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What You Want	By : dracoyoflam Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 3538 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Good morning, Mr. Malfoy, I figured you would get here early.” She grinned as she spoke.

“Is she awake?” He asked hopefully.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Malfoy, she isn’t but you may come in to see her if you’d like.”
He hurriedly walked toward her and she moved out of his way as he walked past.

“To the right, Mr. Malfoy.” She pointed with her finger in the direction he was supposed to go.

“I’ll show you, there’s no rush.” She walked past him to show him the way.

Draco was walking impatiently behind the nurse as they went through the long hallway. Draco didn’t like being in the hospital, it reminded him of the war but he was here to see Hermione and that was all that mattered.

Finally they reached a closed door and she gestured for him to go in, then she slowly walked away.

He pushed the door open as quietly as he could and walked into the bright room. He walked across the room and sat in a large chair next to the bed Hermione was laying in.

He peered down at her and could see a significant change from when he saved her, she looked a lot healthier but still painfully hurt.

He pushed a stray hair away from her face and didn’t like what he saw. She had a very large nasty looking bruise. He leaned back and felt very angry. He needed someone to strangle to death but that person had disappeared.

He sighed loudly and sat back up to look at Hermione’s face again. He was surprised to see that she was awake and looking at him.

“You’re awake,” he said dumbfounded.

“So it seems,” she whispered in a raspy voice. She was obviously strangled at some point by Blaise.

“I’m really happy to see you again. For a while I didn’t think I would.” She smiled weakly then continued, “I suppose I was wrong huh?” She tried to chuckle through the pain.

Obviously she had been scared and was trying to cover it up. She glanced away for a moment then sat up slowly in the bed.

“Hermione don’t push yourself, lay back down.” Draco held onto her as she sat up.

“No, I’m fine. These lights are just really bright. I could use some sunglasses.” She smirked at him.

“I could turn off the lights if you want, if the lights are to …”

She interrupted him before he could finish the sentence, “No!... I mean, it’s fine; it will just take some getting used to. Don’t worry about it.”

“Uh Okay, well I’ll work on getting those sunglasses for you then.” He grinned back at her and she calmed down.

She lay back down and grinned up at Draco. “Thanks, but hopefully I will be out of here soon enough to get them myself.”

They talked calmly in the hospital room for a couple of hours until their other three friends arrived. They rushed in past the nurse and hurried over to Hermione’s bed.
“Sorry to say this but only three at a time,” the nurse said while looking at Draco.

Hermione looked up to Draco who just stood up to leave.

“You have to go?” She asked quietly.

“Yeah, but just for a little while, don’t worry I’ll be back really soon.” He smiled down at her and walked out of the room unwillingly...

Ginny took Draco’s place and observed Hermione as she watched him leave the room, there was something familiar about the look on Hermione’s face. Once the door had closed Harry kissed Hermione’s forehead and hugged her, careful not to hurt her, Ron then stepped forward and did the same. Ginny watched closely, she was sure her eyes were probably green with envy and she cursed herself inwardly for thinking such things.

Hermione then turned towards Ginny, who smiled and leant forward to kiss her ill best friend's cheek. All in the room was silent as each of the guests thought of something to say, none coming up with a suitable option. However as they thought about this, Hermione was glancing discreetly between the two Weasley siblings, something wasn’t’t quite right, well normal at least, nothing was ever right with them. She could tell Ron was trying his hardest not to look at his sister, and Ginny was attempting to busy herself with a strand of hair, which was what she did when she was apprehensive about something.

“So, erm, how are you feeling?” Ron was the first to speak, but he wished he hadn’t as Harry and Ginny gave him a look that said ‘Are you an idiot?’. “Sorry, stupid question,” he glanced at the other two before looking into his lap feeling slightly more stupid than normal.

“It’s fine. I’m feeling…” she searched around for the right word, one that wouldn’t’t make him feel any worse. “Better. Thank you,” she beamed at him and he looked up at her with a weak smile. There was another silence, filled with a tension that had never been felt between the four of them before, Hermione guessed it was because of the situation, but there seemed to be something else hidden under the surface.

“Hermione, I’m so sorry,” Harry pulled his chair nearer the bed and took Hermione’s hands.

“What for?” she asked, she supposed she was the one asking stupid questions now.

“Everything. We should have found you sooner,” he put his forehead on their clasped hands and stared at the white linoleum flooring.

“Harry, don’t be ridiculous. I’m sure you did what you could,” she took her hands from his grasp and made him look at her.

“We should have been quicker,” he casts his eyes downwards and let the feeling of guilt take over, like it had after the war.

“Harry! Listen to me,” she grabbed his shoulders and made him look her in the eye. “You did all you could, and I’m fine. Your team of Aurors are the best, and you did all you could, you had rules to follow. I don’t blame you at all, ok?” she gave him her usual stern look, and after a moment he sighed and nodded.

“That’s what I told him,” Ginny commented, Hermione only then remembered Ginny was there, she had been strangely quiet since they arrived.

