Her beauty enchants my very being. She must never know of my existence or she may fall from my grasp in utter disgust.
Hermione turned her head toward her left side, she had thought she had seen a shadow near the alley entrance. Her body was tingling from the idea of somebody watching her from the shadows.
She returned to her book, it would not be long before Harry would be there to pick her up for a dinner with him and his family. Ginny had invited Hermione weeks ago.
James and Albus were off at Hogwarts. Oh, how she missed Hogwarts. She laughed at the thought of Harry, Ron and her always being there when mischief arose.
Lily would be there though, she absolutely adored the little one. She had a fresh mind full of desire to read and learn about everything that became available to herfingertips. She reminded Hermione about herself in a way and it was a blast of fresh air to know she was not the only one who valued the knowledge that she gained.
She dropped her book on the counter as a flash of blonde caught her attention coming through the door. She stopped herself from gasping. "Malfoy?"
"Granger? Still a bookworm I see." He sneered at his last comment. "Still an arrogant jerk?" She frowned coldly at his shoulder. She could not bear to look him in the eyes, those torchurously beautiful eyes that once stared into hers with an overwhelming warmth.
He winced, "Still mad at me? It was one night! Why should you even care?" His voice waivered. She knew in that moment that not only did she care so did he.
"I don't! Just get whatever you want and get out. I have dinner plans." She turned her back on Draco and continued her book. "With whom, may I ask?" He searched shelves as he continued his conversation.
"Harry and Ron." She answered matterfactily. Draco took a breath to answer "Don't make any comment just find your book!" she turned to him with such aggression and fury in her eyes that he dropped the book he was holding. He took a few steps toward her and stopped deazd in his tracks, just looking at her with sadness and regret pouring through his features.
"I'm sorry" with that he turned and left the shop. Her hands dropped to her sides in utter disbelief. He had apologized, that wasn't something he had done on a regular basis before... before everything else had happened.
She turned her back and flashed back to that night. The booming in the background as the fires exploded mid-air. The tension in the room was growing, Draco was mere feet away and she had her eyes on his throat.
That didn't matter anymore he was a stuck up jerk with a lot to apologize for. He had not even specified what the apology was for, it could be any of the messed up things he did; calling her a "Mudblood" thropugh school; trying to kill Dumbledore; joining the Dark Lord. Any of that could be the reason of his apology.
She knows about my mistake, and my sadness because of it. The horror of it is I don't thionk she even realizes I'm sad because it cost me the most important thing in my life.