Y/N Malfoy

Draco's POV

I was arguing with Pottah about how if I was around he didn't need to watch her when all of the sudden he shushes me. He slowly puts his ear to the wall as if he's hearing something. His eyes went wide and he knocked on the bathroom door.
"Hey Shorty are you okay in there?" he asked. I grimaced at the nickname he had given her. There was no answer and a small thunk that came from inside. My anxiety spiked. I pushed Potter out of the way and started slamming my fist on the door.
"Y/N, are you okay?" I said trying to keep my voice calm "This isn't funny. Open the door." I was yelling at this point. I knew something was up when she didn't answer me. I flung the door open and rushed inside.
"Y/N!" I screamed desperately
"Y/N!" I heard Potter scream. I whipped around and saw her little body in his arms, long blonde hair spilling over the floor. I ran over to her and scooped her limp body out of Harry's arms running to the infirmary.
"Madam Pomfrey." My throat was raw from screaming over and over.
"My goodness child. What's wrong." said the slightly plump witch coming into view "Oh dear, oh dear dear dear." she gasped when she saw my little sister in my arms. She took her from me and laid her on the table. I started to cry, trying to hide it because Potter was in the room. I turned my back on him and sat down on the stool next to her little body, that was when I heard a choked back sob coming from where Harry was standing. I turned around and to my surprise he was trying not to cry too. I looked at him and nodded and we both started crying softly. Madam Pomfrey came waddling over to us and said
"Potter you might want to come here." he nodded without taking his eyes off Y/N he slowly stood up and walked with her. A curtain was pulled aside from another bed and Potter let out a strangled gasp.
"Hermione." I heard Weasley say. I started crying harder.