden Love Story

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
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The Forbidden Love Story
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Summary
It starts with stolen looks and ends up to be way more.
Note
Cannon-ish.My first post on here, seeing if people like it. Thanks for reading!
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Love

Later you had woken up. Neville was asleep next to you and Luna asleep in a chair next to the bed. You smiled, they were holding hands and looked happy. You were happy Luna understood your relationship with Neville. You decided to go on walk. You walked out into hallway and turned the way Draco had gone. After a few steps you looked up and saw someone lying on the floor.

“Draco?” You said more to yourself.

They looked like they had blonde hair, like him. You walked toward them. As you were getting closer it looked more and more like Draco.

“Draco?” you said louder this time.

By this time, you were sure it was him. You jogged the rest of the way.

“Draco!” You yelled as you knelt by him.

Your hands hovered over him for a minute. You didn’t know if he was injured or not. You saw his out-stretched hand toward the ring. You grabbed it and put it in your pocket, you would worry about it later. You carefully rolled him onto his back.

“Draco what happened?”

You saw a dirt mark on his shirt, you lifted it up and saw a purple mark by his ribs. Then you noticed he wasn’t breathing normal. It was very shallow. You knew you had to get him to the hospital wing, but how? You couldn’t carry or levitate him. It would take too long, and you didn’t know how long he had been out here. You looked down the hall, Neville and Luna wouldn’t be able to help. It would still take the same amount of time. It would be helpful if you could just apparate. Then you suddenly remembered something Harry said Dumbledore said, “Help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who asks for it.” You got your wand out and laid over Draco.

“Please, just once. I don’t know what I would do without him. Please.” You took a deep breath, closed your eyes, and waved your wand.

 

A few moments later you and Draco were in the hospital wing. Everyone in there turned to look. Madam Pomfrey came jogging over.

“Dearie, how did you get in here?”

“Please, he isn’t breathing normal. I don’t know what’s wrong.”

“Okay calm down. Let’s get him on a bed.” She levitated him to a bed and went to work.

You backed up against a wall and watched. You just wanted to make sure he was okay. He may not want to be with you anymore, but you wouldn’t be able to live without him. He had a broken rib that punctured a lung. Plus, bruising around his neck from begin choked. There was a free bed across from his, by the door. You sat in it waiting for him to wake up and then you would leave.

As you were sitting there, you put your hand in your pocket and felt the ring. You took it out and looked at it. You wish it was on your finger. You got up and put it on the table next to Draco. You went back to the bed and fell asleep.

Later in the night Draco had woken up. He didn’t know where he was, at first, but then he remembered everything that had happened. He looked around and saw you sleeping on the bed across the room. When Madam Pomphrey came over, he asked her if you were okay.

“Yes, she is waiting for you to wake up.”

The she gave him something to drink. He soon fell back asleep. The next morning you woke up and saw Madame Pomfrey tending to Draco. You slowly got out of the bed and made your way out of the hospital wing. He was okay and that is all you wanted to know.

Draco saw you moving behind Madame Pomfrey, he yelled out “Hey!”

You stopped. Part of you wanted to turn around and run to him and the other part wanted to walk out. Madame Pomfrey walked away.

“I can see you.” He paused, “Can we talk?”

You took a deep breath and turned around. He had a half smile; you knew it was because you stayed. You slowly walked over to him and stood at the end of the bed.

“Thanks for saving me.” He said.

“Yeah, well, I couldn’t leave you there.”

You stopped, looking at the bed railing, playing with it.

You looked back up at him, “Is that all? I have a class to get to.”

You said and then started to turn away.

He sat up. “It’s the weekend.”

You turned around, he reached out his hand. You put your hand in his. He grabbed it and pulled you closer to him.

Then he whispered, “I can’t live without you either.”

Then before you could do or say anything, he kissed you. You melted into him.

He leaned his forehead on yours. “I’m so sorry.”

“Just don’t leave me, ever.”

He kissed you on the forehead.

You sat next to him the rest of the day. Reading while he slept and talking while he was awake.

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