When She left
Draco's point of view when Hermione left with Harry and Ron to defeat Voldemort.
Disclamer: I do not own Harry Potter. I only own my various plots, characters I've made up and the inventive ways of Ron dying. DIE RON DIE!
I've been tossing and turning for the last two hours.
I keep having this re-occuring dream where Hermione leaves me.
I sigh and turn over.
Then my door opens.
I steady my breathing and open one eye.
The figure moves to the window and is bathed in pale moonlight.
Hermione.
I quietly sit up and watch her for a while.
Finally I can't take it any longer.
"Min?"
She turns – and for a moment I see a fleeting glimpse of the torture inside.
I got out of bed and walk towards her.
"Draco," she said.
I hugged her and suddenly both of us didn't want to let go.
Locked together in a desperate embrace neither of us wanted to end.
I breathed in her hair, before reluctantly pulling out of the hug and holding her at arms length.
I could feel it – something was wrong.
"I love you, you know that?" I say.
She nodded her head.
"I love you too".
She hugged me one last time, and then went back to her dorms.
I gave a sigh, before going to sit on the window sill.
I never got any sleep that night.
And then the next morning she was gone.
All I have now is the memory of that night, and us exchanging silent promises.
And as I remember, I wait. Wait for her to come back.
I waited for her then, and I'll continue to wait forever.
Maybe, just maybe, we'll be together again.
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