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Y/n couldn't move.
Her body ached, and every tissue of it screamed pain. Her mind was blurred and she couldn't recall anything.
Footsteps caught her attention as she tried to move. Someone pulled the chair and sat down, sighing deeply.
She would've gasped at the cold touch, someone was holding her hand. And their hands were extremely cold.
" Just wake up already, Moonstone. " She heard and her foggy mind cleared, Draco.
She thought. " I don't know if I should be mad at you for sending my father to Azkaban or just forget about it. I really want to hate you though. " He huffed, looking at the sleeping girl.
He couldn't get mad. Deep down, he knew what ever happened was deserved. His father, Lucius Malfoy deserved to be chucked into Azkaban.
But he was still his father.
Draco looked at her pale face, recalling everything he has heard, " But then again, maybe I should just let it slip seeing as what Bellatrix did to you. " He said shakily, giving her hand a squeeze.
" I'll be going back in an hour. " He stood up, still holding her hand, " Just don't get into anymore trouble and don't get hurt, idiot. "
He whispered and looked around. Sighing, he leaned down and pressed a kiss on her forehead, lingering for a few more seconds before resting his head on hers. " I don't think I'd be able to do that when you're awake. "
He whispered, " Get well soon. " Plucking up the courage, lowered his lips to plant a feathery kiss on hers. Y/n wanted to move, and much to her inner disappointment, kiss back.
She didn't know if she was frozen from shock or it was just due to the pain anymore.
" Bye. You better not remember this. " He chuckled softly, caressing her cheek before pulling away and leaving.
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Morning.
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" Beth, wake up. " Harry's voice ringed in her ears and a groan escaped her lips, she fluttered her eyes open and looked around.
The pain in her body reminded her of the previous encounter with Draco. A part of her hoped she was dreaming about it, but another part of her, well, didn't.
" Harry... " She croaked, trying to sit up. Harry grabbed her hand and pulled her up, " Are you alright? "
She wrapped her arms around his neck, letting her head rest on his shoulder. " No. " Harry's voice cracked and all the memories flooded back.
