Broken Home

A/N-I just feel that i should let everyone know how sorry i am. It has been months!! but i got distracted and caught up in the real world. Im soo sorry to you all. Here is chapter 11, i hope you all like it.

Draco turned his head in Harry's direction.

Harry was gaping at the door, his blood felt as though it had turned to ice, he actually had to make himself breathe. He was paralysed with horror.

Hermione was going to die...if she wasnt dead already.

Harry and Draco's eyes met. The fear clenched at Draco's heart. It felt as though someone was squeezing his lungs together.

Without even realizing what he was doing he stood up and threw himself into Hermiones room.

'I promised her i would protect her!!' Was all he could think to himself.

When he entered her door he stopped. Harry bumped into him, he obviously felt the need to follow.

He was gazing at her. The heart moniter was making a flat, steady sound.

She was dead!

She was just as bloody as before, and she had tubes sticking out of her arms at odd angles. She looked terribly out of place in this odd, disinfected environment.

A nurse looked over and her face grew angry. She marched towards them hurriedly.

"Get out of here!" She said, as if speaking to two delinquints who were spray painting a brick wall. Not this girls, best, and only, friends.

"Get out!" she repeated, this time with much more force. She pushed them from the room just as a doctor was running down the hall.

They couldnt speak.

Couldn't find the words to express the pain they felt.

Harry crumpled down on the floor and started crying, really letting it out. His large fists were beating against the floor as he moaned deeply. Tears dripping down his face and off of his chin.

Draco couldn't stand here and watch Harry cry. Cry over the girl that Draco loved.

He sat down and put his head into his hands. Forcing himself to swallow the reamains of his tears while wiping the evidence off of his face.

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A doctor came out of Hermione's room a short time later and looked at the boys. The young Blonde haired one was sitting on the chair, his head in his hands, trembling. The Dark haired one was leaning up against the wall. His eyes were slightly puffy and sore looking. They were closed.

"Ahem" He cleared his throat.

Both boys looked up expectantly.

"Hermione was brought to us in terrible condition" He started.

Dracos stomach plummeted in the direction of the floor.

"We lost her, and managed to bring her back. Our medi-witches and wizards have pulled off a slight miracle. Your friend is alive. Very un-well, but alive all the same. She will be kept here for a few days for evaluations and then she will be released. Visiting hours are from 8-6." He turned and without waiting for a reply marched off.

' Ohh what am i going to do. Poor Harry will have to grow up without his best friend by his side. I will never...wait...shes ALIVE??'

Understanding spread across his features. She was alive!!!

Draco looked at Harry at grinned. His baby was alive.

A nurse came out.

"You may go in now. She is sleeping. we gave her a potion to keep her asleep. We had to operate on her ribs, someone had preformed a healing charm that was inadequate. Her bones were repairing themselves at odd angles. She is asleep so she doesn't move, and unhinge the work we have done. So dont move her. I will be back in 10 minutes and then she is to be left alone until visiting hours start tommorow morning."

She stepped aside and Harry headed through the door.

"Oh.. and im sorry for before." She said.

Draco nodded and followed Harry through.

Hermione looked weird. She was deathly pale, she looked thin in her small bed, with the blankets tucked in tight all around her. Her hair was matted to her head. Her skin looked as thin as paper.

It hurt to see her like this.

She was breathing steadily and there was tubes in her nose, and in her arms. She was still hooked up to the heart monitor and it was giving off a tiny beep every couple of seconds.

Harry walked over and sat heavely onto a chair. Letting loose a large sigh. Staring into Hermione's face.

Draco walked over and tenderly picked up her hand. Making sure not to move her too much. He leaned over her face and planted a kiss on her slightly parted lips. He turned and looked at Harry, motioning to go. Harry just gazed down and followed Draco out of the room.

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"DRACO!!!?!?!" He heard as he apparated back into his room.

He looked over at Harry, stunned. And they started jogging in the direction Lucius's voice came from.

They got to the bottom of the stairs.

