Stay Or Leave
The pub in wizarding London led to a wizarding arena. Artist who wanted to become famous always performed there. This night, a world famous wizard was playing there.
Ginny- before she died- loved this place. It was the first anniversary of her death, Ron's death, Harry's death, and the reign of Lord Voldemort. Hermione only survived because she was Voldemort's daughter. She HATED him with a passion, but he kept her alive because she was Slytherin's only heir.
Today, she went to the wizarding arena to mourn. To mourn her friends, of course. But also to mourn doomed love. Lost love…
Hermione handed in her ticket to the host. She held out her hand and the host stamped "Pureblood-Front Seat Row- Refreshments". "Have a nice day, Ms. Riddle," said the host, bowing rather ridiculously low.
Hermione took her time walking down the aisles. Her seat was 200Aa. She found her seat and sat down, watching the other purebloods and half-bloods file in. When the Upper Bloods filled up, the Mudbloods were paraded in. Everyone in the arena booed and hissed except for Hermione. No one noticed her.
The lights of the stage went out in the Arena and everyone clapped. Hermione clapped very slowly. Then, the guitarist walked out onto the stage. Hermione was the only one sitting. Instead, she was in her seat, nails digging into the red plush of her seat. It soon came. The lead singer walked out onto the stage, armed with a beautiful acoustic guitar. Hermione gasped with pain as her nose started to sting and her eyes welled up with mixed emotions. It was Draco…
Her lost lover sat down on a stool. His guitarist sat down on a similar one next to him. It suddenly hit Hermione- Draco had changed. He dyed his hair pitch black and he wasn't wearing the flashy rock-star clothing that his guitarist was. He was wearing snug, worn jeans and a charcoal shirt. He was also wearing a black half-mask and one of his eyes had turned to a vivid green.
Draco let the crowd take in his eccentric appearance before he tentatively placed his long fingers on his guitar and started to play music. The song was sensual and sad at the same time. Hermione looked at Draco as he sung. The verse tried to bring back memories. Put she had long ago put up an emotional dam to stop those hurtful fthings from pouring over. The chorus was the thing that shattered her emotional dam as if it was simply made of feathers. Memories came pouring through her as Draco's hypnotizing voice echoed around her head, singing:
"Stay or leave,
I want you not to go,
But you should…
It was good as good goes…
Stay or leave,
I want you not to go,
But you did."………
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