Perfect Two...

Chapter Thirty: Save him

Hermione gasped when she saw the blood, his blood on her fingers. She quickly helped him up kicking the door shut with her foot. Hermione walked Draco who was bleeding badly to the couch taking his jacket off, tears ran down her cheeks when she saw the blood on his shirt,
"Oh my god!" she breathed "I'll call the hospital, they'll send an ambulance." She ran to the phone

"No.." he said gritting his teeth in pain "No don't"

"What? Are you mad you're bleeding!"

"They'll start asking questions.." he cried in pain "You do it."

"No I can't! I don't have a wand." she wiped her eyes and walked towards him

"Use mine.."

"I'm not allowed to use Magic! I'm calling them!"

"No! Then do it.. In the Muggles way." he said gritting his teeth

"No! I can't.. Are you mad?"

"Come on Hermione!" he cried

Hermione hurried to the kitchen, she was scared, worried to lose him in front of her eyes. She grabbed a knife, and put it on the oven, letting the fire cleaning it up, then she ran upstairs to her bathroom, opening the drawer she took her floss thread for teeth and sewing needles, she took almost all the towels in the bathroom and ran back to the kitchen taking the knife away from the heat. Draco took one small towel and put it between his teeth.
Hermione cut his shirt, she hesitated, her eyes were full of tears again. She took a towel and wiped the blood, then she took the knife her hand was shaking. Slowly and carefully Hermione tried to take the bullet out of his body, Draco was screaming into the towel between his teeth,
"I'm sorry.. I.." She sobbed. She finally got it out, pressing the towel hard on the cut to stop the bleeding. Then she cleaned it up using the few medical things she had in her house, when she made sure there was no more bleeding, she took a bottle of Vodka poured some on the cloth of his shirt and wiped all around the hole.
Her eyes were watery, she couldn't see clear, she wiped her eyes again with the back of her hands. Finally she put the thread inside the needle's hole, she looked at his back again getting closer, and slowly she started sewing his skin, she cried harder, gasping for air, she was doing this for the man she loved, she never saw him in that much pain, she wished she could use Magic and heel it. Once she finished she put on bandages on it, then slinging his right arm to his neck.

She took the towels to the bathroom to wash them later, she walked to the sink to wash her hands, she looked at them, they were bloody, Draco's blood covered them all. She sniffed letting the water wash the blood away, she changed her clothes into something clean then walked back to the living room.
Draco smiled weakly at her, she covered his shoulders with a blanket.

"Give me your keys, I'll go get you some clothes." Said Hermione quietly

"No.. I won't let you leave the house." he said weakly "Call Blaise, he'll get them for me.. The.. My house elf will do it.. For him."

Hermione nodded, calling Blaise, she asked him to bring a doctor with him.
Blaise stayed for an hour more after the doctor had left, asking about what happened and telling Hermione to take good care of him. The doctor said he'd be alright, gave him a few medicines and told Hermione he'd come back after two days to check on the cut. Hermione and Draco were alone, she noticed the food bags on the floor, she got up and brought them to the table opening one bag and took Risotto plate and the plastic spoon, sitting next to Draco and had a bite

"This is good." She said quietly and Draco smiled at her, she took another bite then gave Draco one.

Hermione helped Draco upstairs to the guest room, she took his shoes off and helped him climbing the bed, pulling the covers up over his body. She smiled at him, "If you need anything I'll be in the next room." she said then left to her room, she sat on her bed trying to understand what just happened.. Why would anyone shoot him? And why at her house? The real question was, did they mention Draco or Hermione?
She took a deep breath searching for her phone, she walked downstairs to the living room, then to the kitchen she finally found it next to the sink, she took it, 2 missed calls she read on the screen. She opened it, it was from Harry, she ignored and searched for Ron's number, she hesitated for a second as it was late, but she called. It was ringing, she let a shaky sigh then he finally answered