"DRACO!"

"WHAT?" he yelled back.

His dad came around the corner with two envelopes in his hand.

"What is the meaning of this? Did I raise a complete imbecile for a son?" he asked, his voice low and dangerous.

"What are you talking about?" Draco asked.

His father thrust the letters under his nose. He pulled them back and passed one to each boy.

Draco ripped his open and glanced at Harry, who followed suit.

As he was reading his face showed a great surprise at first. Followed by digust.

"Are you serious?" he said, looking over at Harry.

Harry looked up from his letter and shrugged.

"At least its only a warning."

"ONLY?? Lucius shouted. "A warning from the Minister for Magic about Magic in the company of Muggles is not just ONLY A WARNING!!"

"But dad" Draco said, "He was beating the shit out of her. All we did was Apparate and Dissaparate. She was in danger, we Apparated to her, got her and Apparated away."

"Who, Draco, Is 'She'"?

"'She' is Hermione Granger. Now don't get angry. She is in my dorm at school, and i found out her secret!"

"You've risked it all for a 'MUDBLOOD'?"

"Stop it dad, or we will leave."

"Then GO!!!"

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Draco was sitting on his bed at school, utterly pissed at the fact that he had actually left. It was Christmas dammit! He should be with his family. He didn't want Harry to be in his down room, he wanted them to be at his house with his mother and father. They may not have been wonderful, but they were his family.

Harry sat in his shared room. There was no one else there..he sure wished there was. He hated being alone right now. How he wished he could have gone somewhere happy, where he would have been able to stay and not get kicked out so he and Draco can mope around seperatly. He needed to know that Hermione would be safe.

He changed into his Pajamas and laid on his bed. Sleep overtook him shortly.

Draco pulled out a quill and wrote to his father. He was sorry, but he was in love with the poor girl, and if his father didn't like that then too bad. He and Harry were to return to the manor tommorow at 6 o'clock sharp where they were to be treated with respect, or they would leave. And Draco may never talk to Lucius again.

He fell asleep shortly after the letter had been sent.

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Draco was awake by 6:30. He hopped into the shower and got dressed with extreme patience. He wanted to look good today. He knew it would mean nothing to Hermione, but this was his way of feeling good.

He strolled down the stairs to find Harry sitting on the couch in front of the fire. He had a mug in his hand.

"How did you get in here?" He asked, slightly appaled. He gave his password to no one.

"Your painting is Sir Cadogen. He's loony, he would probably let anyone in. As it is, I know him. He let me in. Simple as that. Although I did have to bribe him. I told him I would set him up with the Fat Lady..or try at least.....Coffee?" he asked, gesturing to his mug.

Draco nodded.

Harry conjured up and glass and levitated it to Draco.

"Thanks.." He mumbled and sat down with a heavy sigh.

"Harry...I dont know what to do. I feel like i'm in love with Hermione, but I've never been in love so i wouldn't really know. I sent my dad a letter last night, telling him we were going to be back at the manor by 6."

Harry's face took on a slightly fearful look.

"Draco...no offense..but your dad is crazy. I don't feel safe going back there, I like my body the way it is. And what with Hermione...just give her some time. Put yourself in her position...she just needs time."

The clock struck 8 o'clock.
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When they entered the hospital room, Hermione looked over at them and smiled. She was truly greatful to see them.

She was leaning up in her bed with a food tray in front of her. On the food tray was a disgusting looking arrangement of food. They wouldn't tell her that.

"Good morning." she said happily.

Draco and Harry exchanged uneasy looks. She was oddly happy.

"I just got some really great news!" she told them excitedly. "The police men arrested my dad last night. They had nothing to base it on except a call from his friend Chris. The medi-wizard from here sent them a report with everything that was wrong with me, they just left out the fact that we are all magical. My step-father is going to jail for a long time."

Draco felt his face crack into a truly happy smile...

Harry was ecstatic upon hearing this news...

But why did they both feel dread...this wasn't over.