Dramione-Saviorself [writing again!]

Chapter 16

I wake in a snowy white field. Although the snow is falling on my cheeks, nose and skin, I feel no shiver of cold. In fact, I'm a bit warm. I'm at the top of a hill, in a sitting position, looking down. At the bottom of the hill, I see two figures. Wait... Three figures. Two rather tall adults and one tiny little person standing with them. This must be heaven. I stand up and start decending the hill. As I come closer, I see that the figures are my parents. And the little figure, is a girl. That's me. As the the memory returns, I remember exactly where we are. When I was 4, my parents took me to a place called the forest of Dean. Outside of that forest was a steep hill, and in the cold winter I would come out here with my parents and sled on the hill. Unlike me, my parents and mini- me are decked out in huge, bulky snow jackets and boots. My jacket is 2 sizes too big, so mini- me is practically drowing in my own layers. "Mummy, again! Again!" Little Hermione squeals. "Alright. Go on up there," she smiles encouragingly. Little Hermione giggles and runs up the hill. Mother positions herself at the bottom of the hill with open arms, and waits. "Here I come!" Mini- me giggles from the top. Next thing you know i'm flying down the hill, and into my mother's arms. "That was a good one lovely bear!" She smiles. "Alright. I think we should be getting home for some coco. Sound good?" My mother smiles at mini me. "Yeah!" I smile back. (AN: I just made myself cry.)And suddenly It's all black again. Oh no. No. I want to live in this memory forever, what's going on? And then I hear it. A voice. His voice. Talking to someone. "I'm really alright here. Thanks," He says. My cheeks feel wet with tears and one of my hands is in someones. I let out a small whimper and feel a sob coming on. "Hermione? Can you here me?" Draco asks. I open my eyes to meet his. He looks dreadful, like he hasn't slept in days. How long has it been? What even happened? I put a hand to my face to wipe it, but feel an awful cut across my face in the process. "Are you in a lot of pain?" He asks sympathetically. "My heart hurts," I moan. I can't believe I just said that. "I miss my parents," I sob. "Can you sit up?" He asks. Off topic. "What? Why?" I question. "So I can hug you," he answers. I immediately try and sit up, its painful, but I make it. I through my arms around his neck and his arms go around my torso. I'm so lucky to have him. "How long was I out? What happened?" I pull away to ask. "Bellatrix tortured you to punish me. You've been out three days. I was starting to think you wouldn't wake up," he says, frowning. The memories flood back. "And then I would have been a true murderer. I shouldn't have let this happen, and I promise I will try for the rest of my life to redeem

Myself-" he starts. Aw. "Draco, its not your fault. He would have found me anyway with my muggle parents," I reassure him. He just grabs hold of my hand again. "I want to sleep," I croak, laying my head back. "Ok. I'll be here when you wake up," he says. "Lay with me," I ask. Could I actually fall asleep without his arms around me? "Are you sure?" He asks. I nod. I scooch over to make room and lay my head on his shoulder. When I fall asleep our hands are still clasped together.