Disclaimer: Oh my God! For the last time, it's NOT burp (excuse me) MINE!
A/N: For some reason I especially like this fanfic of mine... I'm not trying
to be conceited or anything, it just took me a LONG time to write and I'm
very proud of it... The song is by Evanescence and I suggest, if you get a
chance, to download it! it's really good. The lyrics are in bold, and all the parts where someone is thinking are in Italics.... Anyways, please read and review.
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Draco and Hermione stood side by side in the Astronomy Tower late one
night. It was their 7th year at Hogwarts already and graduation was only a
week away. They had been together for almost six months now and all this
time they had continued to hate each other in public, while secretly
meeting in the Astronomy Tower or in empty classrooms at night where they
cherished the few moments they had together.
Lately, Draco has noticed Hermione looking rather worn out, even more so
than usual. He couldn't figure it out, and he knew that if he tried asking
her she would blame it on schoolwork. Maybe these late night visits are
leaving her restless thought Draco. But if we stop visiting at night, when
would I see her and get to have her all to myself. She spends all day with
Potter and Weasley.
Dear my love, haven't you wanted to be with me
And dear my love, haven't you longed to be free
"Draco?" asked Hermione, interrupting his thoughts.
"Yeah?"
"What are we going to do after we graduate?"
Draco pondered on it for a second before answering. "Well, one
thing's for sure. We'll still be together."
"Yes, Draco. But haven't you forgotten about the many people out
there who still think we're the worst of enemies, and would rather see us
dead than together?"
Draco furrowed his eyebrows together in concern. "You're right. It
would be very dangerous for us to be together in public still."
"And that is what I hate the most!" yelled Hermione, getting
frustrated. "I can't keep pretending that I hate you, Draco Malfoy, when
what I feel is the complete opposite. I've always been taught to express my
true feelings without embarrassment or hesitation, and these last few
months have been slowly but surely killing me."
So that's it thought Draco.
I can't keep pretending that I don't even know you
And at sweet night, you are my own
"So, what do you want to do Hermione? What can I do in order to make
you happy?" asked Draco, beginning to get frustrated as well.
"Let's leave! After we graduate, let's flee to somewhere where we
could be free to express ourselves and not be limited by our reputations.
Somewhere where no one knows who or what we are, what friends we have.
Somewhere where we aren't afraid of people finding out we're together for
fear of being killed." Hermione's eyes began to tear up.
"Then, let's go," said Draco, softly. "Now! Let's just forget about
Hogwarts, our reputations, everything! What are we waiting for? We could
make our own Neverland."
We're leaving here tonight
There's no need to tell anyone
They'd only hold us down
So by the morning light
We'll be half way to anywhere
Where love is more than just your name
Hermione looked up into Draco's eyes, expecting and actually hoping,
that she would find humor there. When she saw how serious he was, she grew
tentative. "But Draco. What about graduation and our diplomas? Without
those we certainly won't find good jobs. Without good jobs, we won't get
good pay. Without money, we won't be able to survive..." she would've
continued on if Draco didn't raise his hand up to her lips to stop her.
"Ah, my dear Hermione. You forget about who your boyfriend is," he
said with a slight smirk on his lips.
"Draco, you can't possibly have enough money to be able to support us
for the rest of our lives."
"Then you don't know how much money I have." Hermione was dumbstruck.
She had trouble trying to decide whether he was telling the truth or
exaggerating in order to make her feel better.
"So, will we go? Can we please leave this place as soon as possible?"
said Draco, boring into her eyes with plea, almost begging.
Hermione didn't know what to do. Yes, she wanted to leave and be free
to express her feelings without hesitation, but then again the most
important thing for her has always been her education. She didn't want
seven years' worth of knowledge to go down the drain just because she
didn't have a liable proof that she had in fact been educated. Her parents
had always taught her that getting an education and a diploma was the most
important thing in life; that it was the thing that would get her forward
in anything she chose as a career. What would they say if they found out
that the week before graduation I dropped out? thought Hermione, not really
wanting to know the answer.
Hermione glanced at Draco before giving an exasperated sigh and
leaning over the railing, taking deep breaths of fresh air in to calm
herself. She was grateful that Draco didn't pursue the subject and gave her
space to think about things.
I have dreamt of a place for you and I
No one knows who we are there
All I want is to give my life only to you
I've dreamt so long I cannot dream anymore
Let's run away, I'll take you there
While Hermione's eyes were closed, all the memories that her and
Draco had together flashed before her eyes. She remembered how truly happy
she was. She wanted nothing more than to be with him, marry him, have
children with him. Hermione looked behind to where Draco stood staring out
into the sky. She smiled softly and thought this is now what is most
important to me. He must have felt her eyes on him because he turned to
look straight at her. He smiled back.
Hermione walked up to him, took his face in his hands, and kissed him
softly, but briefly. "Yes, Draco. Let's go. But first, let's find a place
before packing up our things and leaving on broomsticks," she said, matter-
of-factly.
"Fine, but leave it all up to me. I promise you that we will leave
tomorrow night."
Hermione looked at him as if he was crazy. Draco couldn't help but
chuckle at the look on her face.
"Trust me Hermione. I will take care of everything," he said, while
leaning in to give her one soft, but brief kiss, much like the one she had
given him earlier. He then bid farewell and walked out the door, leaving
her staring after him.
The next day, Hermione found herself very worried and curious. Draco hadn't
been in any of the classes they normally had together. She was wondering
what he was up to and whether he was all right. She barely concentrated in
any of her classes, although, truthfully, they weren't all that important
anyway because they were finished with their N.E.W.T.s and the teachers had
nothing else to teach them. So the teachers just rambled on about the real
world of magic, etc.
