Survivor (Percy Jackson Crossover) [#Wattys2014]

Chapter Six

Draco Malfoy- Wizard

He felt the room spin again. A blur of colors and pain. Yes pain. Every part of him hurt. Every breath caused pain to explode in his chest. A metallic taste lingered in his mouth. The taste of blood. His blood.

He head was swamped with fiery pain at the edge of each thought. His jaw ached as it swung limply against chest. Bruises and cuts covered his body, his clothes were ripped and torn, his once prized shoes now sat against the floor torn and stained red. His face was red with fever.

His body was broken. His mind fractured, like glass cutting the inside of his head. Tears streamed down his face mixing with the blood and dripping like rain on the room's floor. A small sob escaped his lips.

How long had it been? Three minutes? an Hour? A day?

They were going to wipe his memory soon. Hey, maybe they would even kill him. He felt his throat start to close up, his eyes stung as he tried to hold back the tears.

But he couldn't. If he couldn't hold back tears where could he find the strength top stop the flashbacks? To stop his own personal Hell? His own demons?

"Love makes you weak Draco. Remember that." His father had said.

If only he did. Would it have changed things? Sure, she wouldn't be alive....But would he?

"Mudbloods are a disgrace to wizarding world." His father had ranted. "And blood traitors, like those pathetic Weasely's, too!"

Every hero needed something to fight for. That's why he did it, right? For her? To give her hope?

"When the dark one returns, we will stand tall. They will cower at our feet."

He tried to want it. He really did. But he couldn't abandon his feelings. So he pushed her away.

"No one asked your opinion, you Filthy little Mudblood."

He called her names. Tried to make himself believe it. That she was beneath him. But he couldn't.

Just Couldn't.

If he had admitted it would she have pushed back still? Would she still live in her world of faults? Or would she have accepted his help?

Hermione was sobbing again. Tears fled freely down her perfect face. she ticked back and forth in the corner.

"It's my fault." She whimpered."It's all my fault."

He stood in the doorway watching. She didn't seem to notice him. She didn't want to notice him. She had had Ron. But he was gone. Could he possibly mend her broken heart?

"No." He said out loud. "It's not."

Hermione didn't seem to hear. She just kept crying.

"Hermione!" He yelled.

She stared ahead trance-like.

"SHUT YOU STUPID MUDBLOOD!" He roared. She looked at him finally. Her eyes shattered like broken glass.

"Why are you here?" She whimpered. "I killed everyone! I'm the reason they're dead."

"This is not your fault!" He said kneeling next to her. She turned away. "Granger! look at me!"

"Go away Malfoy!" She sobbed. "You always hated me! Why is now any different?!"

He felt like someone slapped him. "Hermione, I never hated you. Please don't blame yourself. You had no control over any of this."