My Life At Hogwarts

Recovery

I felt something heavy on my chest and opened my eyes. Tiberias looked up at me and liked my cheek. I smiled slightly and sat up, groaning when my head started pounding. Tiberias moved off my chest and I held onto him as I tried to stand. I clutched at his fur as I made my way over to the sofa.

I flopped down with an audible 'oof' and put a hand to my head, hoping to make it better. It didn't work. I looked at the clock and saw that it was now seven in the morning. I waited for my energy to come back before I stood up and walked to the portrait hole. I climbed out the hole as Tiberias followed behind me.

I made my way to the great hall and sat down at the first table I saw. I picked up a cup of water and started to drink from it, hoping my head would feel better. After an hour, my head wasn't hurting as bad anymore, thankfully. The doors opened and I looked up, only to see Malfoy walk through them.

"What are you doing at the Slytherin table?" He asked, glaring at me.

I rolled my eyes and continued drinking my water. He walked over to me and grabbed the cup from me and threw it across the hall. Tiberias stood up and growled at Malfoy, slowly approaching him. Malfoy looked scared for a brief moment but then his usual sneer came back. Tiberias approached Malfoy and ran his claws over Draco's feet.

I told Tiberias off and he came back to sit down at my feet. I picked up an apple from the fruit bowl and bit into it. Draco glared at me and told me to sit at my table. I rolled my eyes and bit into my apple again. I stood up and walked away from the table, instantly collapsing on the floor. I watched my apple roll away from me. I felt a shooting pain come from my stomach and cried, trying to get up.

I couldn't move. I cried and tried to roll onto my back. It didn't work. I was as helpless as a beached whale. I felt hands on me and felt myself being rolled over. I looked up and saw that Draco was looking down at me with concern in his eyes. I moved my eyes and saw Tiberias was next to Draco, I tried to give Tiberias a command but my voice wasn't working.

Nevertheless, he still moved as if he heard my plea. I moved my eyes back to look at Draco and tried to get up. My body still wasn't working, I felt tears roll down my cheek and I felt frustrated, knowing that I couldn't wipe them away. I tried countless times to move and not look weak in front of Draco but it didn't work. I just caused myself to be in more pain.

I closed my eyes and hoped that when I next opened them, I would be in bed and all of this would be a crazy dream. I opened my eyes when I felt hands on me and saw that I was still on the floor and Draco and Madam Pomfrey were trying to move me.

They soon gave up, as each time they touched me, I cried out in pain. Madam Pomfrey waved her wand so that I was levitating in front of her and told Draco to come with us. I closed my eyes for a brief moment. I opened them again as I was being placed onto a bed in the hospital wing.

I watched Madam Pomfrey walk away from me and cried out, not wanting to be left alone in this much pain. I felt someone touch my arm and looked to see that Draco was still here. I pleaded him to stay with me, using my eyes and he nodded at me. I was unsure if he got what I meant but he stayed with me nonetheless.

I heard the click clack sound of Tiberias' claws on the floor and cried in pain as he jumped onto my stomach. Draco let go of my arm and picked up Tiberias. He held onto him as my pain slowly faded away. I looked over at Draco who was stroking Tiberias and whispering in his ear, something that I couldn't quite hear.

Draco must be feeling quite tired, standing up for ages and holding onto Tiberias, who, let's face it, isn't the lightest. I concentrated for ages and a wooden stool appeared behind Draco. It wasn't quite what I wanted to conjure but it was pretty close, considering I was in so much pain. Draco looked down and saw the chair, raising an eyebrow at me before he sat.

If I could speak, I would have laughed at his lack of trust in me, even though I know I would have acted the same if the roles had been reversed. I felt something drip on me and looked down at my chest to see there was now blood on me. I looked over at Draco who was still stroking Tiberias and hoped he would notice soon.

Eventually he did and grabbed a handkerchief from his pocket and started patting at my nose, whispering I had a nose bleed. After he cleaned it, Madam Pomfrey appeared by my bed. She checked me over and said a lot of 'hmmmmms', leaving me confused and worried. She walked away without saying anything, which made me even more worried.

Draco patted my hand awkwardly and asked if he could get anyone for me. The first person I thought of was Georgie. But he wasn't speaking to me, so that probably wouldn't be a good idea. I could ask Freddie but he would probably just think I was trying to replace George. I would ask Hermione, Harry or Ron but I didn't want to burden them with more of my problems.

I cried as these thoughts crossed my mind. I hadn't felt alone and guilty like this in years. Draco patted my hand and said that he would stay with me instead. I smiled at him softly but I wasn't sure if he saw. I watched him play with Tiberias and smiled. I hadn't seen Draco let down his guard or be soft like this before. It was a nice change to his usual temper and a face looking like a slapped arse.

I heard footsteps approach my bed and looked up to see Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall standing at the foot of my bed. Madam Pomfrey must have sent them a message, telling them what happened. I looked back over at Draco but he didn't seem to have noticed them.

"I heard that Professor Snape has made a miraculous recovery. He says he feels better than he did before. Would you seem to know anything about that?" Professor Dumbledore asked me.

So Snape was doing better. That means that my magic worked. Thank goodness. I was afraid that I went to all of that trouble and it wouldn't have worked. I smiled, glad I helped him after I was the one who caused him to be here in the first place. I tried shaking my head at Dumbledore but my body still wasn't moving.

Dumbledore stroked his beard and his eyes twinkled as if he knew the truth. "So what caused you to be here?" He asked me.

I looked around the room, hoping I would be able to say something but my mouth just opened and closed again. I frowned in frustration and tried not to cry.

"She just fell on the floor after she tried to leave the room and then she couldn't move." Draco explained for me.

I watched as Dumbledore and McGonagall looked at each other and then looked at Malfoy before looking at me again. Uh oh. I have a feeling I'm in trouble. I tried to hide under the blanket but remembered that I couldn't move my body.

"Well, if you didn't heal Professor Snape, or tried to attempt to do some strong magic, then I don't know what's wrong. But if you did, then you probably just over exhausted yourself and you will just need to rest for a couple of days, to let your body heal after using so much magic, especially magic you don't know how to use." Professor Dumbledore said, staring at me with a warning in his eyes.

I looked away from him and tried to figure out if I could leave the hospital wing sooner. I stayed staring at the floor until the both of them left. I took a deep breath in and then winced when I hurt myself. I looked over at Draco and saw that he was staring at me funny. I frowned at him and he smiled.

"Maybe you should get some rest so that you can leave sooner. I can stay here if you don't want to be alone." He told me. I smiled and closed my eyes, hoping sleep will come right away.