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"Go" by Hanson (Yes Hanson Dammit)
For all the love we've
made
The lamp gets dusty
The pipes get rusty
But I don't
want to wash my hands clean
Hermione
sighed, taking a look around the room for the last time. There was a
large mess on the floor.
She knelt down,
picking up the pieces of the broken glass, seeing the picture still
in its frame close by and picking it up carefully.
Her heart
suddenly felt heavy as she saw it. The wedding picture of her and
Ron. Tears streamed down her face as she tossed it aside and
continued to pick up not only the pieces of glass, but of her heart.
How was it that in all the years they've known each other she could
love him and put up with his temper, and now, she could stand him no
longer. He'd changed, and now surprisingly enough she'd fallen into
the arms of another. Someone very unexpected.
She smiled lightly at the memory. Meeting Draco Malfoy the first day she ran away from Ron was the best thing that had ever happened to her.
Sighing, Hermione turned and knew exactly who was standing in the doorway. The tall redhead that would now soon be her ex-husband.
His eyes were red, tears streaming as he came to her. His hands reached for her and she braced for the feel of them around her throat. The feeling never came as his hands landed on her shoulders and she felt a light kiss to her temple. Looking into her eyes, he shook his head. "I'm so sorry Hermione. I never meant to hurt you..." and he let the tears flow more.
She placed a hand on his arm, not sure what to say, but looking into his eyes. Eyes that had long ago captured her heart but now had scared her more than a dozen times.
You
say you love me too Go if you want to go
Then why won't you go through
With the
nightly kisses
With the hits and the misses
If you can make it
on your own then
But stay if you want
to know
The way through the mess we've made
And lie in a bed
you know
Or go
There was
a knock on the door. It swung open, and Hermione looked into the eyes
of Draco Malfoy. He held her trunk in one
hand while keeping his
wand ready in the other. He stood aside, waiting patiently. He
wouldn't force her to go with him, but he knew she wanted to. So he
waited, knowing that her heart still held a place for Ron Weasley.
Surprisingly, he found that with time he understood what love was.
Between friends and lovers. Soon, he learned that a lover was only a
lover. A true lover was one who understood him as he could understand
himself. Hermione Granger had made him learn, yet she was not a
lover. She was his best friend, and he would wait for her, walk with
her, and one day if she let him...be her new husband.
Ron turned away from Hermione, staring into Draco's eyes. He straightened and stood aside. He had been wrong to mistreat someone so sweet. And someone who was so evil had found a band-aid to cure the wounded. With respect, Ron nodded and exited the room, knowing that even though his heart ached, Hermione would be well off.
I
heard your moving van Go if you want to go
But I didn't take a stand
You can't leave
with them
You can't live without them
I never thought I'd want
to let you
But stay if you want to
know
The way through the mess we've made
And lie in a bed you
know
Or go
Hermione
walked to Draco, looking into his eyes the entire time. Yes, she
loved him. Yes, she needed him. Yes, one day she
would allow him
to marry her, to be her protector as he had already begun to become.
It was still awkward, her enemy turning into her best friend, and the
new love of her life. But now she knew that the unexpected must
always be around the corner from the lessons heading one's way.
She smiled up at him as they stood on the path to the Malfoy Manor.
He looked down at her, returning the smile. "I love you."
A tear rolled down her cheek. She squeezed his hand in hers. She felt it, but she knew that he already knew, and he also knew that she was not ready to speak those words aloud just yet. Understanding passed between them, and Draco leaned in, placing a gentle, tender kiss to her lips. "I'll never let harm fall upon you again..." With that, he led the way, and Hermione was still filled with sadness. But, ahead of her was a new life, and she knew that safety was with her at last...
For
all the love we've made You say you love me too Go if you want to go
Just one thing stays the same
The lamp
gets dusty
The pipes get rusty
But I don't want to wash my
hands clean
Then why won't you go
through
With the nightly kisses
With the hits and the misses
If
you can make it on your own then
But
stay if you want to know
The way through the mess we've made
And
lie in a bed you know
Or go