Alright this is my first D/hr fic and I know it just jumps right in there but it will go back and kind of explain things in later chapters. I'll try and update daily. THX!
Confusion clouds my mind. I don't know how I got to be in this position. Standing here drenched from the rain, with you standing there in front of me. You stand there as wet as I, but something is different about you. Not your hair, it's still that light pale blonde, maybe you are a little taller, yes you are but that's not it, there is a look that sits in your eyes, a look of sorrow and of...pain? It is a look I have never seen on your face before, usually a look contempt and disgust sits there. Although you are still smirking like you always do it seems different as if you are not smirking at me but at yourself. I feel sorry for you. Yes, I know how crazy that sounds, me feeling sorry for you, you who has made my life a living hell for six long years. Yet to see someone so proud and strong stand there dripping wet looking so...so broken. I can only think what it was that caused this change in you. More than likely the recent death of your father, but who am I to know?
Disturbed with these thoughts I turn to go and as I walk away I feel you grasp my wrist andI turn. You have moved you are much closer to me than before and as I stand there looking up into your eyes only inches from your body I get the sensation to wrap my arms around you and let you know things will be alright. I don't but instead turn my gaze to the floor. Your hand is still wrapped around my wrist as if you are afraid to let me go. I am so lost. Last year....no last week you wouldn't come within five feet of me...of a mudblood, yet now here we are standing only centimeters apart, dripping wet, in silence. Minutes pass, wait maybe only seconds and I feel your hand cup my chin and lift my face towards yours. I gaze into your silver eyes as I look into them I see the storm inside them, the pain, anger, confusion, the fear. You are afraid, I can feel it now, and deep inside me I want to see you smile, I want you to hate me once more, I want you to cry, to show anything other than the hurt. I must be out of my mind. This is not the way things are supposed to be turning out. You, you are supposed to despise me and I am supposed to fear you not the other way around. I am stil looking into your eyes and everything is so still. Nothing can be heard but the ragged breaths and the beating hearts.
"Forgive me." Shattered. The silence breaks with those two words. I have no idea why you would be asking for my forgivness. Not that you have nothing to be forgiven, it's just that this is you and its me. I am under you. You have in a way trained me to think this. You are hurt by my silence, I think as you let my arm drop and turn to go. I know I have hurt you and I am upset by this. At any other time I would rejoice at your pain, but then people grow up, they change. People deserve a second chance, and as I watch your retreating back I decide it is time for yours, your second chance.
I break into a run after you and as I stand in front of you once again you shoot me a puzzeled look and I only nod and extend my hand. You look at my hand contemplating something. Then back up to my face and down once more. Taking in a deep breath you gaze one last time towards my face and grasp my hand firmly. It is a beautiful moment when once enemies learn to forgive eachother, I think althoug when you released my hand nothing was said between us, and as we both went our seperate ways I knew we understood what the other had to say. We were both sorry for our past, and by the way he had apologized in a way I think he wanted to change it and start anew. Although it was just a few minutes and there were really no words between us I believe it was a beautiful reconciliation that I will not soon forget. My mind was a whirl of emotions and the most prominent thought in my mind as I neared our common room was that I Hermione Granger has fallen head over heals in love with none other than Draco Malfoy.
thanks for reading chapter 1 please review below and until tomorrow. CYA!
Confusion clouds my mind. I don't know how I got to be in this position. Standing here drenched from the rain, with you standing there in front of me. You stand there as wet as I, but something is different about you. Not your hair, it's still that light pale blonde, maybe you are a little taller, yes you are but that's not it, there is a look that sits in your eyes, a look of sorrow and of...pain? It is a look I have never seen on your face before, usually a look contempt and disgust sits there. Although you are still smirking like you always do it seems different as if you are not smirking at me but at yourself. I feel sorry for you. Yes, I know how crazy that sounds, me feeling sorry for you, you who has made my life a living hell for six long years. Yet to see someone so proud and strong stand there dripping wet looking so...so broken. I can only think what it was that caused this change in you. More than likely the recent death of your father, but who am I to know?
Disturbed with these thoughts I turn to go and as I walk away I feel you grasp my wrist andI turn. You have moved you are much closer to me than before and as I stand there looking up into your eyes only inches from your body I get the sensation to wrap my arms around you and let you know things will be alright. I don't but instead turn my gaze to the floor. Your hand is still wrapped around my wrist as if you are afraid to let me go. I am so lost. Last year....no last week you wouldn't come within five feet of me...of a mudblood, yet now here we are standing only centimeters apart, dripping wet, in silence. Minutes pass, wait maybe only seconds and I feel your hand cup my chin and lift my face towards yours. I gaze into your silver eyes as I look into them I see the storm inside them, the pain, anger, confusion, the fear. You are afraid, I can feel it now, and deep inside me I want to see you smile, I want you to hate me once more, I want you to cry, to show anything other than the hurt. I must be out of my mind. This is not the way things are supposed to be turning out. You, you are supposed to despise me and I am supposed to fear you not the other way around. I am stil looking into your eyes and everything is so still. Nothing can be heard but the ragged breaths and the beating hearts.
"Forgive me." Shattered. The silence breaks with those two words. I have no idea why you would be asking for my forgivness. Not that you have nothing to be forgiven, it's just that this is you and its me. I am under you. You have in a way trained me to think this. You are hurt by my silence, I think as you let my arm drop and turn to go. I know I have hurt you and I am upset by this. At any other time I would rejoice at your pain, but then people grow up, they change. People deserve a second chance, and as I watch your retreating back I decide it is time for yours, your second chance.
I break into a run after you and as I stand in front of you once again you shoot me a puzzeled look and I only nod and extend my hand. You look at my hand contemplating something. Then back up to my face and down once more. Taking in a deep breath you gaze one last time towards my face and grasp my hand firmly. It is a beautiful moment when once enemies learn to forgive eachother, I think althoug when you released my hand nothing was said between us, and as we both went our seperate ways I knew we understood what the other had to say. We were both sorry for our past, and by the way he had apologized in a way I think he wanted to change it and start anew. Although it was just a few minutes and there were really no words between us I believe it was a beautiful reconciliation that I will not soon forget. My mind was a whirl of emotions and the most prominent thought in my mind as I neared our common room was that I Hermione Granger has fallen head over heals in love with none other than Draco Malfoy.
thanks for reading chapter 1 please review below and until tomorrow. CYA!