Erase and Rewrite (Dramione)

Retain and Rephrase

She inhales the light,
and opens her eyes.

At least she is not on the platform anymore,
but lying in a bed with white sheets.

The thoughts bounce in her head like wild rabbits.
What happened?
Where am I?
What am I doing here?
Where was I before the platform?
Why can't I remember anything?

Where is he?

She turns her head and relief fills her,
because he's still here.

He's here,
and all she wants to do is to put her arms around him.

So she sits up in her bed
and with hasty strides he's next to her.

The moment her arms can reach she hugs him close.

"God, I'm so glad you're here!" She mumbles against him.

Because she is so glad he's here!
Because if he wasn't she wouldn't know what she'd do.

She was dead,
and he brought her back.

He's her safety.

He soothes her hair and whispers it's going to be alright,
that she's safe now.

She knows she is,
because he's here.

But she still doesn't even remember his name.
And has no memory what happened before she got to the platform.

Suddenly a wave of emotions hit her like a tsunami.
She feels scared
and lost
and relieved
and safe,
all at the same time.

It's just a little too much.
So before she can stop herself,
she's crying against him.

Sobbing hysterically,
her tears wetting his clothes.

"Hey," He sits beside her on the bed and she clings to him, crying against his chest.

"Are you hurt?" He asks and she realizes he's trying to break her hold, probably to see if she's injured.

She has no idea if she's injured.
But now that she thinks about it she realizes that yes,
she's actually hurting all over.

She was just so glad she was alive
and that he was here
that she really didn't have time to think about it before now.

But the pain is not why she is crying.

She tries to get herself together,
lets go of him and leans a little further to look into his concerned eyes.
Just like she remembers them to be.
Why does she remember his eyes when all else seems to be covered in thick black smoke?

"I don't remember much of anything," She tells him, looking down to her hands.

He doesn't say anything for a while.

She lifts her eyes.

"What do you remember?" He finally speaks with a low quiet voice.

She shakes her head "I remember pain and blackness. And then I was on a platform 9 and ¾, which is completely silly! And an old man. He told me I'd be dead if I boarded the train. I wanted to, but then you were there, calling for me. And I couldn't just leave you there! Sonyou took my hand and I woke up here."

He looks at her with wide eyes, but she continues, "But before the platform. I have no idea where I was, what I had been doing, who I was with. And you. I remember you, but not your name. Not even my own name,"

"Granger." He says immediately, "Your name is Hermione Granger."

She only nods,
because the name doesn't feel like her name.
She has no memory of anyone ever calling her that.