Disclaimer: the HP series belongs to JKR.
A/N: This is goign to be my Valentines Day project. I'll post one drabble almost everyday until Valentines day. Each of them will be based off of a metaphor about LOVE.
Love is a tear rolling down a cheek
"I still love you Hermione," Draco said softly, gently cupping her soft cheek in his hand. Hermione turned her head away slightly.
"Then why…?" she asked tenderly, her voice a small whisper. Draco couldn't help but wince at the hurt tone of her voice.
"It's just…I think we need to expand our horizons, see other people, and get to know life a little bit…" Draco stated quietly, looking away from Hermione's tearful eyes.
"But you already said that you love me! Why would you need to see other people?" Hermione questioned almost inaudibly. Draco had to strain his ear to make out what she was saying. Hurt heavily laced her voice. Draco slid his hand down from her face and grasped her hand in his.
"Hermione. It's been great with you. But…" Draco started saying, only to trail off. The sentence hung thickly in the air between them.
"But? But what?" She knew what he meant to say. They both did. But she wouldn't accept it.
"I don't know…It's just…not working out," Draco announced regretfully.
"…"Hermione hung her head, not saying a thing. Dark shadows were cast on her face and her bangs obscured her expression from Draco's view. He squeezed here hand as it lay limply between his fingers.
"I'm sorry," Draco whispered softly before releasing her hand and getting up. Hermione looked up as he walked away, without so much as a second glance.
"I'm sorry too," she announced softly into the night. A gust of wind flew past her, whipping the wind in her face. She stared after Draco in shock. A lone tear ran down her cheek. And over the next few days, it would be followed by many others.
Review please! I'll probably post again tommorow!
XOXO
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