Save Me

Attraction

As Hermione resumed comforting Draco, Voldemort found out. He wanted her to stay there for Draco and get him attached to her.

Hermione did all she could to make him feel better. He just wanted his father back at the moment. She missed her parent, but there was no time for her emotions.

She never bothered talking about them. She even ended up having a mental breakdown, but she didn't want Narcissa and Draco to go through her pain too.

They've seen her pain, the day she had a mental breakdown.

Voldemort wanted her to come over. She went with Blaise to the dining room, where Voldemort did his meetings.

It wasn't because Voldemort told Blaise to take her there, it was because she was scared.

When she got there, she just expected him to torture her like he always did. Crucio Curse. All that sudden pain and sudden relief.

Hermione looked into Voldemort's red eyes. He was searching for something in her face. Something...

He said, "Your parent lost their memories?"

Hermione got more serious. How did he know? How did he know who her parent was?

"No, I obliviated them."

Voldemort got a fake sad face to himself. She was so curious. He said, "Oh, you don't know what happened, right?"

"What did you do?"

"I killed them."

The whole world broke on her head. She had dizziness.

A single tear dropped from her eye. She didn't even know how to feel. She was so numb. "You're lying! You must be lying." She said very seriously. To be honest, Voldemort expected her to be sad; but she was so serious.

"But I'm not."

Hermione looked at his blank face with serious eyes. She stood there strongly in front of Voldemort.

She didn't even cry. Voldemort gave her a non-emotional look and said, "I killed them, and I can promise, they suffered."

Hermione looked at him. Voldemort didn't look at her anymore.

"So, don't you want me to kill you right now?"

Hermione's veins were filled with anger. "No. I want to live." She said. 'I will make him suffer. I will make him suffer.' She didn't know that Draco was reading her mind after all.

He had headaches from crying too much. He never got the chance to tell his father how much he loved him. Not once. Draco sat there on the bed, waiting for Hermione to come.

But she didn't.

She came hours later than he expected. She wasn't crying or anything. She was just blank. So blank. He knew what happened, he just didn't want to force her to talk about it. So, he started with, "You seem tired."

"No, I'm not."

"But you are. I can see it. Why don't you rest an hour or two?"

Hermione knew that he knew, she was just too tired to admit it. She gave him a kind look and said, "You're okay today?"

Draco grabbed her hand and lead her to the bed. "I can take care of you sometimes, too. You're not supposed to be the only one to do it."

Hermione lied on the bed. Draco just looked at her in a way that made her comfortable. He started caressing her hair. She loved it but was too frustrated to thank him.

He knew she was thankful. He didn't sleep next to her. He just took his time, looking at her for hours. She was too young for all the things that happened to her these years.

All of her friends died, she had to risk her life to save him, she had to see him getting his happiness with Katie while she didn't have happiness, she had to lie and suffer to save him again, get tortured, and lastly, she lost her parent.

Narcissa didn't even want to cry anymore. She wanted revenge, but how could she make up a plan with her husband? Her dead husband.

She didn't talk to Draco for a week and he was missing his mom. She only talked to Hermione, because she could comfort her. Only her.

Right now, Draco was trying to make Hermione sleep, cause it was the only way he knew he could help to comfort her.

She didn't sleep. She didn't talk either. Draco was really worried about her. She didn't look at him, but she felt his gaze. He held her chin and tilted her face to face him.

"You should feel something."

Hermione stayed silent.

"You didn't cry for your parent. You think that you're the savior, but you are just a kid. You need saving. Let me save you."

"You can't save me. I should save you."

"But you can't."