Chapter 1: Everything Beautiful….
Twilight fell
It threw its gloom on the sea
I don't know what agonizes
"Come on Hermione, it's almost eleven, don't you want to go home?" A short dark-haired girl asked Hermione. Hermione however kept writing and checking things over in a book.
"You go ahead Illyana, I'm almost done, I'll leave soon." Hermione said not looking up simply continuing her work. Illyana looked at her for a few minutes and then smiled.
"So does Ron have anything romantic planned for tomorrow?" Illyana asked as she began putting on her coat and gloves.
"Ron and romance don't mix," Hermione answered.
"But it's your anniversary tomorrow," Illyana said, "A whole year with Ron, that's exciting."
"Yeah," Hermione said and she looked up at Illyana.
"What?" Illyana asked, "You don't sound excited."
"I just…. I don't know, A year with Ron … I mean we broke up for a reason the first time and now we're back again in the same plateau," Hermione said.
"Hermione are you and Ron having problems because you seem perfectly happy." Illyana said.
"We are… we are … I just I don't know what's wrong with me tonight, it's probably this article," Hermione said as she went back to writing.
Illyana nodded." Well don't be too late okay? I'm sure Ron'll be waiting for you."
Hermione nodded. Illyana left and Hermione soon became the only person in the room. Working diligently she finished quickly. She put her article in a folder in her bag and as she put on her coat and gloves, she looked at the time.
"Eleven, eleven," she said with a sad smile, "Make a wish Hermione," and she closed her eyes.
Like before in that tranquility
And that twilight, silence and embrace,
Sea bring them again … again-
"Make a wish Draco," his mother said as she kissed him softly on the cheek, "it's eleven, eleven."
Draco smiled at his mother and nodded but he didn't make a wish. Wishes were useless they didn't come true and if they did they didn't last long and more that likely it was just a coincidence not a wish come true.
"What did you wish for?" a voice whispered in his ear.
He turned and saw Lisa McMillan, a pretty blonde that had been after Draco for years now. Draco however had no interest in her. His eyes sparkled in the light and said, "I wish I could get out of this party."
"Why?" she asked taking a sip of the drink in her hand, "Your parents throw the most fabulous parties. Everyone who's anyone is here."
"You mean everyone they think is anyone," Draco said looking at her disgusted. Her dress short and tight obviously meant to entice him, repulsed him.
She studied him with her blue eyes and asked, "You're thinking about her again aren't you?"
He looked at her with hatred now. His eyes moved from her to the door and he began moving without saying a word to her or anyone else.
"Draco," Lisa called after him, "Where are you going?"
He didn't answer he just kept walking.
"I dressed up just for you!"
He turned the doorknob and walked outside his parents' mansion. It was cold and there was snow on the ground but he didn't care. He was restless today. And that stupid girl mentioning her. What was she thinking? He began walking at a faster pace. He didn't know where he was going but apparently his feet did and he followed their lead without question. Wherever his feet were taking him he was sure it was going to be better than his parents' mansion.
Hand in hand walk by the sea so blue
And I talked and you talked more
Only the peaceful sea heard-
She opened the door to her and Ron's apartment and went inside. There was Ron asleep on the sofa. She set her bag down and went and sat by him. She didn't want to wake him up; besides tonight she'd rather he'd be asleep. She'd made up her mind a while back that tonight she was going to go back there. Just for a few moments but she would go. When she was about to take out her wand however Ron awoke and said, "Finally she's home."
Hermione smiled, "Come on Ron go back to sleep."
"Sleep tonight?" Ron asked with a smirk, "We're not going to sleep tonight, if you know what I mean?" He moved to kiss her and Hermione moved back.
"Ron I'm tired," Hermione said.
"Come on Hermione," Ron said, "Lately you're always tired or busy. Is something wrong? Do you not find me attractive anymore?"
Hermione chuckled and kissed him on the cheek, "Of course I find you attractive, but Ron we don't have to be Harry and Ginny and sleep with each other every night to-"
"AH!" Ron shouted, "Hello she's my sister I don't need to hear that!"
"Sorry," Hermione apologized, "But what I mean is that they have sex like every-"
"Hermione move beyond Ginny and Harry!" Ron said.
Hermione smiled, "Well you know what I mean, we don't have to have sex every night. I'm not like Ginny! I work! I'm tired!"
Ron looked upset but he nodded, "Fine."
Hermione smiled and said, "Now go to sleep."
"Aren't you coming to bed with me?" Ron asked.
"Not right now," Hermione said.
"Why?"
"I forgot something in my office and I have to go get it since I'm not going to work tomorrow," she lied.
"Do you want me to come with you," Ron asked,
"No," Hermione said, "You go to sleep and then we'll have fun tomorrow, we'll be together all day, and no work and no being tired. I promise."
