Chapter 48: Death Eater

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D E A T H   E A T E R

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I wish you never knew. Apparently, ignorance is bliss. ~ Draco

Mal's POV

We had all returned from winter break and been back for a couple weeks now. Fred had written to me about how their burrow had burned down and I regretted not being able to see him since he was busy with his own family. However, now with the swing of things coming back in school, Hermione was happier than ever after Ron had called for her in the hospital a week or so ago. I told you it would happen. About damn time.

"I'm going to the loo, I'll be back." I told Mione and Ginny quickly as soon as I saw Snape heading over to chastise me for not sitting with my house. I do this all the time, why is this still a problem?

"Hurry back." Mione urged me and I nodded to her.

I finished up in the loo and started heading back to the table when "Aaahh!" I winced in pain and stumbled, attempting to hold onto the wall.

Draco. Something is wrong with Draco. Someone is hurting him. I groaned in pain again and doubled over, falling onto the ground. Get up. You have to find him. But where could he be? Then it occurred to me: Harry. Harry was mad and he had that look on his face before I left. I have to find them. I forced myself off the floor and held my wand in my hand, preparing myself for whatever it is I might find.

I turned some corners and finally spotted Harry leaving the bathroom, with a flustered and panicked look on his face.

I went inside the bathroom and struggled to take in what I was seeing. Draco. On the floor. Bleeding out. I'm going to kill you Harry. I rushed over to Draco's side immediately.

"Draco? Draco? Can you hear me?" No response. I started gasping for breath, realizing he couldn't breathe either, and that's why I couldn't. How am I going to fix him? I mustered all the strength I could and attempted a spell I had read when I peeped inside the book Harry holds so close to him all the time. I'm curious, I couldn't help it. I knelt over Draco, holding onto my wand with one hand and started to chant, "Vulnera Sanentur" while I traced over all the injuries I could find. The blood he was losing started to slow down, I wiped my hand over Draco's face, continued to chant and felt relief start to flow over me as his wounds started closing and my pain started to go away as well.

Finally Draco opened his eyes and took a big gasp of air. I smiled and exhaled a breath I didn't know I was holding in. Before I could stop myself I sat down on the floor, with my hands covering my face, trying to regain energy I had just lost from a powerful spell I was not ready for.

"Kat? What are you doing here? Are you alright? Potter didn't hurt you did he?" Draco cupped my face in his cold hand. I shook my head. He sighed a breath of relief at hearing I was fine. "You saved me. Thank you."

"Now you have to tell me, what is going on with you?" I asked him, needing to know why he had been so distant from me the past couple months. He dropped his hand from my cheek and stayed quiet, running his hand through his hair.

"I can't tell you." He said in a voice so quiet that if I wasn't sitting so close to him I probably wouldn't be able to hear him.

"Why not?" I asked him again, noticing how his gaze was now focused on the floor in front of him.

"You'll hate me. And I-- I can't have you hate me. I can't lose you." I took his face in both my hands and made him look at me.

"Listen to me Draco. I will never hate you. I love you too much to ever hate you." I tried to keep my eyes on his despite the vulnerability I had just expressed.

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