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Earth Shattering	By : Luckycharms Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 11678 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. That right goes to the AMAZING JK Rowling. One event however, is based off real facts and no profit is made off this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Meeting
- 2-Unexpected
- 3-Descent
- 4-Almost
- 5-Confessions
- 6-Change
- 7-Breathe
- 8-Remember
- 9-Home
- 10-Release
- 11-Wrong
- 12-Strong
- 13-Quidditch
- 14-Beginning
- 15-Endgame
- 16-Truth
- 17-Epilogue
- 4
- 5
- 6
Chapter 5- Confessions
05:19pm
Once again, Draco Malfoy held Hermione’s life in his hands. The floor below her collapsed as the building began to tilt off balance. He had managed to lung himself forward and reached her in time, before she fell to her death.
It was not like it was her fault though. Life threatening situations seemed to follow both of them around since the war; more her though, than him.
Draco struggled as he held on to her right hand while lying over the large hole in the ground. Hermione dangled in the air panicking and the sight only reminded him of the woman in accounting and the fire below her. He didn’t want to lose Hermione like they lost that lady; she might have annoyed him with her constant bickering but that wasn’t enough for him to stop caring about her.
“Give me your other hand!” he shouted over her screams.
Hermione looked up at him before looking back to the seemingly bottomless pit below. The one thing he told her last time, not to do. She began crying and panicked more; flailing her left arm to try and grab whatever she could to help her get up. He somehow managed to grab a hold of her hand as she flailed and held on tight.
“Granger! Stop!” he yelled and she instantly froze; her eyes large and glazed over from tears. “I can’t help you if you are panicking.”
“Please…Draco please.” She begged.
The sound of her saying his given name for the first time, made him freeze. Although, hearing it while she begged for her life; that is the only time he never wished to hear his name from her mouth. His heart broke but he knew if he was going to save her, she needed to stay still.
The ground he laid on dropped forward a few inches and Hermione began to panic again.
“HERMIONE!” he screamed.
Draco had no idea how she was able to see him through her tear stricken eyes and he could only hide his fear for so much longer.
“Hermione.” He began softening his voice “I have you. I am not letting you go…I will never, let you go.”
She looked up at him, almost seeming to understand the underlying meaning of the words he spoke.
“I need you to trust me…Do you trust me?”
He expected her to hesitate but she nodded her head quickly and looked at him with pleading eyes.
“I trust you.” she whispered.
As soon as she said those words, Draco began pulling her up with everything he had left in him. He was not as strong as he was at the beginning of the day and his arms were feeling weak after having to hold on to someone hanging, three times now.
But he wasn’t giving up. He was not going to lose her.
Draco had gotten Hermione to the point where he could move his hands to grab her upper arms but as soon as he was about to pull her all the way out of the hole, the ground gave way again. This time, it took both of them with it.
He held his promise the best he could; he never once let go of her as they tumbled through the air. They had fallen two floors, landing hard on their sides, knocking the air out of both of them; they never got to catch their breaths though. The weakened structure shifted again and instantly they fell through another floor.
Landing on top of a car in the parking garage below, the alarm was the last thing Draco heard before he was knocked unconscious from hitting the back of his head on the front windshield.
05:42pm
Draco awoke to a screaming noise he wished would just shut up. He slowly lifted his head and felt the back as a headache grew. Warm wet blood trickled through his blonde hair and large bump was already starting to swell as his vision started to clear up. It was then, he remembered what happened and it was only then, he realized who was screaming.
“Hermione?” he panicked looking around.
The car alarm sound began to fade as it died from a large piece of concrete landing on top of it and Draco noticed, it was only inches from where his head had laid. Shaking off the shock of almost being crushed to death, he continued to look around for Hermione.
Sliding off the front of the car he stumbled into a pillar; forgetting his leg was injured. He caught himself but instantly realized his right shoulder was dislocated. He was surprised he didn’t notice he couldn’t move his arm earlier, but the idea of almost dying, apparently was a good enough distraction.
Before he could do anything about it though, he heard another scream. It wasn’t one of fear however, it was one of suffering. He knew the scream of pain, anywhere.
“Granger!” he called out as he walked around the car and in the direction of the noise.
He heard light whimpering to his right, about fifty yards away from where he fell, and began limping his way over to it. There was a large metal beam on top of a huge piece of cement flooring, blocking his path, so he turned to his left and tried to walk around it.
Draco’s pace was slow but he was determined to fight the agony he was enduring and make it to whimpering sound. Finally making his way around the fallen debris, he rounded the corner but saw nothing.
The whimpering was definitely louder and he knew she was close; but he couldn’t see her and his heart started to beat faster.
“Granger?”
A few coughs echoed through the garage, followed by a light cry, and then, he heard her.
“Draco?”
Dread overcame him as the idea finally registered that she was under the rubble he was looking at. Rushing as fast as he could, on a hurt leg, around the broken pieces of cement, he saw her.
