Once And For All by KiRa M. EMeRaLd
Disclaimer: The owner of these characters happen to belong to J.K. Rowling.
June 23, 2012 : I could no longer stand to look at the original cover for this fic (my first attempt) as it was an abomination. Today I changed it and have spared all our eyes-
P.S. Keep in mind CD players and DVD's were still ''in'' at the time I wrote this.
1. Empty
Love. What makes one love someone?
Is it their personality? Intelligence? Kindness?
Or is it because they're just an over all GIT!
"Take your 10 galleon worth shirt! And your crummy 5 galleon shoes! And who can forget? Your 2 galleon worth hair products that tamed MY HAIR!" Hermione screeched, throwing each item she mentioned at Draco.
"Hey!" he yelled, trying to dodge the items that flew across the room in his direction, "Take your stupid muggle CD player!" Draco said throwing it to the floor, "Your cellular phone! Your stupid portable DVD player, WHICH I don't know why I let in this house ANYWAY!"
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah!"
"Well then," Hermione said walking over to his wardrobe and grabbed an arm full of very, very expensive clothes, walked over to the window and threw them out, "Say goodbye to your clothes baby, say GOOD-BYE!" Hermione yelled.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah!"
"Oh, what a lovely gift," Draco said with a fake smile about a very beautiful porcelain doll Hermione's mother had given her for Christmas and throwing it on the floor, we all know what happened next to that poor doll.
"You prat!" Hermione yelled. She had loved that doll, it was one of the most beautiful dolls she had ever seen and now it was in pieces. Oh, he was going to pay!
Hermione went into the closet and got his most loved possession: his Firebolt. She took the broom and threw it out the window. You could hear it crash into a tree and break into pieces, "Harry has a better broom!" she yelled, referencing Harry's Firebolt Speed, the scientifically proven better broom.
"You did not just do that, YOU DID NOT JUST DO THAT!" Draco exclaimed, shaking his head.
"Oh, hang on… I think I did!"
"Really?"
"Yup." she said, fully satisfied with what she had just done as it proved evident on her face.
"Well say goodbye to every last thing you own!" he yelled and started taking anything of hers he could get his hands on and either throwing it on the floor or throwing it out the window as Hermione did the same.
Ten minutes later, they had destroyed everything the other owned in their bedroom, including the portrait of them which Draco had torn apart with his bare hands.
"I want a divorce!" Hermione yelled.
"Well I was just thinking the same thing!"
"So contact the damn lawyer!"
"I WILL!"
"GOOD!"
"FINE!" Draco yelled and got up to get some paper and a pen -that Hermione had introduced him to- from his study and started scribbling furiously.
Mr. and Mrs. Draco and Hermione soon-to-be-ex-Malfoy, had the perfect life, the perfect jobs, the perfect marriage… or so everyone thought. Sure they looked pretty happy on the outside but little did everyone know that in the privacy of their own home, everything was falling apart.
Dinners alone, no communication, constant yelling, slamming of doors, and accusing each other of cheating with minimum proof that was hardly worth anything. And now, they just couldn't take it anymore. Anger had bottled up inside them and now it was all out and thrown on the lawn in a big messy pile.
They always knew they were different, but thought they could prove everyone wrong… perhaps everyone else was right.
Hermione sat on the floor of her now a mess bedroom. Everything was torn apart, thrown on the floor, out the window, ripped open and trashed.
Her favorite perfumes were now on the floor, spilling out from their now broken bottles, her favorite shirts torn, everything askew, this was horrendous and it just broke her to know that the man that she once loved so much had done this himself.
She really did love him, but this was too much. She sighed and got up. She tried fixing anything she could of hers with her wand, sowing shirts magically back to it's original state and throwing them into a conjured up luggage, she lifted a shirt off the floor and underneath it saw a broken picture frame with her and Draco on their wedding day.
They looked so happy, so content, so in love that they could face anything in the world as long as they were together, now it was all in shambles.
She tried really hard not to cry, so she busied herself by fixing things and throwing her things in the luggage.
Finally it was time to face the real pile of mess that lay on their lawn. Hermione poked her head out the window and saw a mess of colors on the ground that were littered everywhere.
"Oh great," she mumbled sarcastically.
She took out her wand and levitated everything on the lawn into the room. She rummaged through everything and tossed his things back outside. Fixing her clothes, she threw them into her now charmed luggage that fit anything and everything you tossed in it while still being light weight.
An hour or so later she was finally done. Having nothing else to do she closed her luggage and left the room to start living a new life.
Her own life.
He had heard her leave the room and walk into the hall with a rolling luggage at hand.
He wanted to get up and say 'Don't leave' but couldn't force himself to do it.
He had known she had cleaned up the room, her stuff at least, and was done and ready to leave.
So this was it, their marriage was over. He was alone once more in his life with no one by his side.
He really did want her to stay, to hold her in his arms and say 'I'm sorry' kiss her forehead and hold her close… but he never did.
The front door closed and she was gone.
He wondered why he was still sitting there, why he hadn't moved, why he hadn't leapt from his chair and captured her lips in his.
Night fell and he wondered where she was, if she was alright and how life would be without her.
It would be…
Empty.
A/N: So, what did you think? Personally, I like it. No flames! Review if you'd like and I'm sorry if I let any spelling errors slip by.
Next: How Hermione's doing and where she is.