"All right," Ron said and he went to kiss her on the lips and this time she let him.
Then as Ron went to their bedroom alone with a crack Hermione dissaparate from the room.
In this loneliness is with me
How could I not see it before?
That this girl was everything to me
And now that I don't have her
An ache's left behind-
The sea. Blue and peaceful as always it was still there. Draco took a deep breath and looked through the darkness at the sea. Once it had filled him with peace and happiness and now it filled him with longing, agony, and restlessness. He had known somewhere deep inside him that his feet would take him here. He looked at his watch, midnight. One year ago today it was over. One year ago today two separate roads were taken, roads that wouldn't meet again.
He moved his head quickly. He thought he heard a crack but it might have been his imagination. Hoping against hope for the impossible to happen. How foolish he was, how could he have fallen so in love with her? How had he not seen it before? Maybe… maybe if he had told her exactly how he had felt then maybe it would have been different.
No! It wouldn't have been different! He was a fool. She didn't love him. He had overheard her talking to that foul, fool, Weasley. What did she see in him? Draco was handsomer than him, richer, brighter, better compatible with her than Weasley! And he knew that there was no way Weasley could love her the way he loves… loved her.
Was he comparing himself to Weasley? This is how low he had stooped! To compare himself with a blood traitor, with a redheaded, tall, gangly, boy with freckles? How she had twisted his mind? How she had befouled his brain and bewitched him with those pretty brown eyes and that crazy bushy brown hair. He wanted to erase the thoughts from his mind but they wouldn't go away her kisses and touches were things he couldn't erase, at times he wasn't sure if he even wanted to.
He stared at the sea. He could almost smile remembering the times they had been here together. Almost. He still couldn't hide the pain that thoughts of her kisses, touches, words, thoughts of her smile, eyes, and lips brought. For a long time he had hid it. But it had been obvious he had loved her. He had fallen in love with Hermione Granger. Now that it was too late he realized it. He should have told her. Perhaps it would not have changed much, but he still should have. Pride. Pride had not let him, would not let him. He could tell her now of course, she wasn't married yet, there was still time, but his pride would not allow it. Besides she doesn't love him, she had never loved him. Especially not the way he loved her.
To kiss you with such fire
To surrender ourselves to this crazy love
Like before, like before-
Hermione quickly hid. It couldn't be him. It couldn't. Why was he here? Was Draco Malfoy here for the same reason that she was here? Did he love her? She took a quick look and knew it was him. Who else could be here at this time at this spot? She squinted through the darkness and could still make out his blonde hair, and she longed to look in those deep steely eyes.
She took a deep breath and looked at him again. There was his perfect statuesque figure still. This wasn't a dream. And although it felt like a movie, it wasn't a movie. This was her life and Draco, the one that had broken her in many ways was standing there alone. He was here, he was in their spot, he must be thinking about them.
She had made up her mind. She smiled and had this joyous feeling in her stomach. She couldn't help but think that perhaps tonight she would finally get what she wanted in life: him, a life with him. She started walking towards him and her heels began making their usual noise against the pavement as the sea stood quiet and still as it had many nights before for them.
Then her heart jumped as he moved and began walking towards her. He made no sudden movement and although she wanted to run into his arms and never move she resisted the temptation. Her heart was beating faster and faster with every step she took and twice as fast with every step he took. She was afraid her heart was going to jump out of her chest but she kept walking towards him waiting patiently for the magic moment that she was sure was about to happen any second between the two.
He was close now. Close enough for her to stop to look at his blonde hair with nostalgia and finally for the first time in a long while she looked in his steely gray eyes. The eyes that before lit the world with light now made her feel empty and alone. He saw her now she was sure of it his gray eyes bore in her brown ones and the joy immediately left her and instead gloom filled her.
He nodded and passed her. That's it? That's all she got? Just a nod? She turned quickly and watched him walk away from her like he had last time. She wanted to yell that she hated him. She wanted to scream at him for leaving her there as if he didn't know her the way he did. She wanted to go run to him and tell him that she loved him. But she didn't. Like everything else in their relationship all that time this too remained unspoken.
But she stood there still until she couldn't see him anymore. When he was gone she went and stood at the very edge of the sea and her eyes filled with tears. Why was she such a fool? Why was she so in love with him? Even after all this time she was still this foolish? This in love? She wished that she could tear out her heart and never feel it beat again, never feel it ache again the way it ached now. How could he just have nodded at her as if they were just strangers? How could he just have walked away from her? Then however she had been foolish to think that something magical would have happened tonight. He had never loved her the way she loved him.
Everything beautiful
Leaves an ache behind, Leaves an ache behind!
And I want to say that the characters are not mine they are J.K. Rowlings but the plot is mine. And also the song is not mine it's Redon Makashi's song but I translated it and it fit so perfectly with this chapter!! Anyways review please!
-M.V.
