Savin' Me
Written by - ellamalfoy8
One Shot
Songfic Oneshot DMHG ‘I can’t do this anymore, but I’ve nowhere else to go. You’re good, you’ll help me, won’t you?’ Draco needs help. Hermione can give it to him.
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A/N: I blame my iTunes account for this oneshot. I kept playing this song over and over until I knew the lyrics by heart and hatched an idea. So I created this fan fic in hope that I would get the damn song out of my head. But it didn’t really work. Heh damn. I hate these really annoying ideas that don’t leave until I write them.
Summary: ‘I can’t do this anymore, but I’ve nowhere else to go. You’re good, you’ll help me, won’t you?’
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the following song. It belongs Nickelback and I do not take credit. Sorry to burst your bubble.
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Savin’ Me
Prison gates won’t open up for me
On these hands and knees I’m crawling
Oh, I reach for you
Knowing he would only have one chance before she would escape back to her safe table to Potter and Weasley, he grabbed her quickly by the elbow and pulled her into his dark alcove, regretting this already. He let go quickly, but put little space between him, her and the wall. This was his last chance; he wasn’t going to mess it up. Startled, she blinked up at him, seeming slightly frightened. He couldn’t blame her, she probably hadn’t expected to be pulled away from her studying by a stressed out Malfoy.
Well I’m terrified of these four walls
These iron bars can’t hold my soul in
All I need is you
Come please I’m calling
“Look, don’t scream and don’t attack me, Granger, I’m here to talk to you, okay?” He asked in a hushed voice, as she noticed his eyes were bloodshot and wide. Nervous, she nodded, not ever having seen anything other than the trademark Malfoy sneer or smirk on his face, now replaced by a tilted frown.
And oh I scream for you
Hurry I’m falling
I’m falling
“I need out. But I need help.” Hermione bit her lip, her hands trembling. He impatiently pushed back his left sleeve, his fingers jerking from what she guessed was a caffeine rush and nerves. She winced as she saw the black serpent and skull on his forearm, which he jabbed at furiously. “I can’t do this anymore, but I’ve nowhere else to go. You’re good, you’ll help me, won’t you?”
Show me what it’s like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I’ll show you what I can be
“I don’t understand, Malfoy, why me?” she whispered back as he pulled his sleeve back down. He groaned, beginning to shift from foot to foot. Hermione laid a hand on his shoulder, wishing he would stop it, but he flinched away.
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I’ll leave this life behind me
Say it if it’s worth saving me
“You’re the only one who’ll listen, you’re trusting. The others see the mark and it’s like you’re the Dark Lord himself. I want out but not in Azkaban, don’t you get it, Granger?” She looked longingly back to Harry and Ron, away from the obviously hyper and panicked Malfoy, but he noticed and cupped her chin in his sweaty hand, forcing her to look up at him. “Please help me Granger.”
Heaven’s gates won’t open up for me
With these broken wings I’m falling
And all I see is you
“What could I possibly do to help you, Malfoy,” she responded, shrugging his hand off her face. “Speak to Harry if you want redemption, there’s nothing I could possibly do.” He scowled and shook his head, wracking his knuckles. It unnerved her, and she stepped back against the wall. He stopped.
“You don’t get it, Granger, they won’t listen to me! If I’d gone to them I’d be dead by now, but you’re listening! Plus if they saw I was being nice to a mudblood they’d believe me.” She bristled, glaring at him. Seeing he’d just irritated his only hope, he said, “Sorry, old habits die hard, you know?” She sighed.
These city walls ain’t got no love for me
I’m on the edge of the eighteenth story
And oh I scream for you
Come please I’m calling
“Malfoy, what do you want me to do? You haven’t told me anything specific,” she said softly, seeing as he was looking frantic and desperate. He blinked at her, his breathing ragged, before reaching out and taking her hand gently, weaving his fingers into hers. She started.
