What About Now : Sequel

by BoldlyStarstruck

Sequel to the story, "What About Now". That took place when Hermione and Draco were both at Hogwarts, and this one takes place 19 years later, when they're both sending their children to Hogwarts. Last story had Draco's POV, this one has Hermione's.

What if our love, it never went away?

The moment she spotted him, she felt a tug at her heart. Oh, how it broke her to see him there, standing on the platform of 9 3/4, so near yet so far way. That day, when she saw him, she realized that she had never really stopped loving him. He was still there, somewhere in her mind. Put away in some far corner so his memory wouldn't make living life ache. Oh, how it ached her now, to see him standing there, smiling down at his son. The child was evidence of how much time had passed. She remembered, crystal clear how she hated the child's father when she was his age. Oh, how that had changed. How, with stealing glances at each other, they had, unknowingly and helplessly fallen in love with each other. And how life had torn them apart, made them go separate ways, much to their despair.

What if its lost behind, words that we could never find?

She itched to run up to him right there and then, wanting to tell him how much it had hurt her to have stayed away from him. How it had ached her to see him with another woman. How it ached her now, seeing him with his son. She wanted to yell at him. She wanted to tell him all the things she had been hesitant to, before. She wanted to say to him all the unsaid things that she longed to have said to him when they had the time, but had never found a way to. Oh, how it ached her when he turned to look at her, and smiled. But she saw it. She saw it in his smile how it was not real, she could almost feel the strain it was causing him, because when she smiled back, she felt tears welling up, felt memories rushing back to her. She saw in his eyes, that he too was feeling the same as her. And it ached her. And she longed to walk up to him and tell him. And tell him how much she loved him. To tell him to tell her how much he loved her.

But of course, she didn't do any of that. She stood there, and smiled at him, and turned back to her husband, graceful as ever. Clearing her throat, she began to instruct her own children, all trace of longing, heart ache, and despair gone.