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Chloé POV___________

"Where is he?!" I shouted when I walked in the hospital wing.

I went there right after Ginny told me what happened to Draco. Apparently, she was walking by the Myrtles bathroom when she heard Potter and Snape, so she peeked a little to see what was happening and there she saw Draco laying on the floor full of blood. I can't imagine that and I don't want to. She immediately found me and when she told me, I was having lunch in the Great hall.

Everyone's eyes looked at me when I screamed "what?!". Maybe I'd be calmer if she told me that he's in the hospital wing, but no. Ginny said: "Chloé, I don't wanna be the one to tell you, but I saw Draco in Myrtles bathroom and he looked...dead, he looked dead to me. There was blood and Snape and Harr-" What was my reaction supposed to look like?

I should've go after him when he sprinted out of Transfiguration class. I should've go with him and calm him down. If I was there, Potter wouldn't do it, I'm sure. It's all my fault, I just stayed there sketching into my fucking notebook while Draco was fighting for his life. What kind of girlfriend am I!?

"Who?" Asked one of the patients laying on their beds.

"Draco. Draco Malfoy." I answered and tried to catch my breath from running.

"He asked to heal in his dorm." Replied a very familiar voice.

When I looked who it is, my wrists clenched themselves and I nearly killed the boy. It's Potter.

"YOU! HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO HIM?!WHAT DID HE DO TO YOU?! I SWEAR I'M GONNA-" I shut my mouth and closed my eyes.

Stay calm, Chloé. Go find Draco.

I glanced at Potter for the last time and frowned my face at him. He looks...well, he looks scared of me, just as everyone else in this hospital.

"We're not finished." I said and left the hospital wing.

The audacity that boy has! He thinks that everything is about him, that everyone is his enemy. That's so fucking annoying and selfish. Never in my time here has Draco said anything about Potter and I'm sure he didn't want him dead just like Potter did.

Don't we have enough problems? Did this have to happen?

I knocked on Draco's door and opened it slightly just to see if anyone's in there.

"Miss Delacour, I thought you'd come any minute." Said Snape with his deep voice and invited me inside.

After I closed the door, I stepped closer to his bed and froze.

Draco's laying there with his eyes closed. His hands are bounded with white cloth, a few blood drops have leaked through it. Red scars and bruises on his face give him a sense of brutality. How could he do this to him?

"What happened to him?" I asked silently because I didn't want to wake Draco.

Madame Pomfrey is kneeled down by his bed and talking care of his wounded arms. She didn't look at me.

"It seems like Potter uses spells that he doesn't know the use for. That one," he pointed at Draco, "is, specifically, for worst enemies. If I didn't come in time, mr Malfoy would be dead."

"God...but why would he do it?"

"That boy's paranoid..." he mumbled and tapped on Pomfrey's shoulder.

"Time to go, Poppy." He said and madame stood up with a grunt.

"Goodbye." I told them both and closed the door after them.

It's just me and him now. Me and Draco. It will always be me and Draco.

I sat next to him on his bed and placed my hand on his chest. When I accidentally revealed part of his skin, I noticed red bloody wounds. I immediately unbuttoned his white shirt covered in blood, button after button, carefully so I don't wake him up. When I was finished, I gasped my mouth.

His whole chest and stomach are covered with wounds and ugly scars. Poor Draco, I can't believe the pain he must've went through.

I gently touched the skin on his chest that looks healthy and placed a little kiss on it.

Now, who knows for how long will Draco be healing. He looks very weak. If the day comes today, or tomorrow, or any day soon, he's gonna have to be in bed.

I laid my head next to his body and closed my eyes. I've never realized how tired I am today.

"I know I'm undeniably handsome but...undressing me already?" Giggled Draco and I immediately wrapped my hands around him into a big hug.

"I'm...wounded..." he mumbled and laughed at the same time.

"I'm sorry...do you know how scared I was?!"

"I guess I can imagine."

"Don't ever do this to me!" I said with a serious face.

He put his hand on my head and started to gently stroke my hair.

"It looks worse than it is, I promise." He said and placed a kiss onto my head.

I put my leg on top of his and buttoned his shirt up.

"You'll need to wash. From the blood." I announced.

"Oh, I'm worried I won't be able to do that without help." He laughed.

"Say no more...can I stay here?" I asked but someone interrupted me.

Snape walked into the room without warning and saw me laying on Draco. I instantly jumped out of the bed.

"I think it's time for you to go, Chloé." Said Snape and called me by my name, again.

"Sure." I nodded my head and went to the door.

"Come later." Said Draco and tried to smile.

I smiled back and left the room.

I touched the door to my room, but then I thought for a bit. I can't go to my room now, because I know very well I'd be just drowning in my own thoughts. I can't think right now, I need a distraction.

The common room seems quite calm today, even though is after classes. I sat on the nearest couch in front of the fireplace and put my feet up in a comfortable seat. There are few students studying by the tables with huge green lamps. I always thought that these lamps are used only presidents or ministers...

I used the accio spell to bring my Pride and Prejudice book, but as soon as I opened it, someone sat next to me.

Blaise.

"Is he okay?" He asked and out my legs on his thighs.

"He will be..." I said and quickly put my legs down to the floor before anyone could see us.

"Look...I understand you're confused, but think about Draco. His whole life he's been fighting with his parents about becoming a Death eater and now he is one, he's in love with you and has to watch you do...what you have to do. Out of everyone in here, I believe he's the person who deserves a lot more than he's getting, and I'm not saying that because we're friends. I mean it."

I was a little shocked by his words. I thought he just came for a little chitchat of ours.

"Chloé, you have to do it. It's not just about you-"

"Oh yeah? Who is it about then!?" I shouted and folded my arms.

"Draco, his parents, your parents, my parents, me, Snape-"

"Snape!?" I shouted a little louder than I intended to.

"Yes, he too. See? All these lives are now in your hands. You can't fuck it up, you just can't. We don't deserve to die-"

"And I do!?"

I couldn't believe the choice of his words. He's constantly attacking me.

"No! That's not what I meant...anyway, if there's anything I can do for you, just ask..."

For the first time, I saw fear in Blaise's eyes. He's really afraid for his life and I'm not surprised. I'd be too.

"I'll do it."