Hello. This is my first attempt at a sort of angsty fic. This story came to me out of depressing consequences, so please be kind. This is also my first Hermione/Blaise fic. I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Otherwise, I'd be too busy swimming in my money to bother with posting stories.
She always slept the same way. This time, she wasn't going to wake up.
She always lay on her right, on the left side of the bed. Her left hand went under her cheek. Her right reached out to the edge of the bed, palm up. Her right leg bent up. Her left was straight. This time was the same.
She always slept that way. This time, she would sleep forever.
This time, she was dead.
My name is Blaise Zabini. I have lost my love.
Her name is Hermione. We were married a year ago.
The war was over. Potter had made sure of it. Two years ago, Voldemort had been vanquished.
Everyone was so hysterical. It was over. Finally.
Over.
I sought Hermione out. I had always admired her. She didn't trust me at first.
'Once a Slytherin, always a Slytherin', the proud Gryffindor would say. 'I know you're up to no good.'
But I wasn't. She learned to love me. We were married a year after that day in Flourish and Blotts.
I loved to watch her sleep. She was so peaceful.
One day, When I came home late, she was lying in bed. She looked just the same.
I bent down to kiss her. Her lips felt so cold.
And they were blue. So blue.
So cold.
I screamed her name.
'Hermione, please wake up,' I yelled.
Please.
She didn't. And she never will.
I hardly ever cry. I always held back. This time, I let the floodgate wash away.
Hermione always said I slept the same way. This time, it will be no different.
Except this time, I won't wake up.
I want to die. I cannot live any longer. She was -is still- my life.
Even in death, I am haunted by my love.
Hermine was always stronger than me. She could have lived, had I died instead.
I am not that strong.
I cannot go on.
I lay myself down, positioning myself the way I always slept.
I take my wand from the bedside table, point it up, under my chin.
I love you, Hermione, I'll see you soon.
AVADA KEDAVRA
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Dusty Brown
