𝑰𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 | 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒐 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒇𝒐𝒚 | 𝟐

| FIFTY EIGHT |

Chapter 58: The last ones standing.

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Olivia was wrapped up tightly in the hospital bed sheets, one leg hanging off the bed while the other remained under the cover but her foot sticking out slightly. She was lying on her right side with her black hair behind her coving the pillow completely while she held her cold hand to her hot forehead.

"Why is one foot out?" Ron whispered to Hermione.

"Because her feet get sweaty and she hates it." Came Hermione's reply, her eyes still watching the girls chest rising and falling carefully. Ron pulled a face of disgust before looking to Olivia's foot again.

She'd had a rough few days, her body unsure of how it wanted to react to the curse. Some day's she'd sleep to avoid the headaches while other she'd spent it throwing up for an unknown reason to many. She was showing symptoms of the flu which was why Dumbledore had called for Remus and Cecelia again, the both of them returning with a healer from St. Mungo's.

From every test came a different result which made it hard to piece together what was the matter with the girl. The healers had gone to such measures to compare Olivia's and Katie Bells tests but the results where on two different sides of the scales and it was decided whatever was happening to Olivia couldn't be found or prevented.

It was a matter of time to determine if and when she would start to pick up.

Hermione would come in after classes every day and recite her notes to Olivia, after Hermione Blaise would drop in depending on Quidditch practice. Before dinner Serena and Alexis called and then after the Gryffindors came. The only person who hadn't come or apologised for the argument from the previous day was Draco.

In the time she had Olivia found herself thinking about him constantly, she didn't want to think about him. She wanted to hate him for breaking her heart, for being with Pansy but instead all she wanted to do was talk to him, touch him, kiss him. Basically just be in his presence. Her mind worked overtime pumping the feelings for him she'd spent so much time on repressing round her brain on a loop and it did nothing for her. She was overthinking, the what ifs and the what did I do wrongs and it was only creating a downhill spiral to depression.

For the third time that day she woke up, stirring uncomfortably in the hospital bed and attempting to cover herself up further in the sheets with her body shaking slightly, "Merlin, I'm freezing." She mumbled, opening her eyes to Ron and Hermione, "Where's Harry?"

Ron shrugged his shoulders, "Said he had to go back to the Common Room and he'd meet us here."

Olivia nodded, "Probably forgot to hide that bloody book." She joked just as the said boy rushed in with a piece of parchment in his hand.

He came straight over to Olivia's bed and sat down on the edge of it laying the map on her legs as she moved them, "Malfoy just disappeared." He murmured.

Olivia gave the boy a funny look, "Into what, air?"

"No, I mean disappeared. He's gone off the map."

She groaned while moving slowly to push herself up into a sitting position, careful to avoid any lightheadedness, "Honestly Harry I'm almost certain you've gone bitshit."

Harry looked up from the map for the first time with a confused expression on his face, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Mental." She deadpanned, "Where did he go?"

Harry pointed out the area in which he had watched Draco's name disappear, it was seemingly a dead end and Olivia hadn't a clue where he could of gone. She scanned the rest of the map, seeing the names of her friends and watching them all walk around. It looked like Blaise and Alexis were coming in from the courtyard and Serena, Graham and Theo were returning from the library.