Interpretations (1): I'm Melting
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-Genre: Romance/Angst
-Pairing: Draco/ Hermione
-Summary: Non-magic. One shot. Hermione only has a couple hours to live and Draco is losing it all. After Hermione dies Draco gets lost in her eyes and things only get worse. Ever let reality hit in a year after the one you love you died? Even Draco can't take this. Please review! XD
-Disclaimer: I own nothing but my thoughts and ideas. –Draco: Like she owns those too snorts
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(11th wedding anniversary)
I raced through the hospital and into room 12, only to freeze as I looked at her unbelievably beautiful face. I collapsed at her side in tears, cupping her left cheek and laid my head on her chest waiting for it all to cave in. "I love you Drake." She crooked through rough breathing. "I love you too Hermione, more than my own." I whispered through my tears seeing her smile, "Where have I been? I am so sorry baby..." New tears fell as the light was switched off by a passing nurse. I looked at her through my tears and I saw she was still smiling at me; she leaned forward and kissed me...like our first time slowly; nervously. Frozen as I was, I watched her move on through the kiss...my heart stopped beating, with hers, oh this sin... Still holding her hand I looked at her eyes, mine holding back tears, once more before closing them from my lost place. Lost in place, I directed my attention to the night sky turning a dark black as the hours moved on into the early morning. Thinking of her eyes, before melting in tears form my lost place, next to her dead and motionless, no heart beat was there to match.
Like my first time that I caught fire, slowly; nervously. Just stay with me, lay with me...now.
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I walked into our bedroom wondering what to do now. Knowing that without her here I'm a great mess. If only before I had known how much I needed her. Did I ever tell her thank you? Was it ever enough? Taking those thoughts in stone, the old fights from learning to love. I found a picture of her and found my lost place in her eyes, the longer I looked the more I melted until I couldn't stand, and melting into a heap of tears her picture in hand.
Like my first time I caught fire, slowly; nervously. Just come back, stay with me. Just come back, lay with me...now!
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(I year later, the night of their 12th anniversary)
"Hermione I'm home! Hermione? Her--" I stopped talking in all and stumbled to the couch with her rose in my hand. Our 12th wedding anniversary was to be made complete in one hour to the dot. Why have I kept up this false hope? Why have I even attempted to make myself believe that one day she was going to walk through the door and tell me it was all a joke? Why did she have to die the day of our 11th wedding anniversary...why does today have to be her first death year? "Hermione come back. Even if it is to watch me fall and fail, or even to laugh as I ask you for help. Just come here and sit, stay with me. We'll let it all go; I promise, just stay in and make love that's all. Just stay with me, lay with me." I called into the darkness.
Ring, ring
"Hello, Malfoy residence...Hi Ron...Yeah, we are great...I am great. Hm? No. I don't want--!—nope. Talk to you later. Mmmmmmm, bye." I hung up and shrugged on my coat.
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I was walking home, down a dark alley thinking of her...walking my 'new' second nature, thinking of her my 'new' first nature. Her eyes, the only place I could stay a while or lose my place in, then I started melting again until I fell into a muddy hole and heaved nothing but air from my body...no tears, no noise.
"Awe, look a little baby." A crude voice thick and drunken called and a couple of hearty laughs were heard.
"Fuck off!" I called back, trying to stand.
"Really?" The smell of liquor was all over my face.
"Yes, really." I spit and then a 'smack' was echoed off the buildings. I gasped and then another hard pressure was applied somewhere else on my body before the only thought in my mind was her.
Her eyes. Beautifully brown. Changing.
'Smack','crack'
The first time I caught fire, slowly; nervously.
Ha. Ha. 'smack', 'gasp'
Come back. Just stay with me. Come back. Just lay with me. Now!
More pressure on my back. I fell to my knees in pain. "She's gone, it is real, she is never coming back." I whisper to the three or four men.
Her eyes. I'm in sight. She's not in mine.
They run as blood starts to pour from my body somewhere. I curl up anyway, pushing the pain away. "I love you Hermione. More than my own...thank you."
Her eyes, blinking back tears. I reach forward and pull her close. Just stay with me, lay with me, now!
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Opening my eyes I see hers. A faint white glow around us, she pulls me closer as the glow fades. My place is there again. In her eyes I'll always be there until the sun burns out. In peace until the sun burns out. I'm only melting in her eyes.
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A/n: Hope all of you enjoyed. Please review and I would like to thank The Used for their lyrics. They helped to inspire the story...greatly. I used some of their lyrics from the song, I Caught Fire (In Your Eyes) very good song...if you haven't heard you should look it up on YouTube. I will post the lyrics so you can see which were theirs. Thank you again.