Draco stopped as soon as the sight of her came into view. For a moment, his body stayed frozen, only a few meters away from her. She tilted her head up to look at him and a small smiled played at her lips as she expelled a grateful breath.
“Merlin…Hermione…” he sighed as he examined the damaged building around her.
The rubble itself wasn’t actually sitting on top of her. It almost created a cave like look, just below her waist; protecting her from anymore harm. But the rubble is not what had him concerned. The rubble is not what made him freeze.
Hermione lowered her head back down and they both looked at what the real issue was.
A large piece of rebar, about a foot long, was sticking out of the right side of her abdomen. Her blood was already starting to leak out from under her as she hovered her hands over the impaled area.
He finally shook the shock away and moved to crouch next to her. Her whole right side was blocked by a large piece of flooring, so he knelt down on his knees to her left.
“Your shoulder.” She stated calmly, looking at his dislocation.
But Draco could see, even through her calm demeanor, she was in severe pain.
“Shh...Don’t worry about me, okay?” He almost whispered as he looked from the rebar to her face.
“But…please let me help you fix it.”
He couldn’t help but let out a light laugh as he gazed into her eyes.
“You are impaled with a metal bar and you want to try and help me pop my shoulder back into place?” he raised a brow and smiled “You are something else, you know that?” he chuckled again.
“I…I don’t want to pop it back in for you…” she began giggling, but she quickly winced at the discomfort the movement caused her and Draco moved to hover his hand over her.
He didn’t want to touch her in case it hurt her more but he had no idea how to help her.
“I…can walk…you through the steps-”
“Shh, Hermione. Don’t talk, okay? You need to save your strength.”
“Please?”
He looked back up into her beautiful brown eyes and instantly melted. He couldn’t say no to her, no matter how much he wanted to.
“Okay, Granger…Tell me what to do.”
“Call me, Hermione…please?”
His heart was breaking into a million pieces at her desperate pleas and he felt she left him no other choice.
“Okay, Hermione.”
She closed her eyes and smiled widely; letting out a small hum, like him saying her name, was the best thing she has ever heard. He didn’t really know how else to take her reaction to it, but he liked that he could make her happy.
“What do I do?” he asked when she didn’t respond for a few seconds.
She slowly turned her head and looked at him.
“First…” She gulped “you need to lie down.”
“Okay?”
Draco looked around for a clear spot. He didn’t want to leave her side, so he moved some rock out of the way with his good arm and moved to lay down next to her; ignoring the throbbing bump on the back of his skull.
“Good…Now…Relax.”
“How am I supposed to relax at a time like this?” he turned his head to face her.
She let off a faint smile before turning her head back up to look at the broken ceiling.
“Think of the ocean…the calm soothing…waves of the water as they crash onto the shore…listen to your…breathing…when you inhale through your nose…it’s like the sound…of the beach.”
Draco closed his eyes and began to imagine the ocean she was describing. She was right about the sound of his breathing sounding like the water. A smile formed at the corner of his lips as he thought about how amazing she was. He pictured them running together and playing on the shoreline; just the two of them; no one around to ruin the moment for them.
“Good. Now use your left arm to…lift…your right out to the…side…slowly…pain will be a sign…you are going…to fast.” She continued to explain through many deep breathy pauses.
He did as he was told and he felt her hand touch his. She was helping him lift his arm in the air so he quickly reached out with his left hand to take over.
“Now…move your arm…over your head…and turn…your hand, like you are scratching…your neck…then sl…”She let off a cough and Draco almost stopped what he was doing, but she continued like it was nothing. “Slowly…try to reach…your left…shoulder.”
Once again, Draco did as he was told and instantly he felt his shoulder pop back into place. The sudden relief of pain, he didn’t even know he was feeling, washed over him. He rotated his shoulder to get the feeling back after he sat back up. Moving back to Hermione, he began to properly examine the mess she was in.
(Song: Hold on- Chord Overstreet)
She was losing a lot of blood and her breathing had become irregular. He looked up at her face and the sadness he experienced was something he never wanted to feel.
“Hermione?” he questioned when she didn’t open her eyes for a while.
“Hmm?” she turned her face to his voice but didn’t open her eyes.
“Stay with me…I need you to hold on, okay? I know help is coming.”
“Mmm.”
Draco moved to cup her face with his left hand. He no longer cared how she reacted. He had to touch her and he had to keep her away for as long as he could. He moved his thumb to caress her cheek; wiping away tears that stained her pretty little face.
“Please don’t leave me.” he whispered.
He half hoped she didn’t hear him, but the other half wished she did so she could berate him for being a fool. At least then, she would stay awake.
Hermione opened her eyes slowly and looked at him. His eyes never left her as a single tear escaped one of his grey eyes.
“You asked me…before…what my problem was.” She started.
“You want to talk about that now?” he gently brushed her hair out of her face before moving his hand back to continue cupping her cheek.
