The Malfoy's Slave (Dramione)

Chapter 24

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Draco

I woke with an empty bottle of firewhisky in my hand. I looked at Theo beside me then glanced at the bottles surrounding us.

I rushed to the bathroom and was sick. I felt soft hands holding my long hair back. When I finished Hermione wiped off my face and helped me stand.

I leaned on her small shoulder as she led me back to the couch. She picked up all the empty bottles and threw them in the trash.

I felt Theo jump from the couch and Hermione quickly following. When they came back I looked at Hermione, she was wearing a knee length summer dress.

"Thanks Mione," I muttered.

"You deserve it," she said.

She disappeared into the kitchen and came back with potions and water. She put a glass of water in mine and Theo's hands.

She handed me a potion then handed one to Theo. "It should help with the hangover," she said.

I nodded and downed the potion. My nausea and headache vanished and my vision cleared.

"What was that?" I asked, sitting up.

"I made a slight change to the pepperup potion," Hermione replied.

"Your a genius," I stated, Theo nodded.

"Thanks," Hermione said turning pink. "Did it work right? Do you still have any effects of the hangover?"

"I don't," I replied.

"Me neither," Theo added.

"Yes! I invented a hangover potion," She said.

I got up and kissed her. She pushed me away. "Ugh, you taste like vomit and firewhisky, go brush your teeth," she said.

I sighed and did as I was told, Theo following closely behind.

"Dude, you have the best girlfriend ever," he muttered.

"I know."

Hermione

"I know," Draco replied.

I couldn't help the huge smile that spread across my face. He actually loves me.....

I laid on the couch and relaxed, I woke up this morning feeling slightly sick. I didn't have any alcohol so I knew it was probably from stress. I have been coughing and sneezing all morning. I got colder by the second so I knew I was getting a fever.

Draco walked back in so I sat up and had him sit by me. I leaned on his shoulder making him jump back.

"Hermione, are you okay?!" He asked, feeling my forehead. "You've got a fever!"

"I'm fine, just a little sick," I muttered.

"Hermione, lay down," Draco told me.

"But I-"

"No. You need to lie down," he said sternly.

I obeyed and laid back on the couch.

"I'll get mum, she used to be a healer, you'll be better in no time," Theo said, walking out.

I sighed. "I'm fine, Draco. It's just a cold," I said trying to reason.

"Better safe than sorry," he replied, putting a hand on my forehead again.

I brushed him off and put my head in his lap. He ran his fingers through my hair making me close my eyes.

"I still don't understand how you and Draco aren't on the bathroom floor right now," someone said.

"I told you, mum, Hermione made a potion," Theo replied.

I opened my eyes and sat up. I suddenly felt extremely light headed so I laid back down.

"Oh dear," Mrs. Nott muttered, walking up to me.

"I'm fine, I'm just stressed or something," I said.

She muttered a few spells for a couple minutes. "Honey, you have the flu," she said softly.

"The what?" Draco asked.

"The flu, it is a virus that is in the muggle world as well as the wizarding. You can't treat it so you try to prevent it... it should go away in a week or so, just get lots of rest."

I sighed. "More sleeping," I muttered.

Mrs. Nott summoned a potion. "Drink this, it will help you sleep," she said, bringing the vile to my lips.

I drank the potion and it wasn't seconds before I passed out.

Draco

Hermione passed out with her head in my lap.

"She should sleep for a while... I'm going back to bed," Mrs. Nott said.

I nodded and held the sleeping Hermione in my arms.

"I'm going back to bed mate," Theo said, walking to his room.

I picked Hermione up and carried her back to our room.

I laid down and set Hermione beside me. She hid her face in my shoulder and gripped my shirt.

~*~*~

I shook awake to Hermione jumping off the bed. The bathroom light turned on. I followed her in and held her heir back when she was sick.

her skin turned the usual pale color I've grown used to. I helped her stand and wiped he mouth off. She leaned on my shoulder as I led her back to the bed.

"Thank you," she whimpered.

"Shhh, get some sleep," I said, kissing her cheek.

I left the room but left the door open so I would know if she needs help. I glanced at the clock. 8:00, it's still early...

I walked into the kitchen to see it was spotless. I realized Hermione must have cleaned it and sighed. I rummaged through the cabinet and pulled out a pain relief potion.

Hermione groaned when I walked in. She was holding her stomach. "Mione, you need to drink this," I said, putting the vile to her lips. She swallowed half of the potion and coughed the rest up.

I wiped off her face and held her like a child in my lap. She snuggled into my lap and gripped my shirt.

"Love you," she muttered.

"Love you too," I replied.