Heads Of The House {Dramione} {√}

Chapter 37

Hermione's POV:

I was beginning to wonder if the polyjuice potion would ever wear off.

I now think that it never will.

The days at Azkaban drag by.

Wake up.

Eat.

Exercise.

Back to cell.

Wait.

Eat.

Wait some more.

Eat.

Try to sleep.

Each day was the same.

The same patterns.

The same schedule.

The same people.

The same wanting for things that I used to take for granted.

The same wishing that I want here.

That I was with Draco, safe and sound.

Never to see Ron again.

However, none of this may ever happen again.

That was my last thought before I drifted off to sleep.

*the next morning*

I woke up before the wake-up procession.

Now I could tell that the procession was down the hall.

I could hear the bangs on the metal bars.

I waited.

I counted the tick marks on the wall.

I had been here for six days.

The worker finally got to my cell.

He stared at me.

"Who are you?" He asked.

I blinked.

I looked at my hair.

It was my hair.

My brown hair.

"Sir, I am Hermione Granger. Lucius Malfoy sent me here under a polyjuice potion." I said.

"You are Hermione Granger, aren't you?" He said.

I nodded.

"Well, then, come with me." He said, opening my cell door.

I followed him out and back to the front desk.

"Sir, our Lucius Malfoy was really not him at all. This is Hermione Granger. She claims to have been under the influences of a polyjuice potion." The worker said to the attendant.

I nodded.

"In any case, let her go." He said to the worker.

He turned to me.

"And Ms. Granger, I am terribly sorry about this." He said.

I nodded.

"It's alright, sir." I said.

I turned and left.

As soon as I was far enough away, I apparated to Hogwarts.

I entered and sought out Harry.

"Harry!" I yelled in the noisy common room.

He looked at me and gasped.

He ran to me and hugged me.

"Hermione! Where have you been?" He asked.

"Its a long story." I said.

"First, we have to find Draco. Ron has him." I said.

Harry snorted.

"I knew that Ron had something to do with this." Harry said, pulling me put of the common room.

"Here was in the room under the whomping willow." I said.

He nodded.

We hurried there.

I unlocked the door.

I gasped.

Draco was tied to a chair, his face mottled with bruises and blood.

"DRACO!" I screamed.

He looked at me.

"Hermione. You came back." He said.

I nodded, my eyes filled with tears.

I quickly untied him.

He stood, but then fell.

I sat down and placed as much as I could of him onto my lap.

"Draco. I love you." I said.

"I love you, too." He said.

And with that, Draco went limp in my arms.

BAM!

THAT WAS THE END OF THIS BOOK!

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!

BAM!

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