At lunchtime, Hermione hoped he would be there, sitting across the
hall safe and sound eating. But what she found was an empty space, a worse
headache, and a heavier heart. She could hardly swallow any of her food, so
she decided to head on up to her room. She told a couple of white lies to
Ron and Harry and departed.
When she got there, she was surprised, yet relieved, to see an owl
perched on her windowsill. She quickly went to retrieve the letter tied to
its leg and felt a weight being lifted off her shoulders as she recognized
the smooth, curvy writing of Draco Malfoy.
Dear Hermione,
I'm terribly sorry I wasn't in any classes today. I know that must
have gotten you worried, and I apologize for that. I have some good news
though. Please meet me, as soon as you get this letter in the Room of
Requirement. I'll be waiting.
XOXO Draco
room and walked briskly to the Room of Requirement. To her it seemed as if
she couldn't get there quick enough. When she finally did reach it, she
paced back and forth three times thinking: I must see Draco Malfoy! I must
see Draco Malfoy! I must see Draco Malfoy!
Almost as if on cue, the door appeared and she walked in. It was
completely dark, except for a little golden candle that sat on a table in
the middle of the room. She also noticed a piece of parchment there. She
glanced around at the shadows suspiciously as she made her to the table and
picked up the paper. She began to read it and as she read, she eyebrows
furrowed in confusion, but yet tears welled up in her eyes. What she was
looking at was her diploma! She suddenly felt arms snake their way around
her waist. She didn't need to know who it was.
"Oh, Draco. How did you do it?" she asked, as the tears fell freely.
"I explained to Professor Dumbledore about our situation and he
actually understood. I knew how much getting your diploma meant to you by
the look on your face last night when I suggested we leave," he whispered
in her ear. "I also found the perfect little condo for us to stay, and
Dumbledore is giving us permission to leave tonight, which will give us the
rest of the day to pack up all of our things." He paused. "You know,
Dumbledore isn't really all that bad as I once thought. In fact, he's
easily persuaded with a few white lies."
Hermione turned to look at him and reprimand him, but had to stop
herself because of the cute, innocent smile he was giving her.
"Thank you, Draco. This means so much to me."
"I know it does," Draco replied, softly before closing the gap
between them and sealing their lips together in a kiss.
We're leaving here tonight
There's no need to tell anyone
They'd only hold us down
So by the morning light
We'll be half way to anywhere
Where love is more than just your name
Hermione had to pull away, not only for air, but because she knew she
had a lot of things to pack. "Draco, I think we better go pack up, now."
Draco looked at his watch then turned to her. "You're right. But meet
me tonight in the Astronomy Tower, ok? During dinner time so that no one
will see us."
Hermione agreed and then they both said bye and went to their own
dorms to go pack.
A couple of hours later, Hermione found herself double checking her list of
things to see if she had packed everything. She even searched through all
of her drawers and her closet. She was completely unaware that Ginny had
walked in while she had been searching.
"Hermione? Are you going somewhere?" she asked, making Hermione jump.
"Oh, just packing up early that's all. You know me," she replied,
putting on a fake smile.
"Yes, I do know you. And I also know that you are extremely bad at
lying." She smirked.
Hermione sighed exasperatedly. "Ok Gin, yes, I'm leaving! I can't
tell you about it now. Just trust that I will owl you as soon as I get
settled."
With that she gathered all her things and began making her way toward
the Astronomy Tower even though she was a half an hour early, leaving a
very bewildered and confused Ginny behind. She ignored all the confused
stares she was getting and all the mumbling she heard. She just kept on
walking.
Forget this life
Come with me
Don't look back you're safe now
Unlock your heart
Drop your guard
No one's left to stop you
When she arrived at the Astronomy Tower, she realized exactly how
early she was and decided to just sit and wait. She began thinking about
what she was about to do. It was very unlike her. She was usually very
predictable and to be able to do something so unpredictable gave her a
rush. She loved this new, exotic, and unknown feeling.
She was disturbed from her thoughts when she heard the door open and
saw Draco walk in and smiled when he noticed her.
"Ready to leave?" he asked "Ready to forget about who we are and start
fresh with a new reputation?"
Forget this life
Come with me
Don't look back you're safe now
Unlock your heart
Drop your guard
No one's left to stop you now
Hermione took a deep breath. "Yes, Draco. I've been ready."
"Ok, let's fly off to the Leaky Cauldron and from there we'll port
key right to the front yard of our new condo."
Hermione visibly gulped. "Fly?" she asked hesitantly. "I can't fly."
"I know, which is why you're flying with me. Our luggage we could
shrink and tie it up onto the back of the broom."
They performed all the necessary spells on their luggage and got
settled on the broom. Draco could feel Hermione tensed up as she got on the
broom in front of him. He wrapped his arms around her to grab the broom
handle in front of her. "Don't worry. You're safe with me."
He felt Hermione begin to relax a little bit as he slowly began to
lift off of the ground. "So," she said. "Um... how about you tell me about
our nice little condo?"
Draco laughed. "All right. Well, it's a condo by the beach in a
little Muggle Island called Hawaii....."
We're leaving here tonight
There's no need to tell anyone
They'd only hold us down
So by the morning light
We'll be half way to anywhere
Where love is more than just your name
Meanwhile, down in the Great hall, amidst all the chatter and clanging of
utensils and plates, Professor Dumbledore looked out the window and
happened to see the outline of a broom carrying two people on it as well as
a lot of luggage. He smiled and muttered to no one in particular.
"Now that is what I call inter-house relationships."