I woke up in a cold sweat. That was just a dream. No curse. But... the "incident" was real. I am still waiting in the hospital wing. The eyes, I need to figure out the eyes. Why did that happen? I need to know.
"HERMIONE! Hermione....... I need you......"
Draco has been calling my name in his sleep a lot. Professor McGonagle simply told me to stay here until he is out.
"Dear, could you tell me once more what happened?"
"Yes ma'am. It started in the library...."
I told her again the tale I told you, and by the time I had finished, I had a question.
"Madame Pomphrey, I have a question."
"Well, it's his eyes. They... change."
"Oh dear, that's never good. Continue?"
"Well, they get darker and he starts acting rude and arrogant. He will also look and act like a puppy that got kicked too many times at some points."
"I feared this would happen..."
"Well.... He is a pureblood. And.....purebloods don't do so well with alcohol..."
"What do you mean?"
"No need for alarm... just...He will need to go to St. Mungo's for a while..."
"But can't you cure him?"
"No... Well....no. I could never...on a student...."
"Please....I'm begging you....anything.... for the one I love.....
"Well...come with me. I know what it's like to be in love. I would do anything for my husband. just know, this method..... there is no turning back...."
"For the man I love."
"For the ones we love."