When no one is looking, she looks.
When he is being honest, she lies.
When he tells her he loves her, she refuses to acknowledge her feelings.
When he tells her he wants her, she runs.
She runs as far as she can. She's a bottler not a talker.
When he kissed her, she kissed him back. Then she pulled back.
When he asked why, she cried.
When she fell to the ground, he picked her up.
When she cried, he wiped her tears.
When she was lost, he found her.
When she was hurt, he healed her.
When she was alone, he was with her.
When she talked, he listened.
So why did she run?
Because she was sick of the pain.
In her past…
If someone had loved her, they left.
When anyone kissed her, they laughed.
When she was hurt, they'd kick her when she was down.
When she was laughing, she was hiding herself.
When she alone, they locked her away.
For Hermione Granger never knew love.
Not from her parents.
Not from Ron.
Not from anyone.
Then in her final year, he came.
He was different.
His insults didn't sting her anymore.
His eyes were no longer cold.
He touched her.
He touched her hand.
He touched her heart.
He touched her soul.
She didn't deserve him.
Hermione Granger did not deserve Draco Malfoy.
Yet he loved her.
She was the reason he woke up in the morning.
She was the reason he smiled.
She was the reason he put up with her friends.
She was the reason he breathed.
She was the reason he lived.
She was the reason why he loved everyday.
She was the reason he was a better person.
He loved her.
Body.
Soul.
Spirit.
And Heart.
She was the one for him.
So why wouldn't she see it?
She always ran.
From her parents.
From Ron.
From Harry and Ginny.
From happiness…from love.
So why, when she looked into his eyes did she want to stay.
She wanted to stop running.
She wanted to him to hold her.
She wanted to touch him.
She wanted to hug him.
She wanted to apologise.
She wanted to kiss him.
So why did she say, "I can't."
Why did she run?
He watched her.
He watched her run out of his life.
Like his mother.
Like his father.
He refused to cry.
He refused to show weakness.
He refused to show pain.
No matter how much his heart was aching.
No matter how much he wanted to cry.
No matter how much he wanted to hit someone.
He watched her and he knew she would never come back to him.
She knew she would never come back to him.
She was a bottler not a talker.
A/N: Random I know but I felt like writing so I did! :D
A bottler is someone who bottles things up and runs away from the truth.
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