Just Imagine, a Draco Malfoy Fanfiction

Deathbed

NOT ACCURATE TO THE BOOKS
MAJOR BLOOD WARNING
YOUR POINT OF VIEW

             I woke up to what seemed the middle of the night. I felt a horrible pain in my side. I squinted through my eyelashes trying to find what was going on. I saw Malfoy. He was crying. What was going on? I tried to speak to him. I opened my mouth and tried to form words. Nothing came out so I tried again. Instead of words coming out, I felt something coming up my throat. I gagged and saw blood. I felt Malfoy move and heard him scream. "MADAME POMFREY! HURRY!" "princess, you're going to be okay. Just stay with me. Please." I heard him beg. I grabbed his hand, when suddenly everything went black.

MALFOY'S POINT OF VIEW

             I heard a gagging noise and quickly looked up. She was throwing up a large amount of blood. "MADAME POMFREY! HURRY!" I yelled. "Princess, you're going to be okay. Just stay with me. Please." I cried. She grabbed my hand, her grip tight. Suddenly, her eyelids collapsed onto her eyes, and her grip loosened. I watched as her hand fell limply onto the ground. I let out a blood piercing scream. I saw Madame Pomfrey rush in, and hook her up to a heart monitor. I watched as her rapid heartbeat, slowly fell into its usual tempo. "She's just unconscious Mr. Malfoy." She said. "Goodnight Y/N. Sleep well." I whispered to her, and bent down to kiss her forehead.

             "Princess,
Madame Pomfrey made the announcement today that you had slipped into a coma. I hope you are doing well. I hope you feel no pain, and have wonderful dreams. Me, not so much. This last day had been like hell for me. I didn't get any sleep, and I couldn't bring myself to eat anything. I haven't left your bedside since Pansy stabbed you, and I don't intend to until you wake up. I'm trying to think like you. How you always tell me to think optimistically, but it's so, so, hard to. Please, wake up. For me, for Potter, for Granger and Weasley. The world isn't the same. Please. Come back to me.
Scared to death, Draco Malfoy"

             "Y/N, it's been two weeks. I'm doing better. I'm eating again, and I get some sleep. Things still aren't the same without you. I feel like it's the sorting day all over again. I can't loose you again. Stay with me."

             "Princess, why is it taking so long? A month has gone by and you're not awake. Your teachers had stopped assigning you homework. They think you might not make it. Please, prove them wrong for me."

             "Princess, another month has gone by. Two months you've been in bed. Sometimes you still throw up blood unconsciously, so Madame Pomfrey cleans it out for you. Once you wake up, you should thank her. She's been taking care of you well."

             "Our fellow students have started to bring flowers to your bedside. They all think you're gone. They're decorating your bedside like it's a deathbed. Please let it not be one."

             "Three months. Three months without you feels like an eternity."

             "Princess-" I suddenly stopped writing. I folded up the parchment with the single word on it and placed it in an envelope. I added it to the stack of letters I had written. 91 letters in total. One for every day. I took out the stack, and placed them on her bedside. The whole earth seemed to have stopped for her. Once sunny, warm,  and bright days, turned cold and gloomy. The earth was mourning for her. I felt tears start streaming down my face. Could this really be the end? Three months. It might as well have been three centuries. What if she didn't wake up? "Princess, please wake up." I cried over her limp, colour-drained body, and hugged her.

             "Malfoy?" Wait. Was I hearing things? "Malfoy?" There it was again. I froze. Was I dead? "Malfoy!" I heard a quiet voice laugh. "No. It's just in my head. I've gone mad." I said out loud. "Malfoy, you've not gone mad." I sat up. "Princess?" I said. "Yeah."

YOUR POINT OF VIEW

             "Princess?" He stared at my face and I saw his already crying eyes once again tear up, and let tears stream down his face. "Yeah." I whispered. "Malf-" I started. Before I could continue, his lips crashed into mine. I raised my eyebrows and widened my eyes in shock. I kissed him back, and closed my eyes. I felt electricity shoot through my veins, and butterflies in my stomach. My heart was beating out of my chest. I felt his salty tears fall onto my face. He kissed me like it would save his life. With desperation, and a heavy longing, that I could only do my best to return.

             "Y/N?!?" I heard a voice yell. I pulled away, and sat Harry in the middle of the infirmary. I watched him as he stormed out of the room. "Princess, is he your boyfriend?" Malfoy asked. "No. We went on a couple dates but he never asked me." I responded. "Oh okay." I saw Malfoy's face light up. "How long?" I said. "What?" He asked. "How long was I asleep?" I watched as his eyes filled up with tears, and he bit his lip. "Three months." He whispered. Another tear ran down his face, and he looked down. I lifted his chin to face me. "Hey. It's okay. I'm here now." I responded. Without hesitation, he kissed me again. "Malfoy, I didn't know you felt that way." I said.

             "Princess, you being gone made me realize..." he paused and hesitated. "Princess, I don't want to be brother and sister. I don't think we can be friends even if we tried. Y/N, I think I have feelings for you." I felt a surprised look form on my face. Malfoy was never good at talking about his feelings. "So, what do you want" I asked him. "I don't- I don't know." He said sadly. I nodded to him. "Princess?" He said. "Mm?" I responded. "Do you- like me too?" He said quietly. He had a hopeful look on his face. I do, but am I willing to risk what I have with Harry for him? I bit my lip, thinking. "I-I..."

AUTHOR'S NOTE
Ahaha sorry guys, I'm getting way too good at these cliffhangers. Anyway, if you liked this chapter, please remember to vote! Ily!! Baii❤️❤️