Stay By My Side ✅ (Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy)

Waiting, Hoping

Draco POV.

3 Days Later.

 The sunshine beaming through the window told me it was morning time. I practically leaped out of bed and got dressed as quickly as I possibly could. Today was only going to consist of one thing and one thing only, the same thing I have been doing for the past few days now. When I took Hermione into the Hospital Wing the other day, Madam Pomfrey told us that Hermione had suffered from some head injuries and would not wake up straight away and it may take a few days. But other than that, she was going to be fine. Small cuts and bruises were healed easily by Madam Pomfrey. Of course the news wasn’t taken lightly by many of us. Ginny burst into tears and that Brother of hers selfishly stormed off for hours. I remained by Hermione’s side until visiting times were over. I would have stayed longer with her if I could, I wish I could have.

The thing that kills me the most is waiting. Waiting for something, anything. Not knowing when she is going is wake up is soul destroying. I dread the idea of her waking up when I’m not present, or anybody else for that matter. More the reason why I should be by her side at all times, I don’t care what anybody says or thinks of that, nothing can stop me. Obviously me going to see her was awkward considering that most of the time Potter was there too along with Weasley. On a somewhat positive note, Potter and I hardly spoke a word to each other apart from a few small greetings. I guess neither of us felt the need to say anything to each other. Maybe it was better that way. I wish I could say the same for Weasley, he hasn’t once stopped being so damn difficult. He practically explodes with rage whenever he catches sight of me. I can tell that Potter is growing increasingly tired of his antics and I sympathise with him in that way. I’m not sure how I would deal being associated with someone so mental. It’s a good thing that I am choosing to be the better person and not acknowledge Weasleys attempts to throttle me because if I wanted to, I could squash him like a little bug. Guaranteed. Once I am satisfied that I am ready I leave the common room and I make my way towards the direction of the Hospital wing. I can see that most people are on their way to the Great Hall for Breakfast, but not me. I can’t waste an hour.

Potter is already by her side when I arrive in the Hospital Wing and he only looks up when I stood at the end of Hermione’s bed. She looks so peaceful and it’s almost as if I could see a smile twitch on her lips.  I see her chest move with her steady breathing, at least that’s a sign she’s okay. I sink back into one of the seats on the opposite side of the bed from where Potter sat. I allow my eyes for shut for a second, briefly regretting that I didn’t allow myself another few minutes in bed. My sleeping hasn’t been great recently.

“Any news on Blaise?” My eyes shot open at the surprise of hearing Potter actually speak to me.

“He was expelled.” I say. “The decision was only made yesterday after McGonagall contacted his parents. He won’t go near her again.” Blaise getting expelled was probably the only positive thing that came out of these past few days. I don’t understand why McGonagall couldn’t just kick him out of school on the spot but it’s not like I can control things. I understand that she also needed to hear his side of things. From what I’ve already heard, Mr and Ms Zabini are far from happy over their sons actions. Blaise used to always tell me before how strict both his parents were and how badly they wanted him to succeed in life and do well in Hogwarts, now that Blaise has basically ruined everything because of his ego I can’t imagine things running smoothly for him. His parents would probably put him under house arrest to punish him to make him realise what he has done and the damage he caused to the reputation of his family. Despite what he done to Hermione, I sincerely hoped that he will soon get his life on track and do something worthwhile.

“Good.” Potter says. “I hope that bastard has a terrible life for what he done to Hermione.”

I laughed slightly. “Well believe it or not, he wasn’t like this before. We were good friends once.”