The next morning Draco woke up back in the hospital bed. Madame Pomfrey was standing over him, changing the bandage around his ribs.
'How'd I get here?' he asked her drowsily.
'I was all worried last night, Mr. Malfoy, when we didn't see you in your bed. We were running around all over. Finally Head Master found you up in your dorm and brought you down here.'
'How am I?'
'Fine. How do you feel, Mr. Malfoy?'
'Fine.'
'So, how was your night? Looking back on old, forgotten memories with Miss Granger?'
'Yes. Trying to remember.'
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Hermione was awake in her bed. She had been awake since five that morning. She did not sleep well. She wanted Draco, but knew she couldn't have him. He didn't remember her. She had to give the ring back, no matter how much she wanted to keep it. She wanted to marry him, but she couldn't marry someone who didn't love her, much less know her anymore.
Hermione then heard a knock on her door.
'Hermione?' asked a high voice.
'C'mon in, Gin.' Hermione said quietly.
Ginny walked in. She was wearing pink pajama pants and a matching top.
'Why are you here, Ginny?'
'Harry and I decided to stay at Hogwarts until vacation was over, because of what happened. How are you doing?'
'Fine.'
'No you're not. What happened last night?'
'I gave the ring back.'
'What? The engagement ring?'
'Yes.'
'Why?!'
'He doesn't know me, Ginny!'
'He will!'
'No. He won't.'
'There's a chance. Pomfrey said there's a chance.'
'No, she said it's happened before, but it's very rare, especially with Draco because of his early wake up.'
'So, it's over, Hermione? Just like that?'
'I don't want it to be, but I can't be with someone who doesn't love me. It's not fair to me, it's not fair to Draco.'
Ginny shook her head.
'Help him remember.'
'I can't do anything. Draco doesn't remember anything about me.'
'Hermione, can I be blunt with you?'
'Yes. Of course.'
'I may be younger and you may have been in the world longer than me, but I think, no I know, you are being stupid, Hermione Granger.'
'What??'
'Yes. You are being irrational and stupid. You must not have loved Draco that much if you're just going to give up on him like this!' Ginny cried.
Hermione got off her bed angrily and stood up.
'I love him very much, Ginny Weasley. That's why I can't make him stay with me.'
'I won't accept that.'
Hermione looked at Ginny in shock.
'You don't have to. It's not your decision.'
'Help him, Hermione.'
'I tried, last night. I gave him our whole relationship history! He remembered nothing! Not a bit of it! He just kept saving he prayed that he would!'
'He wants to remember you, Hermione. He needs you, just as much as you need him.'
Hermione fell to her knees crying.
'I do love Draco, I need Draco, but he doesn't KNOW ME, GINNY! He doesn't know me! How can I possibly stay with him?!' Hermione asked in tears.
Ginny kneeled down next to her.
'Help him. Help him remember.'
Hermione looked up at Ginny and nodded. Ginny stood up.
'I'll go now. You should go see Draco.' said Ginny, just before she left.
Hermione sat on the floor thinking. A few minutes later, Hermione got up, got dressed, and left to see Draco.
---
Draco was sitting in the bed. Bored. He had no idea what to do. Then he heard someone walk in.
Hermione walked over to him, she had her hair up in a French twist, make up was put on nicely and she was wearing her white dress that she wore to the Ball.
'Hermione, you look great. Beautiful, why are you dressed like that?'
'This is how I looked that night at the dance. Will you come up to our room?'
'I'm supposed to stay here.'
'That's never stopped you before.' Hermione smiled.
Draco followed her once again, sneakily, up the stairs.
'Lemon honey.' The two walked in through the portrait. The lights were dimmed and 'A Promise I Make' was playing softly.
'What is this?' he asked.
'I am reenacting that night. The Christmas Ball.' Hermione smiled.
A black and white tux with silver cundberbun, tie, and cufflinks was laid across the couch.
'Is that what I wore?' he asked looking at it.
'Mmhm.' she mumbled.
He picked it up and walked into the bathroom. A minute or so later he came out. He looked great.
The song was playing again. Draco walked up to Hermione.
'Would you like to dance?' Draco asked.
Hermione smiled. She put her arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her in close as he placed his chin on her head. They closed their eyes and swayed slowly to the soft music...which was on repeat.
Draco slowly started to stop moving.
'Draco, what's wrong?'
She pulled her head away and looked up at him.
'Draco?'
Draco eye's rolled back into his head and he fell to the ground.
'DRACO!' she yelled.
Hermione dropped to her knees and shook him.
'Draco! Draco, what's wrong??!!'
He started convulsing.
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god...what do I do?? she thought frightened.
She ran out of the room searching for someone, anyone. She ran into Snape.
'Professor! Professor!' Hermione said in tears.
'Miss Granger? What's wrong?'
'It's Draco, come quick!'
She ran into the room, shortly followed by Snape.
'Draco...' he sighed. 'He's convulsing, he's having a seizure!'
Hermione was pacing the room crying, staring at Draco's shaking body.
'Wingardium levosa.' Snape chanted.
Draco's body rose from the ground and Hermione followed Snape to the hospital ward.
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