“I’m dying…I get…that right.” She smirked up at him.
“You’re not dying. You are going to be fine. You are always fine.” He replied sadly, knowing she was right.
“Draco…I’m…I’m not ready…to…go.” she whimpered.
“You are not dying!” he almost shouted in anger.
“You kissed…me.”
“You kissed me fir-” he began confused, but she cut him off.
“I got…scared…I thought…if we went back…to the way…we used to be…I could pretend…” she closed her eyes and took in a deep breath as a single tear rolled down the left side of her face, before opening them again and looking him.
“Pretend, what?” he asked softly.
“That I…wasn’t” she took in a deep breath “Wasn’t…in love with…with you.”
Draco was thrown back at her words. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Hermione Granger loves him; she admitted it but the words left him speechless. She turned her head away from him and he quickly moved her face back to him.
“This whole time, you loved me, and you waited until you were impaled to tell me?...Typical Gryffindor.” He smiled.
“I guess…I could…have gone about…getting…your attent…attention better.” She looked down at the rebar and chuckled slightly.
“When did you even start liking me?” he asked really wanting to know while aslo trying to distract her away from the bar.
She closed her eyes and at first Draco thought she stopped breathing, but she opened her eyes again and he was instantly relieved.
“When…you threw…your wand…to Harry…during…the war.”
She was visibly getting weaker and Draco knew she was losing too much blood. She closed her eyes again and her breathing slowed drastically. He grabbed one of her hands in his right and she felt ice cold to the touch.
“Hmm, you’re warm.” She smiled.
“Hermione?” he rubbed his thumb against her face. “Hermione…please hold on.” He begged.
“Mmm.” She muttered, but he was barely able to hear her. “I want…to go…home.” Her lips quivered and she started to cry again.
“I will take you home. We can even go to the beach if you want; like the one you described…we can go wherever you want, okay? You just need to stay awake, alright? You need to stay…with me.” His voice cracked.
“You’ll…you’ll run…away…with…me?”
He leaned down so his lips pressed against her ear; his now wet cheek, touching hers.
“I will run, to where ever you are.” He whispered before turning his head and placing a long, tender, kiss upon her cheek.
He felt her smile while he held his lips to her soft supple skin.
“Promise?” she asked, almost below a whisper.
“Always.”
That time though, he didn’t feel her smile.
“FIRE DEPARTMENT! CALL OUT!”
Draco’s head shot up to the broken ramped ceiling just to the left of him.
“OVER HERE! WE ARE HERE!” He shouted happily before turning back to a very pale Hermione. “Hermione, help is here. I told you they would come.” He smiled down at her but quickly noticed how still she became. “Hermione?”
He moved his hand below her nose; she was no longer breathing.
“Hermione!” he began to panic while shaking her slightly. “Hermione, I need you to wake up!”
“FIRE DEPARTMENT! WE ARE ON THE WAY!”
“Hermione! Hermione wake up!…Please…” he pleaded as tears reformed in his eyes.
The fire rescue reached him and one of them began to try and pull him off of Hermione.
“No! No!” he yelled as he tried to get back to her.
“We have her!” the man said as he tried to move Draco away from his Gryffindor. “HEY!” he shouted and Draco’s fallen face turned to the fireman holding him. “We have her, okay?”
Draco looked back to the group of men and women surrounding Hermione as they rushed to get oxygen on her and started probing her with different needles and instruments. He turned back to man and nodded his head.
“Okay then, let get you out of here so we can look you over.”
“I’m not leaving her.”
“Son, it is not safe for you to say down he-”
“I AM NOT, LEAVING HER!”
The fireman held up his hands in defeat, realizing he was not going to win this battle without the help of the others, but the others, were too busy helping the Golden Girl that Draco, never told he loved.
“Okay, okay. Let’s at least go over there, alright?” he motioned his hand to the area off to the right.
Draco nodded his head and the fireman help lead him past the rubble and debris to a safer area. He set him down in front of a car and knelt down in from of him.
“Okay, lets look you over.” The fireman began to access Draco’s wounds but Draco, didn’t care.
He never once turned his eyes from the area Hermione lay at. He couldn’t see her or what anyone was doing to her, but he could see the backs of the rescuers as they worked quickly to help Hermione.
Draco saw one of the men grab a drill and a saw. He could only assume it was to help free her from the impaled rebar. Even he knew removing the whole thing meant she could bleed out a lot quicker so he knew they were keeping it in to plug the hole.
He prayed to Merlin, to Salazar, and to his surprise, he even prayed to the muggle God, that Hermione made it through this. He needed the chance to tell her, that he loves her.
The fireman re bandaged his leg wound and brought out a temporary sling for his arm before moving to look at the back of his head. And even through all the poking and prodding, Draco’s liquid filled eyes, never left where his princess lay.
@saxman66- Nope, nothing sinister. It was only added for more dramatics :)
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