And all I need from you
Hurry I’m falling
I’m falling
“Believe me.” She raised an eyebrow, showing her confusion. “Just let me know you don’t think I’m one of them. That’s all I need to stay sane.” Hermione wasn’t going for it, he could tell, so he continued. “If I run, he’ll kill me, but I’ll run anyway, as long as someone knows I never wanted this.” His judgment impaired by several dozen cappuccino shots thanks to the house elves and a few glasses of Fire Whiskey, he closed the gap between them until she was sandwiched between him and the wall. With his nose brushing her ear, he whispered, “Please say you know.”
Show me what it’s like
To be the last one standing
Teach me wrong from right
And I’ll show you what I can be
Her breathing quickened, completely uncomfortable, as he leant his head against hers, with what felt like tears falling onto her neck. That convinced her, and she did the only thing she could think of, she hugged him. He curled around her, obviously relieved.
And say it for me
Say it to me
And I’ll leave this life behind me
Say it if it’s worth saving me
Hurry I’m falling
“Does this mean you believe me?” he asked hoarsely. Malfoy clutched the back of her shirt as if he was falling of a cliff, but she didn’t push him away, knowing he needed this.
“I’d say a bear hug is fairly convincing,” she responded dryly. He didn’t even snicker. “What are you going to do next, Malfoy? You can’t really run.”
“I have no where else to go.”
And all I need is you
Come please I’m calling
“You can’t just go, that’s a death wish.” She was getting uncomfortable with how tightly he was clinging to her still. “Go to the Order of the Phoenix, or play spy or something.”
“No, no one would welcome me. I just want out.”
And oh I scream for you
Hurry I’m falling
I’m falling
I’m falling
Hermione closed her eyes, knowing there was one option she could give him that she would probably always regret but wow. He was hugging her, literally crying onto her shoulder. It was so surreal. And god help her, she believed him. And she did want to help him, to be able to say she’d done something to help the war effort.
“I know where you can go.”
Show me what it’s like
To be the last one standing
He stepped back, quickly wiping his face clean with is sleeve as she dug into her pockets, looking down at the floor. He composed himself, fingers twitching, while she recited silently what could go wrong. He could be faking it, he could be a spy, he could be an imposter, or he could die. What would Harry and Ron say?
And teach me wrong from right
And I’ll show you what I can be
“Here,” she said as she pulled out a key on a long blue and red lanyard. He looked at it with a puzzled expression as she took his hand and pressed it into his palm, before closing his fingers around it. She took a deep breath as he peered down at her curiously. “No one’s been living at our house in Yorkshire since my parents died, and you’ll be safest there. Moody put wards around it when my parents were threatened.” Malfoy gasped at her sign of trust, knowing what it meant.
“So you do believe me!” She bit her lip.
“Merlin help me.”
And say it for me
Say it to me
And I’ll leave this life behind me
“I feel like I should do something for you,” he said, almost seeming nervous, while he hung the lanyard around his neck and tucking it below his school robes. She rolled her eyes.
“Just stay out of my underwear drawer and avoid burning the house down.” He didn’t laugh, but instead leaned over and kissed her.
Say it if it’s worth saving me
Hurry, I’m falling
It wasn’t long, it wasn’t hard, it wasn’t romantic, and it was little more than a handful of escaping seconds, but Malfoy just wanted to say goodbye and thank you. He pulled away to see her stunned and leant his forehead against hers. She blinked at him, her eyes wide and questioning. He cupped the side of her face in his sweaty hands; wishing things could have been different… normal.
And say it for me
Say it to me
“Thank you Granger, and don’t get yourself killed of I’ll have to find someone else to convince.” He dipped down for another kiss, gave her a long look full of apologies, and added, “And I’m sorry for everything I’ve ever done to you.” Then he swept off, disappearing into the shelves. She remained surprised, but strangely content, knowing he would be safe. Knowing that he wasn’t evil. Knowing that something would end well.
And I’ll leave this life behind me
Say it if it’s worth saving me
Knowing she had saved Draco Malfoy.
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