Is There A Chance? (Hermione Fanfic)

Lord Before, Enemy Now

"Bring them to the Hospital Wing now!" Dumbledore shouted as he came forward, followed by the Weasley family. Everyone was still in shock about what happened. Harry, Ginny and Ron slowly woke from there trances and helped Malfoy and Hermione to the infirmary.

"Hermione! That's our little sister!" Fred and George exclaimed as they saw the unconcious Hermione. They always treated Harry and Hermione as little siblings. "And that's a DEATH EATER!" Fred bellowed as he saw Malfoy on the bed next to Hermione's.

"Calm down, Fred! Malfoy practically saved her life moments ago!" Ginny stopped Fred by holding his arms. He just snorted.

"Piss off, Weasley. I have no plans on saving her! I thought that was Pansy!" Malfoy sighed and bowed his head, "Where's Pansy by the way?" he asked.

"Outside," Ginny replied expresionless," she approached Hermione's bed and held her hand in her own.

"Everyone, go out! Go out, I need to attend my patients!" Madam Pompfrey came in bustling loudly.

"Perhaps we can stay here quietly, won't we Poppy?" Dumbledore asked and watched as Hermione moved from her side of the bed. Everyone looked at her as she positioned herself in a sitting possition.

"I just owed my life to a bloody death eater ferret!" Hermione exclaimed as she was gaining concious, Malfoy snorted.

"After saving your life, you're going to insult me? You're welcome, Mudblood!" Malfoy said sarcastically and sat down in his bed, Madam Pomprey then flick her wand in front of Malfoy and all his bruise and wounds heal up. 

"Hey! Stop talking to Hermione like that! You're good at insulting her Mudblood and what do you see in Parkinson? A pug face!" Harry said and everyone tried to keep laugh except for the twins.

"Stop talking to my best friend like that!" Malfoy bellowed as Fred and George made fun of Parkinson's face.

"Mr. Malfoy, I think it is best to drink this potion, it will keep you at bay and please, take a nap! I know it's too much after what happened but try to relax!" Madam Pompfry said as he grabbed Malfoy's hand and pushed him to lie down. "Drink!" she demanded.

"I'm already ready to go!" Malfoy excused but Dumbledore locked the door, he only sighed.

"Professor, I think it's best not to disturb these kids, you may wait them outside," Madam Pompfrey said calmly and all person inside went out.

Madam Pompfrey walked to Hermione and with the flick of her wand, all her bruises healed but with a little shriek of course. Madam Pompfrey then walk back to her office, the first thing Hermione spoke was "Why?" of course she was addressing it to Malfoy since they are the only one whose left behind.

"Fuck off, Granger! I only thought it was Pansy!" Malfoy said and took his drink in the bed side table. "You owe me now a life - debt!" he then drank his potion and Hermione followed.

As Draco Malfoy slept, the only least comforting that he ever dreamed about is the Dark Lord, Voldemort's head moved like a snake as it was wriggling. He has this unfamilliar mood masked on his face. Malfoy remained calm, he only realized that he was being held in a chair and was sorrounded by at least ten death eaters which makes him panick.

"You betrayed me, Draco!" Voldemort said as he moved near Draco Malfoy. "You disappointed me!" he snapped angrily. He turned around to face Draco, "You save that filthy mudblood!" Malfoy flinch as he Voldemort's cold finger touched his arm which his mark was. "You don't deserve my mark!" Voldemort snapped and pushed his long nail unto Malfoy's mark. He tear it down like it was some kind of paper. "I could kill you right now, but your aunt said that we could use your life debt over something and what could it be? Nothing, for a muggleborn can't help us and can't please me!" 

Malfoy moved and moved but he saw someone behind the curtain, he mouthed help and a shaded boy came out, distracting Voldemort. "Oh hello, Harry! How nice it is for you to stop and join us," Voldemort said and before Malfoy could react he was back at the infirmary.

"What happened?" he asked as he saw Dumbledore, Harry and Madam Pompfrey around, he looked at his arm and saw that his dream was real because of his arm. Before, all he could see is a dark mark, but now, it was all a scar.

"I saw you in my dream! Voldemort was going to kill you for saving Hermione," Harry said calmly, "I woke up first and fetched Dumbledore, you're all sweaty and shaking, Professor was the one who wakes you up."

Dumbledore flicked his wand and the little scar that was there in Malfoy's arm was gone, Malfoy is no longer a death eater. "I think you're one of us, Draco," Dumbledore said calmly as he smirked at Malfoy.

"Who said I'm one of you?" Malfoy asked as he looked at the two boys in front of him.

"Obviously, Malfoy, no one welcomes you on the other side-" Malfoy cut Harry out.

"Even though I'm not welcome, I can still prove which in the fact he will accept me back!" Draco snapped and Dumbledroe bowed his head.

"Well, are you practically sure about that Mr. Malfoy? As I can see, Tom is not the kind of person who gives another second chance, he'll settle for what you did at the first," Dumbledore said and walked out of the room slowly, "Harry, Mr. Malfoy, please keep your voices low, you don't want Ms. Granger to wake up, are you?" DUmbledore smiled and walked out.