Love and Lust- Dramione (Potter Twins)

H2- Horror and Healing

Draco's POV

I was just walking back to where I had promised to meet Isabelle after our rounds, when I heard a loud scream. 

I bolted towards the source. It was Isabelle! Panic flooded my mind. What had happened? Who did this? Why did they do it? I cleared my mind and crouched next to her. I checked for a pulse. Phew! She was still alive and breathing. Her right arm was bleeding so much though- like it was cut open with a knife. I had to work fast. I cast as many healing spells as I knew. After around 5 minutes I was silently praying for her to open her eyes. Slowly, they fluttered open. She tried to stand.

"Shh! No don't stand Isabelle. Here drink some water." I said as I handed her some water.

"We need to go to the dorm. I can take care of myself after that." She said shakily, trying to stand up again.

"No. We're taking a trip to the Hospital wing. Who did this?" I asked concerned.

"It's fine I dealt with him." She spoke.

"Him?"

She was trying to stand again. Damn this girl doesn't give up. I sighed and picked her up bridal style to not hurt her hand.

"What are you doing?" She shrieked in surprise.

"Taking you to the Hospital wing." I replied chuckling.

I went down the stairs and saw something on the ground. It was Weasel-King. He did it. My expression grew dark.

"I know what you're thinking, but you're head boy and if you wanted revenge, you'd better do it when he woke up. This is my battle though; I will end it well and teach him a lesson he won't forget in a hurry." She said matter-of-factly.

I smirked "I never knew this Slytherin side of you. I quite like it."

"There's a lot you don't know about me." Came the reply.

I levitated Weasel-King behind me definitely not making sure that his head hit the walls and statues at every turn. (note the sarcasm in the italics)

My thought wondered to Isabelle growing colder in my arms. She was asleep. She wasn't like other girls who would throw themselves at my feet willingly. She was stubborn, determined, rebellious, smart, ambitious, kind, strong, beautiful, hot and brave. Everything I wanted. She wouldn't accept everything I say without a fight. I liked that fire in her. I liked her.

We reached the Hospital wing, and she was snuggling into my chest for warmth. I gently woke her up before entering.

"Thanks" She smiled cutely, but it was weak.

I laid her down on a stretcher and dumped Weasel-King unceremoniously on the floor.

"Madame Pomfrey!" I called.

"MADAME POMFREY!" I yelled once more.

"Oh dear! You mustn't go screaming like that Mr. Malfoy, you'll wake the entire castle." She scolded.

"But it's an emergency." I gestured to Isabelle.

"What happened dear?" she asked as she rushed over to Isabelle.

"Well, you see, Ronald hit me with a crutiatus curse that reopened the scar."

"Say no more, dear. You need a rest. I know exactly what to do. Mr. Malfoy go get Minevra and don't come back without her, do what you must to wake her up. The password is butterbeer biscuits" Madame Pomfrey said calmly.

I dashed up the stairs to the Headmistress' Office.

"Butterbeer biscuits." I said confidently.

A tabby cat snoozing on the desk, quickly jumped up and turned into Professor McGonagall. 

"Mr. Malfoy, why are you in my office at such an unreasonable hour, and who gave you the password." She asked sternly.

I had to admit she was scary, and I was scared. I managed to blurt out the situation without looking scared somehow. She and I rushed to the Hospital wing at once. 

"Miss Potter! What happened?" She asked.

Isabelle gave us a look and me a side-eye. She gestured to her mouth, pointed to Madame Pomfrey, mimicked a spell, placed her finger to her lips, and gestured to herself again. Oooh! I realized. Madame Pomfrey had placed a silencing charm on her. I burst into a fit of silent laughter. I was laughing so hard and had to grasp the stretcher for support. Isabelle reached over and swatted my head with her arm. 

"Ouch! Maybe you deserved this." I said rubbing the back of my head. 

This just earned me another swat on my arm.

"Damn! When did you get this strong! Somebody get the silencing charm of her so she can stop hitting me! Help!!"

"Or maybe you could step away to stop getting hit. Ahh. There's nothing better than young love." Professor McGonagall chuckled.

"Poppy please take the silencing charm off so Miss Potter can tell us what exactly happened."

Madame Pomfrey did so.

"Thankyou." She breathed. 

"By the way, we're not in love." We said in unison.

Professor McGonagall just smiled and motioned for Isabelle to continue. Isabelle told her part of the story, and I filled her in of what happened when she fainted. We both looked to the Professor.

"Where is Mr. Weasley? Have you decided a suitable punishment? If not, you are to return to your new dorms with the student body and please don't exert energy too explicitly for a day or 2. We shall deal with this tomorrow morning at 9 in my office with the rest of the student body. Now come with me. " She said as she left.

We left without Weasel-King. Isabelle was wearing her arm in a cast and wincing slightly as it moved. McGonagall lead us to the second floor, where a sparkling white door stood tall and gleaming.

"I have cast several protection charms so only the student body and those whom you invite in person and letter can enter. The password is 'mates'. Everyone is already inside, so you might want to be ready." She said and left down the halls.