Hate Me
Don't make me hate you. Five little words that changed my life.
OK I didn't really have a life back then to change. I had a death sentence. Those were the first words I said to her that last year. She turned around and looked at me like I was crazy. And I was. Crazy in love.
She was a godsend to this unholy place. But unfortunately she got a virus on the way, and behold within 17 years she's a devil. This virus had corrupted her along with all of us that winter. With a disease called adolescence.
It never went below 43 that whole winter. And we all felt the air make us sweaty. Oh the children that were conceived that winter! Not to mention the line that were crossed. There were inner-house orgies all over the school. Most were rape that turned to hot, steamy, wanted sex. The 'day- after' pills were being taken like Tylenol!
Love was in the air. OK no it wasn't people were just really horny that year. Don't ask why you'll get all kinds of answers. Half the graduating class dropped out before it was all said and done.
I remember one night when you couldn't go anywhere with out running into an unsheathed penis or unlined vagina. It was just impossible! Hell, even Blaize was getting some action! But for some reason I ended up in a closet locked in with her doing nothing. Starring at the wall, maybe but that was it. But the funnier thing was we locked ourselves in.
Everyone knew the password to every dorm. No where was safe! Except that closet. After a while we just went there whenever we couldn't sleep, to that closet. She was there most nights. She would bring food I had the drinks. And that's how it went. But in the morning every thing went back to how it had been for 6 years prior.
Some time in there I guess I fell in love with her. Then the closet became weird and the morning became strange. Maybe she felt it too but I wasn't gonna just ask flat out. Nothing was said about it and we just went on with how things were. Until that night when nothing was left unsaid.
She caught up with me after class and asked if I was 'playing' tonight. It was our code. I said probably and she smiled. Then she floated off with the rough looking Potter and Weasly. She had already told me they were getting shagged every night. I didn't believe it but then again, there were stories that Neville had gotten head so any thing was possible.
I met her that night and I didn't have to really do anything. She took charge I just had to be a man and take it. She seemed hesitant in the beginning but then livened up when I got loose. Every thing I had ever done ever had was defined in that night. It wasn't until the next morning that I noticed something wrong.
Something had happened to her as a person. She felt some how different to me. Real, if that makes any sense. She was weird around Potter and Weasly who were too tired to see it. But I saw it and made sure she realized it too. She did but she didn't care. She said she didn't regret a second of it at all.
But now things are different and she is gone. I haven't seen her since Hogwarts that year. I couldn't bring myself to see her like that. Like I know she is now.
They said there was nothing they could do for her. When she fell, she fell too hard. Now they're both gone.
I look down at the polished stone, the names, their names.
Hermione Elizabeth Malfoy- Granger
Diana Alice Malfoy
She died on the delivery table, Diana seconds later.
A small tug snaps me from my thoughts. I look down; the child next to me has tears in his eyes. I bend down and pick him up.
"I miss mommy, daddy."
"I know you do Devan. I miss her too." I can only rest with the knowledge that she live for what she wanted, 'Your free, love. And don't you even think about making me do this again. I don't want to hate you.'
Don't make me hate you. Five little words that changed my life.
OK I didn't really have a life back then to change. I had a death sentence. Those were the first words I said to her that last year. She turned around and looked at me like I was crazy. And I was. Crazy in love.
She was a godsend to this unholy place. But unfortunately she got a virus on the way, and behold within 17 years she's a devil. This virus had corrupted her along with all of us that winter. With a disease called adolescence.
It never went below 43 that whole winter. And we all felt the air make us sweaty. Oh the children that were conceived that winter! Not to mention the line that were crossed. There were inner-house orgies all over the school. Most were rape that turned to hot, steamy, wanted sex. The 'day- after' pills were being taken like Tylenol!
Love was in the air. OK no it wasn't people were just really horny that year. Don't ask why you'll get all kinds of answers. Half the graduating class dropped out before it was all said and done.
I remember one night when you couldn't go anywhere with out running into an unsheathed penis or unlined vagina. It was just impossible! Hell, even Blaize was getting some action! But for some reason I ended up in a closet locked in with her doing nothing. Starring at the wall, maybe but that was it. But the funnier thing was we locked ourselves in.
Everyone knew the password to every dorm. No where was safe! Except that closet. After a while we just went there whenever we couldn't sleep, to that closet. She was there most nights. She would bring food I had the drinks. And that's how it went. But in the morning every thing went back to how it had been for 6 years prior.
Some time in there I guess I fell in love with her. Then the closet became weird and the morning became strange. Maybe she felt it too but I wasn't gonna just ask flat out. Nothing was said about it and we just went on with how things were. Until that night when nothing was left unsaid.
She caught up with me after class and asked if I was 'playing' tonight. It was our code. I said probably and she smiled. Then she floated off with the rough looking Potter and Weasly. She had already told me they were getting shagged every night. I didn't believe it but then again, there were stories that Neville had gotten head so any thing was possible.
I met her that night and I didn't have to really do anything. She took charge I just had to be a man and take it. She seemed hesitant in the beginning but then livened up when I got loose. Every thing I had ever done ever had was defined in that night. It wasn't until the next morning that I noticed something wrong.
Something had happened to her as a person. She felt some how different to me. Real, if that makes any sense. She was weird around Potter and Weasly who were too tired to see it. But I saw it and made sure she realized it too. She did but she didn't care. She said she didn't regret a second of it at all.
But now things are different and she is gone. I haven't seen her since Hogwarts that year. I couldn't bring myself to see her like that. Like I know she is now.
They said there was nothing they could do for her. When she fell, she fell too hard. Now they're both gone.
I look down at the polished stone, the names, their names.
Hermione Elizabeth Malfoy- Granger
Diana Alice Malfoy
She died on the delivery table, Diana seconds later.
A small tug snaps me from my thoughts. I look down; the child next to me has tears in his eyes. I bend down and pick him up.
"I miss mommy, daddy."
"I know you do Devan. I miss her too." I can only rest with the knowledge that she live for what she wanted, 'Your free, love. And don't you even think about making me do this again. I don't want to hate you.'