Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns the characters and Eva Cassidy owns the song. I, unfortunately, own nothing but the story.
Fields of Gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Among the fields of barley
"Where are we?" she asked him, her eyes wide in amazement.
"You'll see", he answered her, a smile playing in the corners of his mouth.
She had never liked surprises. For as long as he could remember, she had always wanted to be in control.
"No, really, where are we Draco? This place is amazing" she breathed.
"We're not even there yet" he smiled as he led her forward, towards a small forest.
"Really?"
"Oh just shut up Hermione, you're ruining it!"
"Sorry." She smiled.
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
So she took her love for to gaze awhile
Among the fields of barley
"Ready?" he asked, about to drop his hands from her eyes.
"Yes, yes, let me see!"
"You that patience is a virtue, right?" he chuckled.
"Not of mine", se answered. "Now let me see."
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
"Oh my god, this is the most beautiful place I have ever seen" she sighed as he held her.
"I know" se whispered in her ear.
"I didn't know that there was such a sensitive side to you."
"There are a lot of things you don't know about me."
"Oh yeah? Like what?"
"I don't know… I love Muggle rock bands, like Queen and Rolling Stones."
"Really? So what's you r favourite song?"
"Drift Away, by the Stones."
"Ah, and why is that, mister Malfoy?"
"I don't know. I just like that one."
"I know."
"You do?"
"Yes" she smiled at him. "I know everything about you. That's why you can't get rid of me."
"That is true" he answered her, trying hard not to show any signs of laughter, but failed.
Will you stay with me will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
And you can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
"Ehm… So, Hermione, there's something I want to ask you."
"And what might that be?"
"Err... no, never mind."
"No, tell me. I know it's something. I want to know." He smiled at her. She always did want to be in control.
"Well… I've been thinking…"
"Oh, I love it when you do that" she interrupted him with a smile.
"Shut up or I won't tell you."
"Sorry. Do go on."
"So… We've been seeing each other for a while now, and…"
"Fourteen moths today to be exact."
"Hermione, you're doing it again."
"Oh. Sorry."
"As I was saying, we've been together for a while now, and I was thinking that maybe… I don't know… maybe you wanted to get married or something?"
"Draco Malfoy, are you proposing to me?"
"Well… yeah… I know that it's not romantic or anything, but that was never my thing…"
"No, I don't think you have one romantic bone in your body" she smiled at him.
"Is that a yes?"
"Yes it's a yes! What, did you actually think that I was going to say no?"
"You never know when it comes to you. That's what makes it so fun."
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We will walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold
There was a crash. And lights. Lots of lights. And worried voices.
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We will walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down As you lie in fields of gold
"…fun." He looked so sad.
"Hermione? Do you remember anything of what I just told you? Hermione?"
"Oh I'm sorry dear, today is not a god day, I don't think she remembers anything at all."
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Among the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
Her voice was as soft as a whisper. "I do remember."
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
So, what do you think?
My first english fic, so cut me some slack, eh?
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