Harry sat back down quietly; not having any more to say on the matter, he knew arguing with Hermione was a pointless thing to do. Once more, total quiet engulfed them, and Hermione continued to regard the two red heads, something had to be done, all tension seemed to radiate off them like heat from a fire.

“Harry? Could you get me a drink, please?” she asked sweetly, all three of them turned to face her and she looked to Harry for his answer.

“Yeah, sure. Water?” he stood from his seat, Hermione nodded and he glanced at the other two before turning and leaving the room.

Hermione waited till the door closed then straightened in the bed; she cleared her throat and felt determined to find out what was going on.

“So…what’s with the tension?” she looked from Ron to Ginny, she wasn’t’t sure who would dare answer first, the ball was in their park.

“Tension? What tension? Maybe you should get some sleep, Hermione. You’ve had a bit too much excitement for one day I think,” Ron had chosen to hit the ball, of course it wasn’t’t a very good hit, and he had paid for it with the look Ginny now shot at him.

“I’m not a baby, Ronald, or stupid for that matter. You’re both sending it out like heat waves, so just tell me,” she crossed her arms and waited for an answer, none of which came for a while.

“It’s nothing, Hermione. He-erm-he just stumbled in on me getting out of the shower earlier, uncomfortable, you know?” Ginny gave Ron an uncertain look then turned to Hermione with bright red cheeks. Perhaps she was telling the truth, Hermione thought.

“Is that it?” Hermione uncrossed her arms and shook her head slightly.

“What do you mean ‘Is that it?’? It’s bloody embarrassing,” Ron’s ears were going the same color as Ginny’s cheeks and Hermione guessed that they were telling the truth. But not the whole truth.

“Ok then,” Hermione couldn’t help but giggle slightly. “Well, I think I might have that sleep you suggested, Ron” she lay back down and closed her eyes lightly; she heard the two of them move to get up and she shot up again. “No! Don’t go! Erm, please…stay a bit longer,” she felt her own cheeks turning red this time.

“Ok, don’t worry. We’ll stay,” Ron stayed firmly in his seat, while Ginny moved and sat on the arm of it with him.

“We’re right here,” Ginny smiled soothingly and Hermione closed her eyes again, listening to her two friends quickened breaths. What Hermione didn’t’t hear was Ron take his sister’s hand and squeeze it softly.

After about ten minutes Ginny leant forward to see Hermione’s eyes shut tightly, her chest moving up and down steadily.

“I think she’s asleep,” Ginny sat back and felt her brother let go of her hand, she turned to look at him as he stood up, making his face level with hers.

“Good,” he grinned and paused for a moment, listening for any noises from Hermione. There were none, so he kissed her tenderly, Ginny pushed him away gently and he stopped, looking at her questioningly. “What?” he asked looking a little confused.

“Not here, not now,” she peered over his shoulder at Hermione, her eyes were still closed and she was beginning to make loud breathing noises, not quite snoring.

“For Merlin’s sake, Ginny! This is driving me crazy!” he stepped away from her aggressively and ran his hands through his fiery hair.

“Hang on, it was you who didn’t’t want to start this, and now you want to tell everyone? You heard what Parkinson said. Don’t get angry with me, you’re the messed up one,” she jumped off the arm of the chair and glanced at Hermione to make sure Ron hadn’t disturbed her.

“Me? Ginny, you are too, we both are. We’re brother and sister, and we’ve had sex. Last time I checked, that made anyone messed up,” he hissed at her, his tone was harsh and Ginny didn’t’t like it, she had never liked an angry Ron.

“Ron, please…don’t,” she looked at him pleadingly, she hated fighting with him, and she was sure he hated it too.

“Fine,” he stormed to the door and yanked it open. “I’ll see you at home,” and with that, he was gone. Ginny stared after him before slumping onto the chair and put her face in her hands. She couldn’t’t help but start to cry.

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The green hospital room was quiet and all but one light was turned out. The light above Hermione’s head was on and it shined over Hermione and let the rest of the room fall into light darkness.

Hermione woke with a start, breathing hard. She looked around the room and immediately panicked.

“Draco! Where are you? I can’t be here by myself. Somebody!” She was screaming and her body was shaking in fear.

“What? What’s happening?”

Draco sat up and glanced at Hermione. He stood up quickly and hurried to Hermione’s side.

“Hermione, I’m right here.”

“You were gone, you left me here alone.”

“No I didn’t, Hermione look at me.”

He grabbed her face and forced her to look at him. They stared at each other until Hermione was finally calm again. Draco let go of her face and sighed to himself. He brushed his hair back with his hand as he turned away.

“I can’t believe I just freaked out like that.” Hermione chuckled to herself as she sat back in the bed. Draco sat into the chair next to the bed and leaned back, his head dropping over the top.

“It’s normal; you’ve been through something very traumatic. It will happen for a while until it just doesn’t. You’re fine, Hermione.”

“I just… I don’t like being alone anymore…” She trailed off and looked away.
Draco grinned and took Hermione’s hand in his own.

“I’m right here. I’ll always be here. Hermione… I’ll be with you forever.”
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