Saved By Malfoy Unedited

Chapter 23

I'm not going to update for a bit because I am going to change this story a bit... I think it could go just a little bit slower. My little one day step sister started writing her first fanfiction. I was practically crying when she said I was the main character. I will post it as soon as she finishes it. It would mean a lot if you would check it out and left comments.

Thanks!

When I stepped out of the shower I quickly got dressed. I went to the room but froze when I saw Hermione on the floor by the cupboard.

"Heeeey Draco," she giggled.

She looked drunk but when I got closer I saw the empty potion bottles. The labels said calming potion.

I sighed as knelt in front of Hermione.

"How many did you drink?" I asked.

She laughed.

"Only like.... Five," she slurred.

"Five?! You only take one!" I replied. "You don't need more than one!"

"But five... feels better," she said, giggling in between her words.

I helped her up and tried to get her to the bed. She stumbled around a lot and kept giggling.

When we got to the bed she went full on hysterical. I sent a patronus to Theo begging him to bring the antidote for the calming potion.

"Draco, come here," Hermione ordered.

I went over to her and she grabbed my hand. She pulled me down so I was at her height. I wasn't sure weather to be scared of her attacking or doing something worse.

She let go of me when Theo apparated in.

"What are you doing?" He asked, casually.

Hermione giggled a lot.

"Sheesh," Theo muttered. "How many potions did you have?"

"Five," I replied for her.

Theo sighed and pulled the cure from his pocket. He handed it to Hermione.

"Drink it," he told her.

She looked at it for a minute.

"What's it for?" She asked.

"It will make you better," I told her.

She giggled and pushed the potion into his hand.

"I already feel great!" She exclaimed.

I face palmed.

"Just drink it," Theo told her.

"Make me," she challenged with a grin.

Just before I could grab her she jumped up and ran to the door. She threw it open and ran down the hall. I groaned and we ran after her.

We couldn't find her anywhere and I started to worry. I suddenly heard her giggling so I followed the sound.

I finally found her. Mum was leading her back to the room by her hand and she was laughing like a maniac. I caught up to them.

"Mum," I said.

She jumped.

"Oh, Draco... let's get back to your room so you can explain."

I nodded and called for Theo. We went to my room and mum had Hermione sit.

"Now explain why I found her running into stuff and giggling like a mad man," mum ordered.

"She took too many calming potions," I told her just to get lightly punched in the arm by Hermione.

"I did not!" She giggled.

Theo walked in the room and locked the door.

"You seriously didn't lock the door?" He asked.

"Forgot," I replied.

Hermione leaned on mum's shoulder and yawned.

"Will you take the potion now?" I asked.

"Make me," she muttered again.

This time she didn't run or anything. She stayed in place and yawned. I smirked and opened the potion. She took it without a fight.

After about five minutes she was holding her head.

"That. Was. Amazing," she muttered. "Like I was drunk."

Theo looked at the clock.

"Crap... I need to go!" He said before apparating.

Mum flinched at the same time as me. I looked down at my searing mark.

"He's angry," I muttered.

Mum gave me a fearful look.

"You never finished your last mission," she whispered.

"We need to go," I told Hermione.

She nodded so I apparated.

Hermione

I sat alone on the bed. My body started to ache. With all the potions I had been given plus the calming potions this morning made me forget about the pain.

I really wish I hadn't because the pain is far worse now. I fell back on the bed and tried to ignore the growing pain.

Draco

"You have failed your duty. You were suppose to capture the turned death eaters and kill them. Instead, you end up in the hospital..." Voldemort said. "Crucio."

I fell to the ground, writhing in agony. The curse lasted mere seconds but felt like an eternity.

"Now get up! We have a meeting," Voldemort ordered.

Biting back the scream, I got to my feet and went to my place at the table. I glanced at mum. She was looking forward, ignoring the world.

Voldemort started talking about the order. He told us when each mission was for the next year.

After a long time, the meeting was over. I was still too injured to apparate so I used the floo to get home. As soon as I got there mum was waiting for me with a potion to heal the wounds.

Knowing the drill, I collapsed in a chair and took off my shirt. I allowed her to heal me, but used every curse word in the book. The wounds all healed and she instantly got the blood from my clothes.

My dad walked in the room, a slightly proud smile on his face.

"My son... got tortured by the dark lord himself," he stated. "My son... is important enough for him to care about torturing him."

"I'm going to my room," I muttered.

I slowly made it to my feet and went to my room. Before I even opened the door I could hear crying. I opened the door to see Hermione crying and writhing on my bed.

"Hermione!" I gasped.

She sat still for a moment to look at me through her watery eyes.

"Help... me," she whimpered.

As I rushed forward I could see she had opened many of her old wounds. Doing the first thing that came to mind, I put a body bind on her so she wouldn't hurt herself anymore. Her cries got louder when she couldn't move.

I quickly got a pain relief potion and went back to her. After a few minutes her muscles relaxed and I took the bind off her.

"Thank... you," she uttered.

I easily stopped the bleeding of her wounds and cleared the sheets.