𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟹

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"Oh Godric, Draco! Draco please answer me!"

She panicked.

For the first time in her life Hermione didn't know what to do. She took off her clothes to give the boy heat, but it didn't seem to work, as he continued trembling and didn't give any sign or indication he had regained consciousness

"Draco I, I don't know what to do"

She stated, more to herself than to him as the frozen Malfoy was obviously unable to answer. Hermione felt his heartbeat, which was very low... slowly the blonde was leaving this world. 


She had to think. And she had to do it fast. The blonde was now suffering mainly because of what? A broken heart? Maybe. The dementor's attack? Also yeah, but what was it that mainly-

The weather

It was the weather, the cold that made Draco weak. If she was capable of changing the variables in any way, she would probably be able to save him. She had to.

~I can do this, I can't lose him. I can do this, I can't lose him I can do..~

She repeated the affirmations like a mantra in her head.

She could do this. She could save him

 She took her messy brown hair and tossed them behind her ear and quickly stood up and closed her eyes, concentrating on the spell she had in mind. She needed something hot as she was sure heat would make him strong. 

Hermione raised her wand up in the air and pronounced

"Heati totalus"

Immediately a huge heat wave blew up all of the snow, which started to slowly melt all around the two. The temperature instantly began to rise. She dropped to her knees and gently laid Draco's head on her thighs, passing repeatedly her hand on the hair at the front of his forehead. 

Her vision was so blurred by the tears that she didn't even notice the color was slowly returning to his cheeks

"Please don't leave me"

She whispered quietly while her tears began to shiver down her cheeks. Hermione dropped her head near the boy's face, circling him with her arms. 

She sobbed realizing she wasn't able to see his chest rise and fall anymore.
The slytherin had no heartbeat, but there she standed, near the Black lake at 3 am hugging the person she loved, her worst enemy and crying for him.

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