Perfect?

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" he demanded.

"Killing myself," she replied simply.

"You can't."

"Why not?" she smirked.

"Because you have a life. I don't. YOU are supposed to kill ME."

"You can't stop me Draco. No one can." She placed it 3 inches from her heart. "Three..." The knife moved an inch closer. "Two..." The knife moved another inch. "One--"She was cut off by Draco who had thrust himself in front of the knife. Her hand slipped and pierced Draco. The blood streamed so quickly that Hermione's robes and hands became tainted with it. "Draco?" she whispered, taken aback. "DRACO?" she whispered more urgently. "DRACO??" She sat in shock, unable to move, and watched the blood pour out of his pale, lifeless body. 'What should I do?' she thought 'Should I tell Dumbledore? No...if I tell Dumbledore, he'll probably notify Lucius. And Lucius will kill Draco anyway. But wait- doesn't Draco want to die anyway?' She sat up. Her mind was made. As quickly as she could, she ran to Dumbledore's office. "Um...twizzlers? No...lemon drops? No...er...AHA! GUMMY BEARS!" The door opened and she rushed into Professor Dumbledore's office.

"Hello there Miss Granger. May I help you?" the ever-so-friendly face of Professor Dumbledore greeted her.

"DOWN...BY DUNGEONS...SECRET ROOM...DRACO MALFOY... DYING...HELP..." she screamed hysterically before she entered darkness.

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Three hours later, Hermione awoke. Where am I? she thought wildly. Then, all of the previous night's activities flooded back into her memories. "WHERE'S DRACO? IS HE OKAY?" she shouted. Madam Pomfrey came in and shot her an annoyed look.

"Please lower your voice. There are many people trying to recover here," Madam Pomfrey said, disapprovingly.

"But I need to know! Where is Draco?" she pleaded. Madam Pomfrey sighed.

"Sorry dear, I think you should talk to Professor Snape or Dumbledore about that. They know him best."

"Oh...okay," Hermione replied softly. Professor Dumbledore strode in her room.

"Ahh! Miss Granger! It's nice to see that you're awake," Professor Dumbledore said, "I think that what happened last night should be discussed between you and Professor Snape. Young Draco did like him very much."

"DID? WHAT DO YOU MEAN DID? IS HE DEAD? TELL ME!" Professor Dumbledore looked rather shocked at her outburst. She blushed and sat back down. "Sorry Professor Dumbledore."

"Don't fret about it. Alas, I cannot seem to remember when Professor Snape is to arrive." At that moment, the door flew open and in stepped Professor Snape.

"Miss Granger, Professor Dumbledore," he nodded, "I'm afraid I have good news and bad news. The good news is that Mister Malfoy is not dead. The bad news is that he has lost a lot of blood and his only hope of survival is a potion called Drago Sanguinante. It is a very rare potion made of the finest materials shipped from Italy. Unfortunately, it costs well over a million galleons so we cannot afford it."

"Is he just going to die?" Hermione jumped up.

"Well, Miss Granger, that is up to Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. They are the only ones who can afford this potion. Other than Mister Potter, of course. But we all know that Mister Potter would never spend over 3 million galleons on Mister Malfoy. All we can do is wait and hope for a miracle."

"Won't his parents try to save him?"

"Oh no dear. I sincerely believe that Lucius and Narcissa wouldn't spend a single Knuth to save Mister Malfoy. To them, he has been dead for the last 2 years."

"Why?

"During the 5^th year here at Hogwarts, Mister Malfoy went against his father's wishes to fight for the dark side. In other words, he didn't want to become a death eater and the future dark lord. His parents, of course, were not very happy with him."

"Oh...well what if I can get Harry to buy the potion? Then would Draco live?"

"I highly doubt that you will be able to do that Miss Granger."

"But what I can?" she insisted.

"Then Mister Malfoy will have a 75% of surviving, instead of 3%."

"Only 75%?"

"I am afraid so. I must go now. Good day Professor Dumbledore, Miss Granger." Professor Snape left.

"Miss Granger, you are excused from all your classes for this week. Mister Malfoy is in a deep coma, and I suggest you keep him company." Professor Dumbledore sighed.

"But he won't hear me."

"Oh but he will. You are his only chance of survival."

"What about Harry?"

"Oh Miss Granger, I know that Mister Potter has a big heart but even he won't be able to save Mister Malfoy."

"Why?"

"Lucius Malfoy helped Voldemort kill his father and mother. He will not try to save the son of the man who killed his parents. Plus, Mister Malfoy is his arch enemy, remember? Trust me. It's not going to happen."

"NO! I know that Harry will help him...He has to!" Her body wracked with sobs.

"I am afraid not Miss Granger. Only a miracle will save Draco Malfoy now. And that miracle is called Hermione Granger."

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