Bonded to her

Chapter 24

I indulged in the pain and let it consume me. I didn't have the love of my life anymore. I was alone and it was all my fault. I had doubted him and wasted precious time we could have been enjoying together letting him be mad about such a stupid thing.

I didn't go to him or try to make up for the horrid things I said. I had been entirely selfish while he had been absolutely self less thinking only of me.

I didn't want to open my eyes and face life without the warmth of his dark magic swirling with mine, surrounding and caressing mine as he had for months now.

I would rather die and spend time with him, wherever he was.

Yet, the burning light of life woke me from my deep painful sleep refusing me the death I wanted so dearly.

I opened my eyes looking around gaining my bearings and seeing white everywhere. White sheets, white walls, white clothes draped on my body. I was in the hospital wing.

I gasped a bit and felt the overwhelming pain fire up every nerve as I gained my bearings.

"Hermione!" Harry gasped, very much alive from a few feet from me playing wizards chess with Draco. He rushed over and gave me a hug that I gingerly returned.

"OW!" I moaned relieved he at least was alive. He pulled back realizing my pain instantly handing me a bottle of my own pain relieving potion.

The number of times I had watched Severus drink it after meetings, just casually knocking it back dwelling in its pain relieving properties shot to the forefront of my mind.

I collapsed into tears unable to hold back.

"Hermione, it will help the pain. Goodness, Madame Pomfrey said you would be in pain, but I didn't think it would be this bad. Draco, go get her." I couldn't stop sobbing long enough to even explain it wasn't a physical pain I was dealing with.

My very heart felt like it had cracked open painfully and I was sure I would never recover.

I vaguely heard Poppy fussing over me and several calming spells being cast on me until I finally stopped sobbing, my emotions held back by her spells.

"Oh dear. I think you need to grab the Headmaster, will you?" She asked Draco who left almost immediately. Poppy patted my shoulder confusedly, but tried to console me nonetheless.

"The Headmaster is alive?" I said thickly, my mind finally slowing down enough to grasp what was going on.

"Of course. Your curse or whatever seems to only affect the death eaters. Not all of them either, Draco was perfectly fine. I've never seen magic like that before, the whole room collapsed in on itself. It was awesome." Harry said with a mixture of pride and awe. I felt nothing but dread.

"How many order members died?" I asked quietly. He gave me a confused look.

"None. Some are pretty severely injured and still at St. Mungos, but Voldemort seemed unwilling to kill them and risk killing you before he was done with you, and your curse only seemed to affect certain people. It was out of control. Yet perfectly controlled." Harry explained grabbing some of the chocolates that were left on the table next to me. It was filled to the brim with gifts and candy.

"Your admires. We had so many gifts we had to use one of the store rooms." Harry said unabashedly while eating my candy. I wasn't a fan of sugar anyways so its not like I would ever eat it.

"How are you alive?" I asked, having no idea how he managed to survive the killing curse.

"Turns out I was a Horcrux or something. Basically I had a piece of Voldemort's soul. Quite disgusting if you ask me. So he just killed his own soul. Quite ironic if you ask me." He said with a grin. I had never anticipated such a thing could be possible.