Forgotten Mistakes {a dramione fanfiction}

The Surprise Visitor

Hermiones POV.

The next few weeks went by monotonously with healers pestering me constantly.

"Do you know who you are?"

"Where are you?"

They even got as pathetic as to ask how many fingers he was holding up. But there was one question that has me confused to no end. "What happened before you got here?"

Then there was the three people who kept stopping by during visitation periods. They were constantly pestering me and kept showing me photos of them and myself, or strange trinkets, such as a time turner, snitch, and even a small stuffed muggle otter. Why I was shown these things I have no idea, perhaps in an attempt to "jog my memory." My thoughts were interrupted by soft footsteps. That's strange, it's the middle of the night and the nurses check on me recently.

"Hello?" I asked quietly, and heard a soft sign from the darkened corner of the room. I tensed up, and watched in mesmerization as a man with pale skin and light blonde, almost white, hair. He approached slowly and sat gracefully in front of me. He leaned forward and grasped my hand, his pale blue-grey eyes piercing into mine. He sat silently before leaning his head against the hard, hospital bed.

"I missed you." He whispered, though I heard him clearly.

"I'm so sorry but I can't remember anything, what's your name?" I ask, as he lifts his head and his gaze meets mine, his eyes brimming with tears. He ignores my question, and leans forwards and places his mouth against mine, gently, almost as if to convey a life time of emotion. He pulls away and places his forehead against mine.

"I've wanted to do that for so long, I kept trying to force myself to, but I couldn't do that to you. I can only imagine what my father would do." He says the last part so quietly I almost don't hear it, but I still catch it.

"What would your father do, does he not know of our relationship?" He, once again, ignores me, and I get frustrated rather quickly. "For God sakes Malfoy! What are you talking about?!"

He gasps, and his eyes are so wide, they're nearly popped out of his head. "What did you just call me?"

I stare at this man in confusion. "I didn't call you anything, I don't know your name, remember?"

He looks at me in disbelief. "No," he smirked, "you called me Malfoy." I freeze. That name seems to spark something in my brain, and I have a abrupt flash of me and this beautiful human locked in a tight embrace, not kissing, just a affectionate hug. Sadly, however, this sight doesn't last, and I am back to reality.

A/N:
Sorry, I don't update ever, but thanks to my wonderful friend PhanIsLuvPhanIsLife I updated, mostly because she refused to update until I did.