After a War ((Old Copy))

Chapter 22 Book 1

After a War

The pain in her back, it hurt beyond belief. She couldn't even move, it was already hard to breathe without her back hurting. She started to feel better after she took a long nap, a very long nap. She had even seen the light, she always thought that walking towards the light was a joke, it wasn't, she was almost there. The pain in her back went away for a bit, then it struck her again suddenly. When she opened her eyes, Ron and Harry were siting there.

"You ok 'Mione?" Ron asked quietly.

"Yeah, my back just hurts a bit, where's Draco?" Hermione asked.

"He had to, umm, go somewhere to do something important." Harry said.

"Is he ok!?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, he's fine. After Lucius stabbed you, Draco killed him. He's burying him right now." Ron said.

"You said he was fine!" Hermione yelled.

"He is!" Harry returned the yell. Hermione rested into her pillow more, her back suddenly felt like it was on fire.

"Madame Pomfrey." Hermione mumbled. Both boys got up and went for the nurse. Hermione closed her eyes.

"Now that your alone." A familiar voice started, she opened her eyes but she couldn't look around, her spine hurt too much for her to do anything. "I can finish the job Lucius started. Since he was too weak." Footsteps neared. "I must say, pretending to be your friend was hard, and pretending to be Maya's friend was worse, that bloody daughter of a slug cant do a thing right."

"Maya's father wasn't a slug! Sirius was one of the greatest men that ever lived!" Hermione said, it took everything she had just to speak.

"Well, seems like he was a slug, I mean my mother easily killed him. He was disposed easily." The voice said. No, Bella, why? After everything, why couldn't she just be good? "Just tell me when your ready to die, make it quick because your friends are on their way back." Bella said softly.

"Get it over with." Hermione said, her back was burning, stinging, any word Hermione could think of that meant pain. She wanted to be done. She wanted to get it over with and just die already.

"Oh, in a rush are we? Well, then, lets get going. Avada Ked-"

"Stupefy!" Harry yelled. A loud crashing noise filled Hermione's ears. She winced in pain. A cold hand grabbed hers. The pain went away the very second their fingers touched. She smiled.

"Draco?" Hermione asked quietly.

"Yeah?" Draco said.

"Nothing, just wanted to see if you were there." Hermione mumbled. He squeezed her hand.

"How's your back?" Draco asked.

"Fine as long as your here."

"Do you want to try and sit up for your medicine?" He asked, Hermione nodded, she slowly sat up, Draco held her back so she wouldn't fall back, he leaned her against the bedframe. She looked around the room, McGonagall was talking to Harry and Ron about Bella. Hermione drank her medicine, even though it tasted like salty water. She scooted over and patted the empty spot o the bed beside her. Draco sat down and she leaned onto him.

"Are you ok?" Hermione asked.

"As usual, Potter and Weasel told you everything." Draco said. She moved her arm to let her snake intertwine with his.

"That doesn't answer my question." She said.

"I'm fine, my mother was upset but she knew he was a danger to you, to me, and to her. She loved him, and they were fine until Voldemort came back." Draco said calmly.